Some of Ah Yu's scattered writing books, every feeling, encounter, memory, and dream in life are all collected here. If I don't write down some things, I'm afraid that I will forget the feeling at that time after a long time. It's not that it's not memorable enough, but that many years later I can no longer repeat it vividly.
I once liked Zhang Ailing's "A Nightmare in the Red Mansions". I originally planned to call it "The Nightmare in the Brothel", but... . . The more I look at it, the more I feel awkward. What's going on? Hey! Alright! That's all! The Qingge notebook was carried home by A'yan!