What I'm talking about here is actually the youth of Taipei, our youth. -Zhang Dachun. My old Taipei doesn't have a fixed time coordinate, it's right there. Next to the public phone booth at Lane 116, Liaoning Street, outside the camera shop on Boai Road, Hanzhong Street, at Anhe Road, Maitian Coffee, when everyone dreams. There are only fragments of memory left in Li Zai, but I can hardly forget my old Taipei story. After Listening to Father, Zhang Dachun's affectionate prose for 17 years after his Listening to Father. ...
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What I'm talking about here is actually the youth of Taipei, our youth. -Zhang Dachun. My old Taipei doesn't have a fixed time coordinate, it's right there. Next to the public phone booth at Lane 116, Liaoning Street, outside the camera shop on Boai Road, Hanzhong Street, at Anhe Road, Maitian Coffee, when everyone dreams. There are only fragments of memory left in Li Zai, but I can hardly forget my old Taipei story. After Listening to Father, Zhang Dachun's affectionate prose for 17 years after his Listening to Father. This book explains the migration, drift, and settlement of a generation from the family. The feeling of seeing Taipei as home.
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