A collection of short stories.
Some whimsical thoughts of looking up at the stars when I was young.
Some protracted dusk and the huge moon, the exquisite new world and the passionate young man, the cruel apocalypse and the struggle of life and death, the terrible human nature and the tenderness of kindness. A person's independent walking and a group of people's lively youth.
Collection of pen practice.
Intention: reverie