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I vaguely remember watching a TV series called Fortress Besieged when I was a child. A few years later, when I was reading and understanding in high school, I came across a short article by Qian Zhongshu. Then our Chinese teacher recommended this book to us. I still remember that the teacher's surname was Qin, but I was still in high school because of conditions, so I had little time to review for the exam. I didn't come across this book, and the content of the book was even unclear until I went to college. I don't know how long it took, but I seem to have forgotten it. It just stays quietly in the corner of a bookshelf, waiting to be discovered by me or others. Maybe I can't forget it clean after all, or maybe it's some kind of magical power. We finally met again in Zhengzhou Xinhua Bookstore, and we felt a lot in our hearts. I didn't know how to describe that feeling. I finally decided that this is a shame in my heart, so I have to understand it anyway this time. I suppressed the idea that I had to open it and see enough. I just wiped it repeatedly, smelled the paper and glanced at it. ...