Shepherd

About This Novel

Zhang Guozi is dead. The wind blew in his white hair. He sits calmly on the stone slab like a ripe fruit. The sheep didn't notice anything strange and continued to eat grass. Zhang Guozi is indeed dead. But he felt like he wasn't dead. He stood up from the stone slab. The air was neither cold nor hot, and the grass under his feet was extremely fresh. When he looked up, sheep all over the mountains and fields appeared in his sight. He stamped his feet, lowered his head and looked at the grass again. He felt that it was spring grass, and there were some red petals standing on the tips of the flowering grass. The dew on the grass blades told him that it was a spring morning.

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