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The weather is getting colder. Xiao Liuzi disagrees with Yue Qin leaving, saying that he and Xiao Xia can repay the foreign debts, but Yue Qin has decided to leave. The day I left was cloudy and windy. On the way to the train station, a cold wind blew by. The leaves on the locust trees on the roadside were like travelers who had completed their tasks and were rushing home. They flew away in groups in the wind. When they got on the train, the car bell rang, and watching Xiao Liuzi and Xiao Xia gradually retreat, Yue Qin suddenly thought of an unrelated question, is it frosty? Leave it down, otherwise the leaves will fall like this? Then she suddenly realized that today was her fifty-fifth birthday.

On a spring morning, Ma Liu carried a load of dung to the fields with a worn-out straw hat on his head. He has developed a habit over the years of never going to the ground empty-handed, so carrying manure with him is as natural to him as eating and sleeping. However, Ma Liu was getting old, and he could no longer carry a full load. The two buckets were still a little short of full. He slowly walked into the fields with a dissatisfied load of dung, feeling the spring in Shangwang Village. The ground is getting warmer, and the iron-gray dead grass that has been nesting on the roadside for the whole winter is glowing brightly like a person taking off a cotton coat. Leaves as big as copper coins bloom on the trees, like a girl putting on her new clothes for another year. A turtledove sat on a tung tree, cooing, and in the distance, the echo of its companion came from another tree. Sparrows and gray birds chatter, and magpies always pick the tallest tree on the top of the mountain, as if that tree is its watchtower.

Liu Ailing is originally from Dezhou, Shandong, and now lives in Weihai. Deputy editor-in-chief of "Weihai Literature" newspaper. Member of Shandong Writers Association. In 2011, he participated in the 7th Advanced Research Class for Writers of Shandong Writers Association. He has written the novel "One Eyed World", and his short and medium stories have been published in publications such as "Mountain Flowers", "Fangcao", "Qingdao Literature" and "Contemporary Novels", and have been highly recommended in "Mountain Flowers" and other publications. Yibai Qushui firmly believes that nothing can be done more than three times! Countryside people have to spend their whole lives busy with three trivial matters such as weddings, funerals, and growing crops, so that they can live a meaningful life. He often rubbed his bald head and thought that in the three months left of his life, "mourning" was as important as his life.