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The dense, golden-yellow rice rings bend the rice plants down towards the ground even though the yellow rice plants are more. There was some green grass, but it couldn't cover the ground and let the sun burn the soil dry and cracked. Small sparrows. Fly pecks and bites the ears of rice. It flew and disappeared in the grove near the rice fields. The sun slowly dimmed. Soon it was shady. The cool wind from the edge of the field began to blow into the yellow fields.