“What moves you about the longtang of Shanghai stems from the most mundane scenes: not the surging rush of clouds and rain, but something steadily accumulated over time. It is the excitement of cooking smoke and human vitality. Something is flowing through the longtang that is unpredictable yet entirely rational, small, not large, and trivial—but then even a castle can be made out of sand. It has nothing to do with things like “history,” not even “unofficial history”: we can only call it gossip.” HistoryGossipShanghaiTwentieth Century ShanghaiLongtang Book:The Song of Everlasting Sorrow: A Novel of Shanghai Source: The Song of Everlasting Sorrow: A Novel of Shanghai