The Boy's White Gauze and Gardenia

That summer when the old house was demolished, a corner of the boy's world collapsed. His parents' quarrels and broken home fell like dust on his thin shoulders. He chased a girl with his ignorant love, but lost the other intention hidden in "White Mountain Tea". He worked with his father, tasted the saltiness of sweat and the astringency of grievance. He clutched the meager money and looked around blankly on the streets of a foreign land. A butterfly knife cut away the cowardice and panic of youth; after stumbling along the way, the wind of eighteen finally brought the light of reconciliation. This is the story of a young man's growth, about loss, about pain, and about slowly growing his own wings in the dust.