On the life planet "Sigui" in the northern hemisphere, it is springtime, and the earth is blanketed in green, brimming with vitality.
"Cough, cough."
An old man walked up the mountain, a fist-sized gourd hanging from his waist, carrying a hoe as he walked along the field.
He stood seven feet tall, and from his hunched back one could imagine how robust he must have been in his youth. Sadly, with age, his body had lost strength and appeared exceptionally shriveled.
"Er Gouzi, Er Gouzi!"
With a shout, a grey dog bolted from a wooden hut a hundred meters away, leaping over the fence and dashing towards the old man.
Wagging its tail, Er Gouzi approached, while the elderly man chuckled, "Today I caught a rabbit; after I eat the meat, you can gnaw on the bones."
Chopping wood to light a fire and cooking, each movement was familiar. A gentle breeze billowed the smoke as clouds shifted by, resting on a cool mat for half an hour passed quickly, ushering in the afternoon.
