Night life

Author: Hainan
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Publish Date: 2004-01-01
Features: Hainan is renowned for his poetry and later ventured into fiction. With his alluring and expressive writing style, he delves into the hidden depths of women's souls, bold, unrestrained, and fearless, pioneering the current trend of women's literature. This is a world belonging to them both, where no other history is present. Regardless of how chaotic their individual histories may be, at this moment, only they remain. They can peel the kernel of freedom as much as they wish, and as long as they are willing, they can savor its tart, sweet, bitter, and astringent essence.
When she listened to the melody played by the young man, Yangliu, for the second time, she was not moved. In her view, it was not unusual for a young man holding a long flute to appear in a small town. The flute was merely an instrument, and perhaps the young Yangliu felt awkward that day, not daring to play the melody that had always lingered in his heart for her. He merely blew a few random notes before returning home. The young man seemed quite hurried, as it was already nearing noon. Suddenly, the town was shrouded in the silence of the mayor's death. Her husband said the new mayor was expected to arrive soon. At that moment, she was standing by the well, washing clothes. A new iron wire was used. Before their arrival, there was already a clothesline here, and Fang Jiazheng discovered on the second day of moving in that it was a rusty one.