On the edge of the city, there is a dilapidated little house where Lao Guo's family lives.
Lao Guo is a thin old man. Time has carved deep wrinkles on his face, like rocks eroded by wind and rain.
His wife, Lao Sui, is slightly hunched, but her eyes still sparkle with determination.
Although their lives are difficult, their spirits are as strong as iron.
In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the window frame of the cottage, Lao Guo has already gotten up and prepared for a day's work.
He walked on the path in the field, holding a worn-out hoe, leaving behind deep footprints and traces of sweat.
Although the land was barren, he never gave up, because he knew that only through his own efforts could he gain hope in life.
Lao Sui was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the family.
She cooked a pot of porridge in an old pot. Although it was simple, it was full of the taste of home.
The children sat around the table, and although the food in front of them was simple, they ate it with relish.
They know this might be their biggest meal of the day.
In the afternoon, with the sun shining brightly, Lao Guo was still working in the fields.
His figure looks particularly lonely in the sun, but he remains tenacious and unafraid of difficulties.
The children were playing in the creek in front of the house, their laughter echoing in the air, reflecting their yearning and expectation for life.
In the evening, when darkness falls, the lights in the cabin appear particularly bright.
Old Sui was mending worn clothes under the lamp. Although her eyes were tired, her hands were still quick and skillful.
This is their life, although difficult, it is full of love and hope.
Of course, it is also accompanied by despair and pain.
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