She used a key on a metal ring with a cute rubber Mickey Mouse and unlocked the door impatiently. As the door was pushed open, the inside was lit by a square of light with the same luminosity as the fi rst light in the east. In the shade of a far corner, there were farm tools lying or standing on the ground in disorder. In the shade of another corner, there were drawers fallen from a broken desk with long legs. On the desk were three clean boxes sealed with tape, and under it two buckets of hard coals next to some empty bottles scattered on the fl oor. Out of the shade were nearly full sacks of recycled paper, books, bottles, tins and the like. They were divided into six diff erent categories. Above them was a light-fi tting with a red wire stretching from behind the door to a wall on the same side. Diagonally, a faded green three-wheeler with rusty handlebars was half shaded. Beside it was an old blue bike belonging to Mei.