imaginary land of joy and plenty (sim. Utopia, Cockaigne, Shangri-la)

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imaginary land of joy and plenty (sim. Utopia, Cockaigne, Shangri-la)

imaginary land of joy and plenty (sim. Utopia, Cockaigne, Shangri-la)

Author: Hegemony of the Heavenly Kingdom

Categories: unapologetic

Statuses: Updating

Cui Dali and I lived together in Panshui Hutong. My great-grandfather had gone to Guanwai to dig ginseng, and he worshipped Cui Dali's ancestor, Cui Laodao. Cui Dali told me all the legends about the two ancestors of Tianjin Wei. But Cui Dali speak often exaggerated, what "Huayang Palace misplaced thousands of miles of fire", what "pinch the Dragon Hill pinch dead Dou Zhanyong", said as if it were true. Until once, the stinky fish, Cui Dali and...

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