[Huangpu X Peking University] an Inch of Mountains and Rivers, an Inch of Blood

It's an old story, a separation that was already destined when I started writing. Under the gloomy sky filled with gunpowder smoke in Peiping, he watched the man leave with the knife in his hand, facing the catastrophe of his family and country. Eleven years later, we are no longer alone in a boat, facing the roaring sea water. This is a long-lasting farewell in this life. Later, there was a solitary grave on the island of Taiwan, looking northward. When a cup of tea is poured into the sea water, I hope you will know that the heroic spirit will return home. Do you still remember when you were at the Old Summer Palace? Don't let go of the wonderful mountains and rivers that have been created over the past five thousand years. Conception: