Shouzhudaichan
Day,a farmer in the Song of state-owned farmland.
Suddenly,he saw a rabbit running low may also fly over,a collision in the trunk,a broken neck,was pharyngeal gas.
Energy costs do not select the rabbits,and my heart very happy.
From then on,he is no longer the land,adhere這顆trees all day,stay - and I look forward to picking a rabbit.
Exactly one year later,what has not waiting for the farmer.
Looking back to,but covered with weeds,a barren rock.He has become the laughing stock of Song.