We are the children and grandchildren of farmers who were transplanted to cities like leeks. I was 30 years old and tired when I returned to my hometown from London, only to realize that I was actually homeless. The young people in the village who were a little more vigorous had already left the country to make money in the city. Only the drunks were crying, and death was echoing. In this empty land, only the wind knows how many people committed suicide because they could not leave, and how many people who left became eternal foreigners.
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paperback. Etat : New. Language:Chinese.Paperback. Pub Date: 2021-08-01 Publisher: Henan Literature and Art Publishing House We are the children of farmers who are transplanted to the city like leeks. At the age of 30. tired. I returned to my hometown from London. only to realize that I have nothing. Home.?The young people in the village who were a little bit vigorous had already left the country to make money in the city. Only the drunks were crying. and death was reverberating.?In this empty land. only the wind k. N° de réf. du vendeur NW003473
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