JJWXC catalogue
Books by Dear to Worldly Desires
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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Two Boxes of Silk 两箱丝绸
Ten years for a camphor tree, a hundred years for a vow to grow old together, a thousand years for an ancient tradition: to stay together for a lifetime! In Pingsha, it has long been customary for wealthy families to plant a camphor tree in their courtyard in the year a daughter is born. As the seasons pass and the girl comes of age, the tree grows tall. When a matchmaker spots it from outside the courtyard, she knows a young woman is ready for marriage and can go in to propose a match. When th
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A Moment of Time Must Not Be Wasted 一寸光阴不可轻
This is a plain, simple story about a third-rate architect who, driven from home and with nowhere else to go, is barely scraping by and taking life as it comes. He brings home a handsome antique porcelain shop owner who is calm as still water, unsociable, taciturn, and never leaves his house, then proceeds to woo him. The writer's devious intention in writing this is to promote the dazzling, unparalleled beauty of our glorious Chinese antique porcelain With my eyes shut and my conscience i
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Every Time I Jump Off a Building, That Guy Is There Setting Up an Air Cushion 每次跳楼，都看见那厮在铺救生气垫
Once upon a time, there was a grown man who was being pressured into blind dates. He wanted to jump off a building and kill himself. But no matter how many times he jumped, he just couldn't land in hell. And the firefighters who laid out the rescue air cushion kept hurling insults at him. Terrible service, unfriendly attitude. One star, you bastards! In a fit of rage... The young man jumped into the firefighters' ancestral grave. Theme:
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A Light Sword, Known by One Stroke 轻生一剑知
For half your life, you risked life and limb, and only the sword at your side knew. For the rest of it, I will retire to the green mountains, hoping to take your hand, share a drink, and return home together. Xie Chang'an, the young prince of Xiping Commandery, was fourteen when he heard a clear, contemptuous rebuke at the funeral where his father faked his death: "Get lost..." From then on, he hated Qin Wangzhao. Years passed, but the grudge remained lodged in his throat. He practiced martial
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Two Boxes of Silk, Part Two 两箱丝绸二
My clothes are stained with road dust and wine. In the drizzle, I ride a donkey into Jianmen Pass; The sword case is too shallow to hold the blade's edge. A white horse gallops through the frost, a saber held crosswise. Snow in the morning, wind in the evening. Freshly brewed green-ant wine warms by the stove. A green bamboo hat, a blue rain cape. When pouring wine, fill the cup to the brim. Spring returned in the third month. To lift the Golden Silkworm Gu, Gu Yun and Zhao Zijing left the capi
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After Parting at Jingci 经瓷一别
Blurb: The Big Dipper hangs high, and Geshu rides through the night with his blade. To this day, he watches the herds, leaping at once across Lin Tao. Three thousand miles from home, twenty years in the deep palace. On the day iron hooves breach the city, blood will be offered in prayer for peace. Xie Anyi is a pampered rich young master with delicate skin and soft hands. He never lifts a finger for work and can't even defend himself, yet his heart burns with longing for the rough-and-tumble w
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The City Speaks 城市说
Can you be sure that the sharply dressed executive who just brushed past you on the busy street is human? Can you see the resentful green glow in the eerie vertical pupils of the stray cat crouched on a filthy pile of trash as it stares at passersby? Can you smell the rot and fishy stench hidden beneath the mist in the gentle breeze by the lake, where couples lean close together? You live like a machine in this city, so familiar it feels like your own backyard. When someone is born, someo
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The Agarwood Boat 沉香船
Everyone else's pairings are so well-matched, and their schemes are so beautiful I can't bear to look. I'll try writing about a stubborn fool instead. A story about a lonely gravedigger and a thief who robbed someone's ancestral tomb and got what was coming to him. P.S. Sorry, everyone. Er Ye is cool, but he strikes me as rather generic. I've changed the manager's love interest to a stubborn, single-minded brat. I got carried away making revisions and just couldn't stop. Please bear with me! Do
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In the Locust Tree 槐树上
Li Suqing died suddenly and became a lone ghost. Somehow, he was wrongfully accused of being a heart-ripping fiend and chained to an old locust tree at the boundary between the realms of Yin and Yang for ten years. No ghost ever spoke up to clear his name. The only one who came to capture him was Yama, who often brought him wine. Theme:
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Let the Zither Speak for Me 将琴代语兮
In late autumn, three bodies float up in the city moat. All are women in their twenties, with no external injuries, only a needle mark over the heart. With no leads in the murder case, the Dali Temple orders the three judicial offices to investigate thoroughly. They find a possible clue: “bamboo silk” strings from the Springwater Zither Manor. To uncover the truth, Zhao Qingming, a coroner at the judicial office who disguises herself as a man, poses as an orphan and marries into the Gu household
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Passive Resistance 消极反抗
This world has its good and bad sides, and we've experienced neither too much nor too little. P.S. Whether you can still see this or not, I want to apologize to all the girls who followed this story. I haven't had much inspiration for a long time. Thank you for staying with me along the way.
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