The Summer Left Behind

Hidden among the mountains of southern Hunan is a tender memory of growth and companionship. On the dirt ground after school, a little boy carrying a schoolbag and a little white dog stood quietly, looking at the terraced fields and cooking smoke in the distance. There is no hustle and bustle of the city here, only the mountain wind blowing across the cheeks, bringing the fragrance of the earth and the laughter of friends. This is a warm story about the age of innocence, rural sentiments and carefree times, which will take you back to the softest corner of your heart. Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!