When I woke up from a dream, it was Daiwa Rusu in the south of the Yangtze River, and the swallow was low.

I am a thirteen-year-old girl from an ordinary peasant family, and being able to speak is what I care about the most and am the happiest.

I spent some time with Daddy and Auntie, and I made many new discoveries about ancient times. For example, most of the scenes in those TV series in which the princess of Allure shocked the world at every turn are fake.

I don't even know the name of the current emperor, and nothing else will reach my ears.

Every day, he raises silkworms and weaves cloth with his mother, and burns firewood and cooks rice for his father, who has been farming for a day. The days are always busy.

I also discovered my stupidity, weaving always broke the silk thread, and even if it was done, it was really unacceptable, but fortunately, my skills were constantly improving.

Although I am busy with small things every day, I have a fulfilling and simple life. My mentality is also the same as before, I love to talk and laugh.

As the poem says, I threw away all my yesterday in one morning, and my steps became lighter.

It is a pity that life is barely self-sufficient, only food and clothing, and I dare not ask for any poetry, calligraphy and painting. Without poetry books, I always feel empty in my heart.

Sometimes I come to recruit soldiers, but I came here to see a government recruitment. Now I think that those words that kill ordinary people at every turn are really hateful.

It is from the grassroots that I have learned to have compassion for the grassroots.

But the days are still long, who knows, what tomorrow will be like, just follow your heart.

The second boy, whose name is Sun Fu, is the child of a relatively wealthy family in the village. Also a good friend of mine here.

When life is difficult, he will always come to help me quietly.

He was very nice to me, but he was only twelve years old after all, and he was always my little henchman.

I met him that day, I followed the grandmothers in the village to the mountains to pick tea leaves, and when I returned home in the evening, I saw him walking in circles on the path halfway up the mountain.

So I broke away from the great group of grandmothers and went to find him. He should be lost, but if he directly said to a big boy and let him follow this girl, it would seem too indifferent to him.

I just pretended to be stupid, "Hey, did you find something good and you didn't want to leave, or are you catching rabbits here?" ”

He heard me call him, and he went down the steps I had given him, "Yes, I saw a rabbit here just now, and now I can't find it!" He hid his nervousness and exaggerated in an affirmative tone.

As soon as I heard it, I knew he was lying, little hairy boy~

"Since you can't find it, then you can go back with me," I said to him.

That night, I managed to escort him home.

Maybe I protected his machismo and didn't expose him, otherwise how could he be the child king of the village?

After that, he was very kind to me, and I treated him very well.

We often climbed all the reeds and rivers worth going to when we had free time, and watched the sunset, and the round egg yolk hung down on the horizon, and I leaned on him.

"Ever wondered what you're going to do in the future?" I asked him.

"I think, go to the martial arts hall and learn martial arts. It's a very powerful kind, and it's invincible all over the world! He said wistfully.

"That's great, then no one will dare to bully me, if someone comes to bully me, I'll come to you!" I moved my body leaning on his shoulder, closer to him.

"But how are we going to get to the city, and when should we go?" He asked me.

"Whatever you want, whatever you want." I say.

He nodded slightly, and the half-round yolk sank into the river, and the moon, climbed up the willow tops.

There is a private school in the neighboring village, which brings together relatively wealthy boys from ten miles and eight villages, and I am a poor girl.

But I happened to run into this private school gentleman.