There used to be a poor village that could not afford to eat meat all the year round.

There used to be a village that was so poor that it couldn't afford to eat meat all the year round.

Three meals a day without rice, three days at both ends by digging wild vegetables to satisfy hunger.

Besides eating bark, I also eat grass roots and occasionally go thousands of miles away to catch a small Mao Mao fish for my children.

Thousands of miles away, the rivers dried up and there were few fish in them. It takes a long time to catch a small one and often comes back empty-handed.

Everyone in the village is as thin as a bone. Huang Chaotian eats every meal. Every day when the monk rings the bell,

People who starve to death fall on the side of the road every day. Alas, .......... is miserable and poor, with no clothes and no food.

Weather-beaten, isolated, hungry and cold, naked, drought and flood and other natural disasters, thousands of miles of bare land, nothing grows,

It's hard to describe the days of poverty in words ... I'm so hungry now.

Words can't be read clearly, and words can't be read completely. ........

Amitabha, benefactor, please be merciful and give it to me. Let me fill my stomach with a fly's leg and tell you. ........