Ouyang Yu

Translated by Ouyang Yu I am Belgium's Zhang Ping. So are you swaying from side to side, we play saxophones together two tunes coming out of one brass wind strolling outside the window, like this snowy night as you said …

Translated by Ouyang Yu at five in the morning, i can hear pigs shrieking from across the river i can imagine how a sharp knife thrusts into the throat of a pig and how the hot blood shining with a …

Translated by Ouyang Yu in the elevator, four or five people greeted each other mechanically i was embarrassed they were all in their forties or fifties – even i, the youngest, was thirty-odd years of age my vicious eyes were …

Translated by Ouyang Yu one horse, two horses three four five six seven horses one horse the net-shaped horse the transparent horse from one empty door to another empty door the skin of the grass rubbing against the belly the …