The long sky sweeps away autumn, and not a single inch of Cebu morning cloud remains. The remaining stars of dawn have not yet set. Who will accept the pieces in a chess game? Xiangshui - not autumn. Essay. This is one of the first drafts of a novel written by the Southeast University newspaper reporter group. If nothing else, it's updated daily.
Intention: a plain and simple life, a real and false culture far away from the city but close to the city.
