Whispering Clouds

I picked up the whispers of clouds in the gap between morning and dusk, and compiled the disappearing twilight and the waking mist into a book. They belong to those rains that refuse to fall, and all the damp sunny days that linger. ——The whole book is a record of personal writing practice, organized by year, and covers various genres. It is not easy to be original, and malicious plagiarism will be investigated; if there is any unintentional similarity, please contact us and we will be happy to cooperate with modifications or indicate the source. Welcome to share, new chapters will be updated as the occasion arises. Come to Yuewen's website to read more of my works