The dog was smiling at him.
He shouldn't have come back. I had a good time in the city, but I felt flustered and short of breath. I wanted to go back to Wuyuan Village (my hometown) to take a breather. The result? The dog at the entrance of the village chased his tail in circles, stopped to look at him, and his eyes were as clear as a living person. His father has also changed. He spends all day repairing tractors, and the new scratch on his hand is so red that it pierces the eyes.
In the middle of last night, he dreamed that he had become a wild dog, running lifelessly in the wasteland, as if something was chasing him from behind. Only when he woke up with a fright did he realize that his cheeks were so sore - it was as if in a dream, he had grinned and smiled all night...
Purpose: environmental protection, anti-PUA, anti-mechanization, criticism of "existential anxiety"