Life in the Cemetery

Gu Chuan always felt that the hustle and bustle in the world was too noisy, so he built himself a small shed with air leakage and set up his home next to the cemetery. Others say he is crazy and absurd. But only Gu Chuan himself knew that this was not just surviving, but a return home. This is the quietest place. The loess is a companion, the chirping of insects is a song, and the wind passes through the gaps between the stone monuments, which is gentler than any street lamp in the city. Gu Chuan slept on the natural bedding of heaven and earth, ate the offerings picked up from the graveside, and lived every ordinary day steadily and completely.