Prophecy
With no more seeds, the father accepted the gift of his young son Together with his son with milk teeth, he planted a fried melon seed

With no more seeds, the father accepted the gift of his young son
Together with his son with milk teeth, he planted a fried melon seed
The father also went to the ground from time to time to weed: "It's just about to sprout."
He answered his son's inquiry in this way. The spring rain also comes on time to water
The rain with a little coolness seeps into the very deep underground
The descendants of the cuckoo, for several generations
no longer chirp. But that doesn't stop them from reproducing
Since he had to wait for the seeds to germinate, my father had to stay in the
the abandoned village. Because of this father's piety
everyone admired him and everyone followed his example
The cuckoo has long been extinct and the spring rains are still pouring on time
with a bit of cool rain, seeping deep into the ground
We know that we only need to wait a little longer and it will sprout


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