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Elderly widows make up the majority of a small mountain village. There have been no newborns in the village for almost five years. Even those couples who go out to work have not heard of any happy news. In this beautiful village, strange things have happened one after another in recent years. In order to bring peace to the village, the old village chief paid a high price to invite Taoist priests to perform the ritual. After the Taoist priest came to the village, the village became much peaceful. But not long after, the village began to feel uneasy again. This made everyone panic. At this time, a group of monks came to the village. The leading monk said to everyone: If the elderly in the village who are over 100 years old do not leave, there will be no more newborns in the village. This makes the old village chief embarrassed.

Miss you, spring breeze ten miles away I miss you, Jiangnan is full of spring Love you, peach blossoms all over the slope ? Poetry is a butterfly that refuses to grow old moment by moment. Flowers bloom for butterflies, and butterflies are intoxicated by flowers. ? Flowers feel like butterflies' past lives Butterfly says it's just an old person of flowers Delicate hands caressing the thin poems I am filled with lovesickness all over the south of the Yangtze River ? Walking on the streets of Jiangnan every day, Reading ancient poems. Watching the sun rise and the moon set, There is always a touch of leisurely sadness. The leisurely sorrow fell into the sound of water. Like smoke, floating in the rain, like fog. It's hazy, as if there is nothing there, and it's hard to get rid of it. ? ?