Wandering in the Late Ming Dynasty

In the early years of Chongzhen, there was a severe drought in Henan. There is no harvest in autumn and it is difficult to grow wheat. There is no green grass in the fields, and nine out of ten rooms are empty. There are those who have a bushel of rice worth five coins, and there are those who gather roots and leaves of grass to satisfy their hunger; There are husbands who abandon their wives and mothers who abandon their children; there are those who sell their children for less than a few meals. The old forehead has not yet been completed, but the new one has been urged; the new battle has just been completed, and the old one has fallen again; There are no barking dogs in the village, but they still knock on the door to urge people to call. There are cuckoos in the trees, which are full of the blood of whips. The land is yellow and red, the villages are almost deserted, the bones are white and green, and ghosts are often heard crying every night. The sound of wind and cranes can be heard in the ears, and the desolate color is everywhere in the eyes. Refugee rebels are rising up everywhere; general sentry Yang Chen is coming to patch up the sky...