Tokyo, Amamiya-San, the Cherry Blossoms in My Hometown Are Blooming

I know that this village is as desolate as falling cherry blossoms, and every household is there. The second son in her family died, and the eldest son was killed in battle. Who can escape the punishment of God? In 1Q45, after the war, in a village on the outskirts of Tokyo, all men died, and women and children lived a hard life with endless misery. The moonlight is bright, the mountains on all sides are giant gods who protect orphans and widowed mothers, the sun is shining brightly, and the hundreds of acres of fields are the grain basins for widows, wives and weak children to survive. Looking around the village, everything is dilapidated. Looking back at the fields and hills, all the farmers are in white. In the past, people outside the village said that this place was a paradise. Now, people outside the village said that this place was a purgatory on earth. It is said in the world that the sky will never stop people's path - that is the true end of the road. At noon that day, a charming boy walked out of the village and stood on the muddy gravel road. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his hands were used as trumpets: "Aunts, sisters, sisters, you have worked hard, it's time to eat!"