The dusk is different from both day and night; during this transition period, if you only use your eyes, it seems as if everything begins to blur.
The white smoke rising from the chimney is blurry, the shadows of familiar houses are blurry, and the outlines of mountains and rivers in the distance are also blurry. This blurring amplifies both panic and awe.
So, it is essential to pair it with calls and the fragrance that follows the drifting white smoke, allowing one to regain a sense of reality.
Mu Qiu doesn't often write farming or reality-oriented stories, but she has a fondness for this kind of realistic landscape description.
It's like lying back on a recliner, sipping warm tea, in a sense of undisturbed comfort after a fulfilling meal.
Her eyelids slowly closed and opened again as she turned to quietly look at the ruins to the right of the awning.
