There was another heavy rain in the afternoon, there was too much rain this year, I called home, my mother was secretly crying, the corn at home was all flooded, it can be said that there was no harvest, but fortunately, it was not our village, the neighboring villages were also all, in short, I wanted to cry without tears.

Farmers, always rely on the sky to eat, this year, God wants to force people to die! Black July, hurry up! I'm really not in the mood to code, so be it! May everyone be well!! )