From "Stories from the End of the World", I finally learned about the long-sought "Lu Huitou" and solved my long-term worries. I read this beautiful and moving legend over and over again. The "clear and beautiful, helpless and desolate" deer's gaze and the pair of eyes shining with the luster of life, they came from a distant place and penetrated Time and space have always entered our hearts, and this shocking power is undeniable. Whenever we are in a desperate situation, there will always be the beauty and pleasure of risking death and resurrecting, as well as the sudden realization of the meaning of life. If it is not the end of the world, not the cliff of death valley, and not life being pushed to the final boundary, then what is displayed in front of us is There won’t be such profound scenes. Throughout Hainan, from the Warring States Period to the present day, those historical fragments strongly attracted me, especially the female civilization in Hainan’s history that my husband talked about. Mrs. Xi and Huang Daopo brought prosperity to the entire Central Plains, as well as the three Song sisters who came out from here, all carrying the strong wave of Hainan, which is the pride of our women. Female civilization derived and promoted homeland civilization. Su Dongpo and Li Guang came with tears in their eyes, but they burst into laughter in the civilization of their homeland. Although Hai Rui and Qiu Jun left in high spirits, they could not let go of the civilization of their homeland here. After all, they were extremely happy and sad... Through Mr. Yu's The pen, after the dissolution and filtering of brain cells, allows us to understand Hainan with the thoughts and vision of a non-historian, and allows us to find the soul of Hainan. Hainan has become a yearning and pursuit for me. When I close my eyes, the sound of coconuts falling due to ripeness hits my heart, which further arouses my desire for coconut milk. I floated over and touched this, shook that, completely immersed in this surprise. After reading this story, I fell into a long-lasting taste, burying my head deeply in the pages of the book, as if smelling the fragrance of coconuts and the rich southern fruit platter, sucking greedily...