The light and spiritual music of the Holy Spirit played by my ears, but in my mind was a road, a road that I had just walked on, quietly extending on this street, waiting for people to discover it, wait for people to walk on it. And I came, and it seemed that I heard its narrative, so I walked quietly, in line with its rhythm, and listened to its whisper.
In fact, this street is not quiet. All kinds of consumption places of different sizes stand by the street. Clubs, teahouses, restaurants, jewelry stores, clothing stores, McDonald's, office buildings are full of splendor and brilliance, reflecting the prosperity of this town.
After dinner, I parted with my colleagues and then walked into it. There were people...