The little girl stared at the 20-30 Burmese men as they left, until they disappeared before her eyes.
Except for the little girl, the rest of the group of children just kept crying.
Some of the children were fine. They just stood there and threw their heads up into the sky, crying and howling.
Usually, when they came to a strange place, disobedient children were like a group of tadpoles looking for their mothers. As long as they were placed in a spacious place, they would run around.
There were fifty children, both male and female. They were like tadpoles looking for their mothers. They ran wildly from east to west and north to north. As they ran, they raised their heads to the sky and screamed like headless flies.
One of the fastest children had already arrived at the shore of the island and was madly rushing into the sea.
“I want to find my mother! Bring me home! I want to find my father! Wa-wa-wa! Wu-wu! I...”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
