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++++ Many years later, Ivan returned to this land again. It was no longer what it was back then. The houses collapsed and everything was in ruins. Only a sorghum field in the countryside still enthusiastically exuded the hope of life. Holding the fiery red ears in his hands, he finally understood the gentle gaze of the black-haired young man in his memory when he looked at this land.
++++ "Ivan, it is this motherly land that has raised us. Thousands of years have passed, and the animals have disappeared and never come back. The vegetation has decayed and grown again. Human beings have changed their clothes in countless dynasties, but the earth has always been the same. The earth has always seen all the changes in the world, but it still cherishes the children living on it, no matter how high or low they are."
++++ "Compared to what people say, this land is obviously more tolerant and equal. You and I are both members of the landlord class. Outsiders always say that we are born superior to others, but in fact? We are just parasites attached to the land and farmers. Therefore, I want to wash away this inertia and work diligently and religiously to survive like other children on the earth, even if it is just to pay off a little sin."
+++ "Ivan, we owe too much to this land and the people who live here. Our eyes are confused by too many trivial matters in the world. For the rest of my life, I just want to use them to see all the rice beams, no gold and silver, only green and yellow."
++++Ivan, a descendant of an old landowner who fled to the Northeast x Wang Yao, a descendant of a large local landowner
++++ There are rural elements, and there is Wang Yao, who is sick and weak. If you don't like it, don't spray it. Turn left for easy walking. Check the historical facts online. If there is any discrepancy, please give me some advice.
Intention: Human will and thought can be passed down forever. Even the most obscure theory may be enlightened at some moment and remain in the heart forever.