The sky is not clear, the crown chicken gathers and cries, and the farmer gets up in the morning to feed the pigs. When the family is finished, the grass is harvested to feed the old cattle, and the cattle swim idly on the ridge to shake their tails and gnaw the grass, and the smoke of the mountain is hidden from time to time.

The day is getting brighter, the village children also get up early, three or five groups drive the poultry to go to a few miles of fertile fields outside the land to look for insect food, I move to follow to avoid the fierce goose chasing, there are flowers swaying with the wind on the side of the mountain road, very beautiful and beautiful, the sound of vitality.

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