A village on a hill,
Many flowers with dreams bloom,
They spend their whole lives,
Fulfill your destiny.
Life is very long,
But many people here,
I have never walked out of this mountain in my life
Here they cultivate the land and farm,
Facing the loess and back to the sky, my waist ached and my legs ached, and the cutting was slow.
But they still insisted on going step by step.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
