only in this mountain

Following the advice of my friends, I went to the countryside to enjoy early retirement. I didn’t expect to have the ability to understand the speech of animals. Although I can only understand one-sidedly and cannot communicate directly, my life is also flowing with laughter and tears... Excerpt: The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the land, and the evening wind at the end of October took away the last sliver of warmth. The river with its back facing the setting sun had numb limbs due to keeping one foot on the bench for too long. I was sweating a little.From a distance, I don't know what he is doing, but when I get closer, I can hear him chattering intermittently: "Why do you make me feel that I am the kind of guy who is full of benevolence and morality, but actually has a human face and animal heart..." mixed The chicken crowed: "Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo." "Life is also death and death is also life, life and death have to change and reincarnation, I understand these, but you really don't have to be so desperate Persuade me..." "Cuckoo, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck." "I know, I know, no matter whether you die early or late, there is always a death, and death is a good death, a good death..." "Cuckoo, cluck Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo!" "Who knows how many hearts and tears there are in the chicken on the plate, well, don't talk about it anymore, I promise you, I will take care of your affairs well, don't throw away the chicken head and chicken butt, just do the chicken feathers." Become a feather duster!" "Cuckoo..." "Why are you crying again, isn't that what you said about death? You can still go to see your first love after you die..." "Cuckoo!" "What, You said you still have a wife and children?"