Wedge
Early summer of 1919. Nanjing. In the afternoon, there was a heavy drizzle. The last bit of rainwater on the roof was flowing down along the dripping eaves of the glazed tiles, and fell into a stone bowl in the corner of the courtyard wall. From time to time, it made a clear and hollow sound, which set off the tranquility of the entire house. The sunlight quickly penetrated through the flowers and trees in the courtyard and spread evenly and finely on the bluestone slabs on the ground. The lilac trees in the courtyard have fragrant fragrance, which spreads out in a dense and cool atmosphere.