Wu Liuyi wrote a letter to his mother. The letter said: "Mom, you said you want a person who feels like the tree in our yard. He should be a pretty good person."
It was half a year after joining the army, it was early summer, and the sky was bright and gentle. My mother sat under the window holding the letter and slowly read it word for word. After reading this sentence, she looked up at the old trees in the courtyard. What she saw was deep and shallow rich green, with lush branches and leaves. Occasionally a gust of wind stirred up the fragrance of the day and place.
Centennial camphor.
The third part of the Corps trilogy.