i 'm collecting all kinds of atlas. i already get so many. i  have ever thought i could find what i had lost in some atlas, the rooms where i  had lives in, the lanes where i had walked down, the person who i had loved...

nothing. all have gone away in the winds. disappear. the land is a piece of snowwhite.

i have lived in an attic for two years.

in my house, there is no attic now. i want to get an attic for those little things and old things.

last night,i dreamed that i came back my homeland,that little village.

eggplants are blooming in my backyard, so beautiful,so moving.

eggplant also is called aubergine.

it's said the indians had ever planted aubergines all over the america continent.

in my dreams. 

i read the words from xihe just now.

so lovely.so attractive.

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