When Qiu Sheng got old, he always thought about what it would be like if he and Hae Shi went to college together that year. The land in his hometown has long been desolate, the 28-meter pole has rusted, and the grandchildren are about to grow up. Qiu Sheng was lying on the rocking chair, and the mid-afternoon sun was faintly resting on his body. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he had returned to that afternoon more than fifty years ago.
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