Author: Chen Chuan
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Publish Date: 2004-01-01
Features: I had a memory of seeing the stripes of a tiger in a cage during my childhood. Now, this adorable group has become fragments within the depths of my soul. On a blood-red evening, that golden tiger crossed my dreams, raising its head and lonely howling. From this, I realized that "they" and "we" together form the vibrant part of the same planet. "They" are the last aristocrats and also dangerous killers. Therefore, one night, I carried the flood of language to create the tiger, the lion, and the wolf packs that roam the jungle. As thes that accompany us humans are increasingly distant from us, I began to sees in both my dream life and real life—seeing a group ofs running through forests and deserts, encountering their fate of reproduction, and the costs they pay for these fates, as well as the joy, failure, and death that arise from these fates. I saw their lives because I had already stepped into their lives. Dedicated to readers who, likes, are in the same abyss and the same heavenly world, struggling for their lives; dedicated to those filled with benevolence, living on the same planet ass, as neighbors, watching the sunrise and sunset together.
Beast Enclosure -- The tribe of beasts that enters and exits my soul
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