It was only when I seriously wanted to share my own or others' stories with someone that I realized I had no stories. For example, last night at dinner, I wanted to share...

Maybe many years from now I'll still remember this passage Wang Xiaobo wrote in The Golden Age: "That day I was twenty-one, in the golden age of my life. I had many extra...

Only on days when you forget your umbrella and watch the drizzle after work, seeing female colleagues magically pull out sun umbrellas and float away, do you feel truly l...

Just like always, merely seeing someone else's LOMO-style photos showcasing vermilion seal carvings printed on paper triggered my artsy pretentiousness without warning. I...

Our company has a new regional manager, looks to be in his forties, not very tall, sturdy build, dressed quite casually. No matter from which angle, he's an unremarkable ...

I'm not talking about a book. From gloomy clouds to shallow grass not reaching the hooves, then to bright sun and blooming flowers full of vitality—the transition of seas...

A while ago the company held an event requiring every employee to go out on the streets to find target customers, give them a small gift, and then get their phone numbers...

If someone increasingly yearns for a simple life—growing flowers, birds, insects, and fish; strolling through lush, dense parks; buying natural, unpretentious objects; ma...