Fat Rat, crossing his arms: Keep jumping, and if you move, I lose The shadows of the trees sway, crows fly chaotically. The mournful cries of ghosts penetrate one's ears, followed by several red lanterns lighting up in the distance, swaying and drifting in the wind. Lu Min was finding it novel, when Mr. Jinshui… Continue reading Fish 179: Waiting with Deceptive Tactics on the Left Path

It is better to relocate early for peace, than to be restless. Broken eaves and crumbling walls, twilight deepens, and crows perch on dry branches. The once towering Huabiao is gone, leaving only the lonely base, the square stones pried apart in disarray, and mud pits filled with water everywhere. Wild weeds grow as high… Continue reading Fish 178: Unborn