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Ever since they contracted the cotton field next to the sandbags, no matter what their mood, people like to climb on the sandbags. Sitting on the sandbag, he felt much closer to the sky, which also made him feel much taller. Even on those days when the white clouds hung low after the rain, he wanted to reach out and touch those cotton-like clouds, grab them one by one, and spread them with sandbags all over his red brick courtyard. But in fact, he was still far, far away from those low, cotton-like clouds. When he understands this, he will be very depressed and feel very small. Qiaoling once said to him, when you were sitting on that sandbag, when I looked at you in the field, you looked like an ant.