The village after the artillery fire, the door panel penetrated by the bullets, the home is opaque, the surviving people the song of hatred sung by the young children in the orphanage, and the moment of the song, the quiet applause of the religious song, the people in the church praying for their relatives to rest on the wall outside the church Witness the gunfire just extinguished, holding three red flowers in her hand, she wandered among the tombstones and whispered "I can't find him." The bird on the barrel of a cat that can't bark. Desire for peace against war death and victory anger and joy? Fear, confusion, numbness, like the abyss of the protagonist’s eyes, swallowing every heart under the haze. The politicians only heard one sentence: "The land belongs to the residents who live here."
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