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Today is already late January. The full moon in the sky has become only a small crescent, occasionally obscured by dark clouds, turning the entire earth pitch black.
Fu’an Village is quiet, the crow of roosters, the bark of dogs, the chirping of birds and insects, all have vanished.
No one asks why; everyone intuitively understands, cooperating with this tacit silence.
In the dry air, not a single breeze passes through, making the drought-stricken land even more harr ...
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