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... as turning over the land, sweat oozing from his darkened forehead, falling on his cheeks and dripping on the dirt.
The man works in the field, and every swaying will make some sweat, and the **** will dig the sound of the earth and become the unique voice of this quiet place.
In the thatched cottage, an old woman with pale hair was holding a bamboo blue in her hand, and she came out with a handful of water. Her white hair was gray, her face was covered with wrinkles, her back was s ...
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