Lost Narrative Poetry

Yesterday I blocked the ground beams and backfilled with soil and stone powder. Today I have to hoe the ground to loosen the soil, water it, and compact it. Then I have to plow the entire construction site alone...

As a result, I haven’t come back until now, and I really only have one breath left (//Д//)...

——It will continue tomorrow...

——At the beginning, it was just watering...

——My mother said last night that you can take it easy these two days and asked me to rest more and not be too tired...

——Then before going to bed, she called again urgently, saying that she had heard from others that it would be better to plow the land once and then compact it, so she asked me to go out and plow the land in the next two days...

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