
(The Flight of the Flying Mountain) To My Beloved Sandy River Alley
All you need to do is leave the house and gaze at the splendour of the beautiful, subtle rust on metal, the xanthous autumn leaves
All you need to do is leave the house and gaze at the splendour of the beautiful, subtle rust on metal, the xanthous autumn leaves
Strange powers converge in the City; it is because of them, that I always feel the time flow here to be a flat circle, rather than a...
On cold winter days I like to come back in my thoughts to the first time I visited the City. I remember it bathed in the yellowish glow...
At the foot of the Black Spirit Mountain, down her southern slope, lies a narrow little alley called the Carp Street;
My first memory of the Friendship Rd. must be from the times of my humble beginnings, when someone invited me for dinner...
A long time ago, there were three recluses - the Black Spirit, the Dawning Glow, and the Front Gate Wall. They lived for eternity among...
Let me tell you the story of the Elephant of the Treasure Mountain.
Despite our lofty aspirations we humans are, at our very root, quite plain and instinctively drawn to whatever satisfies our needs - food...
Not quite the recommendation, is it? If you still feel like paying a visit to the Future, however, I know of three ways of getting there:...
Between the sea of green covering the slopes of Mt. Fufeng and the rice fields stretching towards the rocky side of the Elephant lay a...
It has been over two weeks since our little plight here.
In the centre of Cloudy Rock there’s a road that shares its name with a famous mountain, the Black Spirit Mountain, one of the fabled...