Under the Beautiful Sky
by Yang Hong
About This Novel
Earlier, we were at the southeast end of Zhuoma Village. There was a dirt road leading out of the village. The dirt road is about two or three oxcarts wide. From the entrance of the village, it looks like a huge snake twisting and turning and lying across the field. On a sunny day, the dust on the dirt road is more than half a foot thick, and when people walk, they leave deep footprints. As the car drove away, a puff of smoke and dust rose up from behind, and the car was covered with fog. The oxen, donkeys, horses, and cartwheels in front of the cart looked earthy and fishy as soon as they came out, like billets entering the kiln. As soon as the walking tractor passed by, it looked earthy and fake, like a mold. Afraid of rain. Light rain can be enough to wet a layer of skin. As soon as I stepped on the muddy footprints, I saw red and yellow dry soil. There are many red and yellow footprints like spots. At first glance, the road looks more like a fat spotted snake.
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