The Evening Breeze Knows My Wishes and Accompanies You in the Morning and Evening

The wind in June carried the unique smoke and smoke of the old alley, rustling the leaves of the old sycamore tree at the entrance of the alley, and the golden sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the bluestone road, leaving mottled light and shadow. Lin Zhixia squatted at the door of her courtyard, holding half a piece of freshly steamed rice cake in her hand, with some glutinous rice flour on her fingertips, but her eyes were glued to the vermilion door diagonally opposite.