In the late 1970 s, I went to school with my schoolbag on my back. In our village, school is called study. Therefore, I started my reading life with a longing for the study life. The schoolbag is sewn by my mother by hand with a beautiful floral cloth. The schoolbag contained a small blackboard
When I was young, I especially envied people who wore glasses to put a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose. No matter what style, it seemed to add a bookish style. This feeling was like when a pen was inserted in the cloth pocket in the fourth and fifth years, the more
The drizzle scattered all day like gossips still made me feel the coolness in summer. Or it is related to mood, I always feel that this summer is cool and cozy. For people living in cities, there is only the difference between cold and hot. The sky is always the same sky, and the buildings
All the prosperity is destined to fall in April of destiny. April is not a season of death. The fish is dead and the grass is withered. There is no hope to tie it again. Fall, in April of death, fall bottomless. I once had two small fishes, Chizi and Zimo. It only happened yesterday.