Light mist around, Toyama hazy. In the drizzling rain came a farmer, he was carrying plow, holding cattle, slowly walking forward. "A year's season is the Spring", a busy farming in the rural ancient like a bloodline, never stops. When the spring is an old ox San Man's footprints tread wake up, agriculture will be covered with a shallow bars of each village.
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