Miscellaneous Notes from Countryside

When I first dabbled in pen and ink, I just compiled the gossip I heard in the countryside and my own obsessions into a piece. The writing power is still shallow, the text is rough, there is no finely crafted literary talent, and there are few analytical chapters - the truth and falsehood hidden in the field ridges, and the absurdity entangled in the dream, may not be fully explained. If there are any obscure or confusing parts, or the description is not satisfactory, I hope readers will understand. It's just like listening to a country idler chatting about some unreasonable gossip. There is no need to worry about the quality of the true words. When you are bored, it is enough to find a little entertainment.