There is a big locust tree in the village, and there is a little widow under the big locust tree. Everyone said that the little widow had a foxy face, but the little widow frowned: Alas, she is obviously a time-traveling girl who did not eat three meals a day after time-traveling.
There was a little bully in the village who came out from under the tree and said with a smile, "Little widow, little widow, why don't you follow the uncle back to the city, let you eat well and drink hot food, and give you countless money!"
The sun was shining brightly, and the little widow stamped her feet and stared, "Ah! Mr. Li is here!"
Mr. Li, who teaches, is wearing a white shirt and standing there erect.
The little widow's heart fluttered like a sparrow in early spring.