第一百零七篇第一百零七篇Story One Hundred and Seven

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Story One Hundred and Seven · Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio

Yu Jiang

A line drawing in the manner of a late-Qing lithographed edition: on a still night in a sorghum field, a young farm boy in a topknot and patched coarse clothes lies on his side in the grass with his eyes shut, pretending to sleep, while a lean wolf bends its head to sniff him and sweeps its tail across his forehead; a pair of worn old shoes lies by his head, and a dry stone well, a field path and a pale moon appear in the distance.

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