In spring and autumn, across the land, in the countryside, by the stream.
The setting sun is shining, and mulberry trees surround the bank. A beautiful silhouette on the gauze water is no longer light, and the mood is broken and lazy. After finishing his work, he got up to return home, only to find that his back was rickety, like an old moon staggering around.
At dusk, the beauty is still there, but her youth is hard to come back. Looking at that thatched hut, the slave is about to die. He has to stay close to the world, and his remaining life is enough!
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