zhimin wang
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Tuberose: A Father's Silent Love
The Mid-Autumn Festival came early that year, but the season felt unchanged. There was no autumn chill, no breath of falling leaves—none of the stillness poets once likened to “cool water in autumn.” I often found myself slipping away to the northern edge of Yulin, searching for a signal in the wind that autumn had arrived.
By zhimin wang6 months ago in Families
The Art of Unburdening: Embracing Life's Deeper Dimensions
Rejection isn't merely a no; it's an act of refinement, a step towards lightness, a path to profound insight, and a journey to clarity. It demands more than just courage; it's a bold, unreserved embrace of life itself.
By zhimin wang7 months ago in Humans
Robin
Legend has it that the red on the robin's breast was dyed crimson by the blood of the Lord Jesus. (I) In the late 18th century, the nation of Huilaitede underwent a revolutionary transformation. The old aristocracy was forcibly suppressed, gradually withdrawing their sharp edges, biding their time for a comeback. Yet, the momentum of the new nobility surged like a torrent, causing the old nobles, huddled behind rocks counting their coins, to gasp in dismay. They finally realized that the world was no longer dictated by bejeweled young masters and misses.
By zhimin wang7 months ago in Humans
The Dumpling and the Titans. AI-Generated.
The fluorescent lights of the "Golden Lotus Buffet" hummed like drowsy insects. Beneath their glare, Lin Meihua, fifty years etched into her stooped shoulders and the lines around her determined eyes, plunged her hands into a sink volcano of greasy plates. Scalding water, cheap soap, the relentless ache in her back – this was her American baptism. She’d traded Fujian village gossip and the crushing weight of lost "face" for this Jersey City purgatory: anonymity, exhaustion, and the icy fear of ICE agents materializing like specters.
By zhimin wang8 months ago in Fiction
