The ten chapters on the right were written from April to July 1929.At that time, I was quite overweight, and wanted to leave a mark on China's Zhuang drama of the past ten years.In mid-August, I stopped writing because of emigration, and then I was in a hurry, so I couldn't continue.Suddenly, it has been more than half a year now.The island country has a long winter, thick fog breaks through in the morning, and freezing rain beats the eaves at night. When the west wind is half strong, there is the bell of the distant temple, and the pain is overwhelming.Holding the fire bowl and dozing off, let alone having any interest.
Or when the colorful shadow of the rainbow reappears on the mountain behind the house, this draft will be continued.
February 1, 1930, Mao Dun Ji.
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