A contemporary poem about land, written from the perspective of grandfather, father and son, is relatively short.

Maybe it's a bar in Cang Kejia

Children, take a bath in the soil/

Dad, sweating like a pig/

Grandpa, buried in the soil/

The fate cycle of three generations in this poem is inseparable from the land. The heavy and solidified land symbolizes the irreversible cycle of the fate of three generations.

I hope it helps you.