Seems to have forgotten everything.
That remote mountain village
The backyard where chickens crow and dogs jump.
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My hometown is the most beautiful in the rainy season.
Eyes are full of deep and shallow green.
In the distance are green seedlings and cotton fields.
Nearby are thick and faint leaves of fruits and vegetables.
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Summer heat transpiration
Abundant rain
Everything in hometown has a face every day.
There are all kinds of birds chasing in the field.
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Annual rainy season
The family always sits around the dining table.
While listening to grandpa's story, I picked up beans for next year.
He will be the Red Chamber and the Three Kingdoms.
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Everything in my hometown is so kind.
Mother is carrying a small bamboo basket.
Walking on the edge of melon and fruit with deep fog.
Step on clear footprints.
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I really want to put everything in my hand down.
Just go back to your hometown.
Take care of those crops yourself.
Watching them change day by day.
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My hometown, I can't seem to go back.
There are no relatives there.
Time flies and the years change.
All the old faces went that way.