, The Story of Abandoned Baby (Part One)
Persimmon
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My name is Persimmon, from the Novel Literature Network, "Superman咸 with Pickles" —— Pickles and Fish. I come from the great mountains,
I look very simple, or you could say, very rustic. It's my fate,
Because the environment in which I grew up was too serene and too isolated,
So
Everything about me is plain and unremarkable.
I have no edges, nothing special at all.
When someone steps on me,
I either don't feel anything,
Or I just crumble into a pile of mud.
Regarding cunning, strength, and scheming,
I have absolutely no ability to resist.
Therefore,
I fear being dragged into competition by others.
Since it was the great mountains that nurtured me,
Don't push me into the city.
I grew up in serenity,
Let me fade away in peace.
In the bustling city life,
With its dazzling colors, I can't find myself.
City life is too hard,
Mother, I want to go back to the mountains.
Father, teach me how to plow and farm.
God, why could my ancestors live like that,
But I cannot return to the past?