
Weeds Growing Wildly
by Dong Libo
About This Novel
Erbao is seven years old this year. He can't stay at home or sit on the stool. Whenever he has free time, he wants to run out. He couldn't run very far. At most he could run to the desert in the west, the wasteland in the south, or the reservoir in the east. There is no need to go far, there is not enough for Erbao to play in these places. This place is also strange, no matter which direction you go, there is a road. There are many roads, too many to count. Some are thin, as thin as a thin rope, and some are thick, as thick as a thick rope. Few of these roads have been built. The path of thin rope is made by stepping on it. The road is made of thick ropes, made by wheels. The road in the wilderness is like this. If you walk on the road for a long time, you will find that no matter whether it is a big road or a small road, there is a kind of grass growing on both sides of the road. It is thin and straight, never growing at an angle, and can grow to more than one meter.
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