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Books by 李庸和
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Bridge and Harmony 乔和
(Readers, Qiao He has been published. Thank you for your support.) I spun the plastic top in my hand. At first, it whirled at high speed, leaving a blur in its wake. After bouncing off things all around it, it gradually slowed until it stopped. Just before it did, it wobbled awkwardly twice. How pitiful. I kept setting it spinning again, but no matter what, however fast the top spun, it would eventually hit something and stop, just like... some law of this man-eating world, where you are quick
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Stabbing the Sparrow 刺雀
In my old age, I sat on a park bench, lost in thought, when a lively young girl with sparkling, limpid eyes asked me, "Is running away from home cool?" I smiled kindly. "Cool? I can't say. But I do know it'll be hard." "How hard?" the girl asked. "Cool for a moment, misery for a lifetime. A lifetime of hardship." I spoke bitterly. From the moment I left home, my life was destined to go downhill, all the way to rock bottom. I would never again find that faint happiness I once knew. Lost and
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Deep Winter 隆冬
A memory bird in the depths of winter. Ice and snow blanket the land, with snow piled several feet deep. There are shackles of memory, but no wings. I can only pace pointlessly in place. If I could, I would want to become a bird that can remember anything with ease, be it a beautiful memory or a nightmare: a bird with a remarkable memory, a bird no longer afraid of looking back, a bird that accepts itself, and at last breaks free of its cage. Theme: Another kind of life.
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The White Rose of Night Beach 夜滩白玫瑰
In Republican-era Shanghai, a dark and decadent world of excess, Zhao Qijun transforms from a conservative, innocent young woman, gradually becoming worldly under the influence of the Paris by Night. Her appearance changes little by little, while she yearns for a love as dazzling as the sunset. In mysterious Shanghai, she moves toward an unknown fate. Her escape and his redemption become intertwined… Theme: Love
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Eternal Youth 终青
When I was in my teens, I also thought the sky was darkest before dawn. When I was in my fifties, I wrote in my diary: That day was like the desolation left behind after years of worldly hardships in the twilight of life, yet a glimmer of white light remained, impossible to extinguish. It was the end of youth, and the beginning of old age. The past came back to me, scene after scene, crystal clear. Zhiqing said, "I always listened to Mom. I thought that if I put up with a little more and
766Favorites1.2kClicks/ch58Gifts
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Half a Century 半世纪
Half a Century has been published. It has been combined with another novel into a single volume titled The Record of the Lost Hairpin, which is available for purchase online. I have been married for many years, yet through the passing years of this fleeting life, I still find myself returning to the first image I had of that young gentleman, and holding it dear. It is something I have slowly sought out and pieced together over the years, revisiting its contours and details in my memories so
749Favorites1.7kClicks/ch14Gifts
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The Fledgling Goose 雏雁
By the time I was middle-aged, I had become a grandmother. I named my granddaughter Biehua, meaning "don't bloom." I prayed she wouldn't bloom in this colorful world. I prayed she wouldn't bloom into the kind of person who had once made my heart tremble with fear. I became the kind of elder I had hated most during the first half of my life. But when I was young, I often introduced myself this way: My name is Yan, like the wild goose. I'm a wild goose yearning for freedom and distant places, a
696Favorites1.4kClicks/ch29Gifts
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The End of the Road 穷途
"None of us can choose where we're born, what we encounter, or what we go through. We can't control all our flaws, either. But we can choose what we do." Theme: As the sun sets, we do it for tomorrow.
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Long-Necked Glass 长颈玻璃
Years later, I still can't forget those nights in the shared apartment, or any of the scenes I saw of A Qi through the crack in the door. He sat beside stacks of books, his tall, resolute profile absorbed in reading. The way he sat quietly, holding his breath as he stared at the pages, showed just how eagerly he longed for knowledge. It was as if each new thing he learned brought him a little closer to defying fate, giving him a better chance of reaching the moon reflected in the water. Perhaps
614Favorites1.8kClicks/ch2Gifts
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Behind Bars 铁窗
The past has faded like smoke on the wind, yet buried memories keep surfacing to haunt us again and again. Whether they date back a few years or more than a decade, those memories feel as if they happened yesterday, constantly affecting me. It all began when I was kidnapped and sold as a child... (Misogynists and all-seeing know-it-alls, stay away!) Theme: Like a dream, like an illusion, like the moon reflected in water
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Records of the Lost Hairpin 遗钗录
The Hairpin Record has been published and can be purchased online. There's no blurb for a person's life. You are simply swept along and experience things as they come. A poor little Rongzi with an unhappy childhood becomes curious about the sobbing sounds coming from a madman. In a deserted courtyard, he meets several young masters from wealthy families, and they become friends. As times change and war arrives, they each flee in different directions. When the friends part ways and meet agai
463Favorites1.2kClicks/ch44Gifts
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The One Who Ties My Shoelaces 帮我系鞋带的人
Cheng Bin was an orphan living on the streets, born in China's prosperous city of 1924. At the start of his life on the streets, he met Huizhuo, a brother in all but blood. The two endured countless hardships in old Shanghai as they set out to find a home. Listen, and let me tell you this story from long ago... Theme: Friendship
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Touch 触摸
A high fever robbed me of my sight and completely overturned the world I knew. The colorful childhood I once had was swallowed up in an instant by endless darkness, leaving only fear, confusion, and helplessness. Every faint sound and every unfamiliar touch became a huge challenge. I had to relearn how to "see" the world: reading textures with my fingertips, navigating by the wind in my ears, and using my heart's senses to perceive details hidden by light and shadow. This is a story about a bli
345Favorites503Clicks/ch119Gifts
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Thirteen Streets of the Ruins 残间十三街
I am a dim light that cannot be illuminated even by the light, and a lonely glimmer that cannot be extinguished even in the dark. That is how I have managed to survive until now. (Comments contain no spoilers; no comments contain spoilers.) Theme: Love
312Favorites635Clicks/ch16Gifts
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Tales of the Ancient City 古城遗事
After spending many days excavating in Lop Nur, on a hot, dry morning, A Su and I found an ancient coffin in the cemetery at the Xiaohe ruins. When the coffin was opened, my colleagues saw a thousand-year-old female corpse, but I saw the skeleton of a beauty. She seemed to have slept for years, not to have died. That familiar outline struck straight at my beating heart, plunging me into a profound, unforgettable memory. The blowing sand blurred my eyes, and I clutched the hand of the woman bes
293Favorites765Clicks/ch33Gifts
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The Mirror in the Attic 阁楼上的镜子
The world is still in its plain, primitive state. We need protein. We need vitamins. Come on, we need you and me. Stuff it full for the world to eat, stuff it full for the world to eat. A dance before the execution, with no princess and no prince. Only you and me. Let's sing together, let's dance together. Keep your eyes wide open and remember this night of revelry. From now on, the revelry will never end. Close your eyes and hold back your curled-up heart. The corpse party is a ritual.
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The Beginning of the End 终青西始
Dedicated to Police Officer Xu Zhiqing. When I was in my teens, I too believed that the sky was darkest just before dawn. In my sixties, I wrote in my diary: That day was like the desolation left behind after a lifetime spent weathering the years, yet a sliver of light remained, undiminished. It marked the end of youth and the beginning of old age. Core theme: Growth and ideals, family, friendship, and love...
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Phoebe's Island Diary 《菲比的岛上日记》
There is a deserted island in my heart, forever standing there in silence. I am on a lonely island where few people ever set foot. People come and go across the sea, one group after another, and they all go in search of their own islands. I don't feel too sad about it. Everyone will find their own island and learn to live independently. In spirit, that's how we ought to be. Theme: Life
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Clear Sea Begonias 《清海棠》
In the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, the Qing army invaded China and slaughtered the Han people, forcing countless Han officials and commoners to bow their heads, shave their hair, and adopt Manchu dress. The protagonist Li Shitang's father wanted only to protect the people in his region and keep his family alive amid the chaos. So he swallowed his pride and surrendered to the Qing, hoping to continue serving the people under the new regime. But a conspiracy plunged the Li family into rui
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