When the sun carefully tears a hole in the gray clouds and looks at it with beautiful eyes, everything deep in the mountains is pure, natural and beautiful except for the barrenness.
There were clouds before, but now they have turned into clouds as white as cotton, clean and white. Save the fragrance of sunshine.
Two children were sitting on a field edge covered with weeds.
"Sister, when do you think mother will come back to see us?
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"Well, it should be, it should be soon!" The girl looked up at the blue sky, pursed her lips happily, and smiled.