It’s all Chinese to me
Nov 24, 2021
2 minutes
Jason Goodwin
THE bonfires are burned out, the clocks have gone back and the lawn is covered in fallen leaves. Winter is coming and there’s an allegorical nip in the air. The season of mists and mellow fruitfulness has passed. The branches are gaunt and, to make things worse, the ash trees may not return in spring, breaking a time-old promise
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