Jiulan tried hard to maintain his breathing, for fear of being discovered in his current embarrassment. She closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears from spilling.
Where am I?
The sound of insects could be heard in the distance, and the sound of wading in the water was particularly clear. On this night of the first day of the lunar calendar, countless stars were shining quietly in the deep blue and clear sky. The wind was accompanied by the smell of earthy grass, sometimes approaching, sometimes moving away, and the faint smell of earthy tobacco. Dry, pungent, yet haunting.
The moonlight shines down, and the sparkling waves look like someone's tears are flashing...