The Boss Is Also Fighting with Burnt Poems Today

If you like to hear stories from the old days, you must read this book. It tells the story of Li Yun, a bookseller in the Tang Dynasty who guarded the most dilapidated bookstore in Chang'an City during the war. He used half an inkstone to mend the remaining scriptures, dyed old paper with garcinia, and pieced together the burnt "Chu Ci" and the torn lines of poetry back to the world bit by bit. It is not the legend of emperors and generals, but the calluses of scripture copyists, the cracked hands of dyers, and the tears of little maids - the most ordinary people, guarding the most precious fire: paper is the root of civilization, and the pen is the hand that transmits the light. When you close the page, you will feel the fragrance of ink from thousands of years ago. It turns out that our fingertips are touching the warmth of the ancients.