Su Nan's Summer

The winter of 2010 was unbelievably cold. My hands, which had not been frozen for a long time, were covered in purple spots, and there were cracks oozing out yellow water. All in all, it was terrible... In the winter of 2010, I left Shanghai, the city I loved so much. Like a migratory bird looking for warmth, I flew from far away and thought this was my south. When I got used to the warmth here, it told me that there was never a place for me here! If I could be angry and cry, that would be fine.