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Most of these stories come from childhood memories. When I was a child, I played with my friends at night, watched outdoor movies under the moonlight after dinner during the Chinese New Year, and got up early to go to school in the dark carrying a cupping jar. When I grew up, I went to study abroad, read at night, ran at night, and walked home at night. I went to catch other people's pigeons with my companions at night, and was later kicked out by the landlord. Then I met a little girl who was studying at her grandparents' house, and we met by the river every night to exchange stories. Years later, on the train home, he met the girl and saw her thick eyebrows and dark lipstick. When she sat down and took off her down jacket, a few small feathers flew up in all directions on her seat. On his shoulder, there was a sleeping girl with crotch hair. After getting off the car, they went to a small noodle shop on the street and ordered two bowls of beef noodles.