The lives of rural people are varied
My hometown has a family, when I was young, the scenery was infinite, in the seventies and eighties, every rain in the village was cement roads, tile houses, all donkeys or horses riding cars to walk relatives, he was transferred to work on the railway, the welfare treatment was particularly good, every time he drove the military car of the army home, he came home once he was pulling a bunch of food, all of which we had never seen, and he was very envious. He had a son and a daughter, and when his son died of illness at the age of thirty, his daughter-in-law remarried, leaving behind a granddaughter. Later, after he retired, he fell seriously ill again, and then he was paralyzed in bed for ten years, relying on his wife to take care of him, his only daughter married into the village next door to us, and his son-in-law was in a car accident, leaving two sons! Now the old lady and he have both died, he is a typical middle-aged man who lost his son, life is impermanent, and the family has withered away! In fact, life does not have to pursue unlimited scenery, just seek fine water and long flow slowly!