100 years ago, Dafu Yu wrote this when he studied abroad in Japan. A lot of things changed in this 100 years. Japan lost in wwii; china was founded as a nation by ccp; more chinese people studied abroad than ever after 100 years. However, the confusion of youth, the feeling of loneliness and the aspiration for monther country to be strong stay the same, and they will still go on.
Dafu Yu is the first few who wrote short stories in modern chinese, not tradional one. He did a good job on this. The stories possess a taste of Japanese pessimism.
I read this one. And the scent of spring kept coming to me.
Spring night, nothing to do, wandering in his small town, don't wanna go home until the dawn comes.
It is not love between them, there is no tempt and surrender, it is the minimal care and hospitality between two young adults. Sometimes, they tried to understand each other, more the time, they just share a living and the sense of living together.