Chenzi's house faces the street, and a movie is being played at the intersection. After a hard day's work, the villagers also take advantage of the cool evening breeze to join in the fun with their horses and banana fans. The projector was like a tired old man, squeaking and turning with difficulty. There was a circle of curious children surrounding the pale lamp. A moth flew out of nowhere and crashed into the lampshade with all its might. As a result, an erratic shadow appeared on the gray screen. The wolf on the screen was opening its blood-red mouth to covet the thin sheep, and perhaps the crowd.
Conception: