Year, Month, Day

What will it be like if there is only one person and one seed in the world? The once-in-historical drought hit, all the people in the village left, leaving only the old master, a blind dog and the only maize seedling left. The sunlight is so poisonous that it can weigh the weight of the light. How can one person and one dog guard a little hope of survival? In the repeated cycles of years, months and days, the harder the sun is, the more powerful life is. Life is like walking in a long night. I believe that those who are sincerely waiting will eventually see the ray of light.