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This collection collects some of the author's short and medium-sized novels in recent years. They are the reflection of all the author's thoughts and perceptions about life, life, the world, and this reality during a period. The protagonists in these novels are mostly helpless people in reality. Their humbleness, confusion, and resistance are all worthy of attention. This collection attempts to create a world that is divorced from reality. It comes from this reality but is extracted from it. It is completely different from the rules in this world. It is a bit magical, a bit bizarre, and a bit sentimental. The most important thing is that it is the escape of weak souls in reality again and again. The work focuses on those people with extremely sensitive and powerful mental states, their confrontation with reality, their yearning for beauty and their escape. In the process, it embodies the deep beauty of human nature and the light of spiritual power.

Beixi Xi, formerly known as Jia Qiong, is a member of the Shaanxi Provincial Writers Association. Won the 2012 Shaanxi Province "Liu Qing Literature Award" Short Story Newcomer Award. So far, he has published more than two million words of novels, essays, essays, film and television reviews, etc., Which can be seen in publications such as "Flower City", "Mountain Flower", "Yuhua", "Yanhe" and "Novel Monthly". He is the author of the novel "An An's Scream". What's wrong with being short? We respect shortness here. --Wuda University. That's right, Wu Da is the Wu Da, Wu Song's brother. In the early morning, in the faint morning light, Wuhan University began to work. Now there are many cake shops in Wuhan University, but Wuhan University has developed a habit over the years and cannot sleep in.

During that long night, my mother's hands grabbed something in the air for a long time, but couldn't grab anything, until she was exhausted and fell down in vain. When the morning light slowly climbed up the curtains, her mother suddenly turned her head and looked at her. That look made her understand that her mother still recognized her just like in the hospital. The mother grabbed her hand, looked at her steadily, then pushed her away hard, sat up and shouted, "Go, I want to go, don't follow me." His strength was so great that he pushed her sitting on the chair beside the bed to the ground, and she lay on the ground crying.