A fantasy space that returns to Los Angeles in the 1980s will eventually be missed.
I pictured your future in my fantasy.
"It is difficult to write the last stroke of your name, but I have learned that writing Chinese is really more difficult than speaking Chinese."
He closed his eyes, and the shadows of his long eyelashes swept away. When he opened his eyes, there seemed to be tears.
"Actually, I learned to speak some Chinese very early... But I just want you to teach me... Xu Sen."
(Lightning protection: be, the regrets of youth, waiting for unimagined shields)
Concept: yellowish bitterness