Last night, the research team had an extremely difficult meeting. Our research encountered a bottleneck, which is about life and death, about the honor of the whole practice team in school, and about the key moment affecting Meng Village’s education.. However, this morning, as time went by, the problem seemed to be solved. We regained confidence, straightened our mentality and continued to follow Meng Xiao’s education research path.. In the afternoon, looking at the high sun, I decided to go out for research. 2 p.m. 30. Assemble the team members, equip them, and a Daniel, and we will set out immediately. Most of the villagers in Mengcun are hospitable and very cooperative with our work. Some uncles and aunts also said they could not read, so they gave up filling out the questionnaire.. Several of them warmly entertained us, lit up our numbers, and moved out small stools from the house while they were sitting, feeling somewhat grateful.. After walking a few distances, it was 5. 00. We met a craftsman lurking in the village. His black fingernail covers are the accumulation of years of hard work all the year round. His dark complexion and deep wrinkles tell us about the occurrence of working days.. As a matter of fact, he is a craftsman who makes murals with cement, and the whole village takes this craft as his trade. Looking at the peacock floating on the wall outside his house, the dragon glowering with pearls and competing with males, the sacred deer running in the mountains, as if in the mountain and sea sutras, myths and legends, they were witnessing the wonder of heaven and earth and the divine show of creation.. What can we do?? Deep admiration, coupled with a faint Leng Qing, estimated that the last craftsman in the village will die in the loess with the years. The old man’s self-satisfied expression was a little bit of regret, but he watched us go. I really hope that society can do something to them, even if it is useless.