"Maybe he will never come back. Maybe he will come back tomorrow."
——Shen Congwen's "Border Town"
Those times that were submerged in the thick loess and raging rivers,
Those now full of confusion,
Those immeasurable futures.
A river has fed generations of people, and a handful of soil has fed generations of people. , A past, some future.
※ It's fictional, there are prototype cities, and there's no need to delve into the era. I write whatever comes to mind. I really like Teacher Shen Congwen's Border Town, a very simple and sincere book, so I wrote these words in my head to practice writing. Thank you for liking it.
Intention: Long time no see.