1 They say this is the second-deepest lake in the country, reaching 155 meters at its deepest point. But that was unbeknownst to me that evening as my girlfriend and I climbed down the steep cliffs to reach the water’s edge. The setting sun was at its most glorious, but over the mountains on theContinueContinue reading “That Which Was, Will Be”
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我去清迈
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我去清迈，与人相约，却爱上了寺里的猫。姜色的华服，莹绿的眼，不屑的神情，囚徒的爱。从她无情的双眼，我认出了许久以前的所爱——转世前的上一世，三界中的无色界，年轻时的你。万物无名，世界原始而纯净，人心善良而古朴……点击文章标题👆阅读全文 ->
In Her Green Eyes
1 I went to Chiang Mai for a rendezvous, but instead, I fell in love with a temple cat. In her green eyes, I saw someone I loved long ago—when I was young, in a previous life before this latest incarnation—a time when the world was primitive and pure, when people were kind and thingsContinueContinue reading “In Her Green Eyes”
高高的洋草果树
就有那么一刻，也就是转瞬之间，一切落入沉寂——风骤止，湖面平静如镜，高高的洋草果树静立不动。静寂里，耳中仿佛听见了什么——一声轻微的响动，或许是一声哭泣。但来之无影，去也无踪，犹如从未发生。天高且远，云疏而淡。远方，山与湖相接之处，一抹薄雾……点击文章标题👆阅读全文 ->
Those Tall Eucalyptus
1 There was a moment when all quieted down—the wind stopped, the waters grew calm, and the tall eucalyptus trees stood still and silent. He thought he had heard something—a faint noise, a muffled cry perhaps. It came, and then it was gone. Perhaps it was never there in the first place. The sky wasContinueContinue reading “Those Tall Eucalyptus”
To the Lake
7. It had been a week since he arrived home. Summer was now in full swing. In the strong sunlight the air seemed to vibrate, and a strong smell of sunburned grassy green permeated the air. For a brief period after returning home he seemed to have forgotten about the things that were still freshContinueContinue reading “To the Lake”
My Days in the Mountains
1 Every day, I drive to work. First onto Genesis Road, then onto 540, followed by Mill Road, and finally a turn onto Seagull Road. There is no mill on Mill Road, no sea on Seagull Road, and certainly no seagulls. Just endless roads, wild grass, green fields, and clouds on the horizon. Life hasContinueContinue reading “My Days in the Mountains”
我在山里的日子
每天开车去上班。先上创世路，再上540，然后上磨坊路，再转海鸥路。磨坊路上没有磨坊，海鸥路上不见海，也没有海鸥。只是无尽的路，荒草，绿地，天边的云……点击文章标题👆阅读全文 ->
The Room with Skylights
Pour M, qui a inspiré cette histoire. 1 This was the third time in two days that he had come to this hotel. As soon as he stepped into the lobby, the front desk staff recognized him. Even so, he still flashed his badge: Binhai District Criminal Investigation Division, Third-Class Superintendent, Yeh-ming. “Good afternoon, InspectorContinueContinue reading “The Room with Skylights”
带天窗的房间
这是两天内第三次来这家酒店了吧。刚踏进大堂，前台工作人员就认出他来了。尽管如此，他还是亮出警牌：滨海区刑侦大队三级警督叶明。
“下午好，叶警！” 接待员早已准备好房卡。
“下午好，谢莉。” 他接过房卡，朝电梯走去。
房间在长走廊的尽头。站在门口，环顾四周。尽管他之前已经来过这里，但这道走廊，这个房间，依然让他感到疑惑。
思虑重重。刷卡进入客房，随手把门在身后关上。不是初次来。对房间已经很熟悉了。但心中还是一种不能放松的警惕感。慢慢环顾房间……点击文章标题👆阅读全文 ->
Yego’s Chronicles 