Sifang Snack Light

Will write again when I have time! A bay of smoke and water, people on both sides of the strait. A small boat with white walls and black tiles. There is a small wine shop in Sifang Town. The granddaughter of the owner and his wife, Ayu, who is fifteen years old and has a beautiful face, has just taken over the business. The people beside me are like the moon, and my wrists are covered with frost and snow. The little Taoist priest passed by this place on his travels. After drinking the wine made by Ayu himself, he fell drunk in the green surroundings with a sword and a cat. Food Guide: A work of writing practice, with weak storytelling Intention: This place of peace of mind is my hometown