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The first rays of morning sunlight slowly climbed over the distant Da Shan peaks, shining down on Feren's farmland. This land was his hope, the witness to his hard work. The rain from last night provided the necessary moisture to the soil, but also brought some troubles. The soil became wet and somewhat slippery, and Feren knew he had to hurry and prepare the farmland before the sun rose high to ensure the crops' growth.
Feren picked up his hoe and stepped into the muddy land. With each step, he could feel the soil responding to his footsteps, warm and somewhat slippery. He enjoyed this feeling, as it made him feel connected to the earth, sensing the rhythm of life.
He began to focus on carefully organizing the soil, ensuring that every piece of land was loosened and every puddle was cleared. He lowered his head and diligently dug with a hoe, each movement precise and powerful. The sweat dripping from his forehead rolled into the soil, as if it were his dedication to the land and his effort for life.
As the sun rose higher, Feren's back was already soaked with sweat. He stopped to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looking at the land he had already organized, feeling somewhat satisfied. But he knew he couldn't stop yet; the hardships of life didn't allow him any slack.
He mentioned hoe again and continued his farming work. Although it was hard work, he enjoyed the feeling. He liked watching the seeds slowly sprout under his care, and seeing the fruits gradually ripen under the sun's rays. This was his hope, his expectation for the future.
Feren occasionally looked up at the sky, watching the sun rise higher and higher. He knew that the sun would be scorching in the afternoon, and he hoped to find some shade to rest and replenish his energy.
Satisfied with the almost completed farmland, he then turned and walked towards the pigsty. The pigsty was located in one corner of the farmland, and although the environment was simple, it was very clean. He pushed open the wooden door and entered the pigsty. Several robust Terra Pigs were being leisurely fed on their feed.
The Terra Pigs were brought by colonists from Terra Galaxy over a hundred years ago. Not only were they of great size, but their growth rate was also astonishing. Feren walked to the center of the pigsty, watching them contentedly munching on their feed, feeling a strange sense of comfort. He carefully checked the health of each Terra Pigs, ensuring that they were not sick or injured.
He walked up to a young Terral Pig and looked at the small protrusion in the center of its forehead. This was a distinctive feature of Terra Pigs, a peculiar and interesting biological marker. He gently touched the protrusion on its forehead, feeling its warm and powerful breath.
Feren noticed that one of the Terra Pigs in the pigsty was behaving somewhat unusually. It was lying lazily in the corner, in stark contrast to the other Terra Pigs eagerly feeding. He walked over, crouched down, and observed it carefully. Its eyes seemed somewhat dull, and it showed no interest in eating or moving.
He gently touched its head, trying to sense its condition. He always had a special affection for his Terra Pigs, considering them as friends rather than just possessions.
He softly said to it, "What's wrong, little one? Don't you want to eat something?" His voice was gentle and loving, as if comforting an old friend.
He saw Terra Pigs slowly raise its head, as if responding to his question. Feren felt that there was some anticipation and need in Terra Pigs' eyes, perhaps it just needed a little care and comfort.
Feren picked up some fresh feed and gently placed it near its mouth. Terra Pigs hesitated for a moment, but eventually started eating some. Feren watched as it slowly regained some spirit, and couldn't help but smile.
He knew that although life was difficult, as long as there was love and care, life could continue to move forward. He patted the head of the Terra Pigs and then stood up, ready to continue his farming work. However, he decided to come back from time to time to check on the Terra Pigs and ensure that it could recover its health.
As Feren walked towards the exit of the pigsty, preparing to close the wooden door, suddenly a medium-sized but seemingly irritable Terra Pigs instantly squeezed out from the door crack. He didn't have time to react, only feeling a powerful force hitting him, causing him to lose his balance and fall heavily onto the muddy ground.
Terra Pigs excitedly, its voice seemed to be filled with the joy of release. Feren, although caught off guard by the impact, quickly got up and watched Terra Pigs running and playing on the vast farmland, unable to help but smile.
Feren knew that for these animals, who had been trapped in confined spaces for a long time, feeling the freedom and fresh air was truly a delightful experience for them. He didn't want to disturb their happiness, so he decided to bring it back to the pigsty later.
He wiped off the dirt from his body and smiled as he watched the Terra Pigs running on the farmland. Although it had a somewhat irritable temperament, Feren could understand its desire for freedom and joy.
As the sun continued to rise, casting golden sunlight on the farmland and the joyful running figures of Terra Pigs, Feren felt a warm feeling in his heart. He knew that every day of hard work was for the better life of his farmland and animals. He loved this land and the days spent with these animals, even though life occasionally brought some small clashes and surprises. But that's what makes life interesting and beautiful.
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