A Day in the Mountain Village You always want to jest us. Come, please be seated by me. Let’s together dispel the loneliness and blues. The scenery here is shabby and swarthy In the courtyard built by black mud, stand just two pitiful saplings. One of them is only waiting for the north wind to bury it underground. This is all— a wife and two kids a door and a dog There is no thinking and no planning no struggling no epidemic too. At the gate, an old farmer is holding a cigarette in his mouth smiling simple-mindedly ……
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