"When did I suffer such a severe injury?
My body is so weak that I can hardly walk…
I definitely have never been here before, otherwise, I would certainly remember."
Looking at the lush forests and bamboo, the falling blossoms, and the scene of thatched cottages and small bridges over streams.
Zhou Ping'an felt a sense of calm within his soul.
Not far away, a few little girls with braided pigtails were kicking shuttlecocks around.
Their giggling laughter entered his ears, sounding very pleasant.
Farther away, seven or eight dirty-faced little boys were running around, chasing each other, apparently playing some sort of military game.
A few local dogs happily followed behind the kids, barking from time to time.
This frightened the old hens by the roadside, making them squawk and flap their wings in a panic, hastily fleeing.
In front of the neatly arranged mudbrick cottages in the village, there was a lush green patch, and in the fields, an old ox mooed long and loud…
