Going Against The Ordinary

Not good. Poor writing and so many errors it makes my head hurt.

It's a really good book.

Or was I mistaking him for another person?

White, white, white, I said, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, my vocabulary was poor. After staring a little at her, I wished only to skim her breasts, her little pink nipples, but I had not yet learned how to ask for things. I would not dare to take a step without her consent, as Yue being a lover of discipline. In the first classes, I was thirsty because I spoke water, water, water, water, without speaking the prosody correctly. One day, she brought a batch of pumpkin buns into the room, smoked them under my nose and threw them all away, because I could not name them.