Whenever the guitar song "Crazy Dream" plays, I remember Hua Xiang.
I always wonder why writers can never escape from the protagonist in the play, let alone the plot. Why does writing have such a magical power for me that I can't leave it. I always wonder why novels are inextricably linked to my life.
I think of: Thousands of Paper Cranes, Thousands of Paper Cranes, Thousands of Hearts Flying in the Wind...