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I would like to regard this "Dou Cheng Xing Man" as an attempt to build bricks with words. In the morning mist of Suining and the ripples of Fujiang River, I tried to capture the tremors of those young souls - their love and hate are as clear as the summer temperature of Doucheng. Xingman and Chenxuan in the story are not only footnotes to youth, but also a question of ". Perfection" and "incompleteness": If the opening of Song porcelain can create a unique texture, then why are the cracks in life not the place where light comes from? This collection of prose poems originally dedicated to Doucheng allows readers to hear the most honest echo of the inheritance of freedom by our generation, Xingman and Chenxuan, in the heart of Guanyin Lake.