There is only one fragment, only half an image of love in the 20th century. It was in Hong Kong's Victoria Harbour, when gasoline-burning ships and oil trucks were just becoming common. Horns were honking and noisy. In the evening, against the blue night background, in front of a building with flashing silicon crystals, two people with blurry faces hugging each other stood beside the railing.
The entire city is a wasteland, and the only living creatures living there are these two people. Open your arms and let the wind of the 21st century penetrate your chest.
Tips: Flower Burial in February is an essay, and the Absurd Collection is a made-up novel. .
Purpose: Urban modern essay or short story
