After driving ten minutes from the highway in the rural area of Yun Hua City, a lake and a hill could be seen.
There were cows on the hill. Some were strolling about while some went to the lake and drank. Some went straight ahead to rest under the shadow of the trees. They were so relaxed that they looked like the leaders in some state-owned enterprises.
Even when the workers sat in pickup trucks drove over fiercely, the cows looked at them lazily and did not even bother to move away.
"Lift them up!" The foreman in the pickup truck urged everyone to immediately set up the logs that were placed at the back of the truck to set up a bonfire. Then, they set up tents to block the wind and, within 15 minutes, a whole campsite was set up.
The foreman looked at the cows with malicious intent. He started to recite the poem with his hands behind his back, "Who dares to oppose me when I want to cross the road?"