At 8 a.m the sun is already shining brightly. Elderly residents can be heard singing Hakka folk songs in the distance. There is a shyness in their voices, but also something of a child's pure attachment to the land.
清晨 8 點，天光早已大亮，遠處傳來老人們細微的客家山歌，帶點羞澀，卻有一種孩童般對土地的純真與依戀。