Swallow the day

Dajinguo Niejia Village. On the side of a mountain road in the south of the village, there are sprawling weeds everywhere. A thatched house is solitary in the corner, the roof is dilapidated, and a big dong is covered with branches. Among the hut, uttered a groan the y- the n-, followed by a choking sound of whining, it seems that someone in his mouth was stuffed something painful voice was not heard.