| classification:Science fiction |
| author:It's so slow. |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:36:58) |
The Black River stretches for eighty miles, its waves surging and crashing. A gentle breeze ripples the water's surface, causing the reeds to sway and rustle.,He was standing on a small sampan, raising the bamboo fish trap he had lowered yesterday.,Besides the need for thick cotton-padded jackets to keep warm, if one can't afford firewood, charcoal, or rice, there is a real danger of freezing to death.。