I bought this book last year. I knew nothing about this author at first, and of course I don’t know much about him now.

I first saw the story "The Dry Monk" in 2015 when I was browsing Weibo. I read it again and again, and read it several times. I thought it was very interesting, but I couldn't explain why, and I couldn't use it. To understand the word, maybe this is called Zen.

Then I scrolled all the way. His Weibo posts were very interesting. Most of them were copied lines, but there were also black humorous sentences. After reading them, I posted a Weibo post saying that I liked this blogger’s writing. It seemed like I also liked him (also out of sheer boredom).

For a while, this blogger was selling books. At that time, I was short of money (don’t complain that I didn’t have enough money to buy a book, I was really poor). After a while, I didn’t know where to buy it. After reading the electronic fragment of "The Laughing Field" and reading "The Sutra" and several short stories, I still felt a hazy Zen feeling (I really can't find an adjective to express my feelings after reading it). After a while, I purchased this book online. After reading the book intermittently, I felt nothing, as light as water.

After some time, I found out that this blogger was the Dandan in Wang Zijian’s mouth. After searching online, I found out that he was a young man with a bunch of red hair on his head and a drinking habit. I really can’t relate to the Chinese and mature words. Of course this is another absurd feeling.

Now I am reading a few stories again, but I can’t figure out why.