Rain, dripping, walking in the rain, looks chilly. I walked alone on this muddy country road with grave-sweeping sacrifices, and the rain wet my clothes. I feel extremely sad and even colder when I think of my relatives in heaven. I met several people in a hurry. Like me, their faces are full of sadness.
Walking, so tired. It's getting dark I want to find a restaurant to rest. Seeing a shepherd boy eating grass there, he went over and asked, "Son, where is the nearest restaurant?"
The shepherd boy leaned down, glanced at me, raised his right hand and pointed to the front and said, "Guest, the nearest restaurant is Xinghua Village in front!" " "