The process of the rural hill where the old “little house” lives turning into a city is captured calmly and objectively rather than by inserting the author’s subjective voice, making it all the more persuasive.
The spiral-shaped sentences are also combined with the picture to maximize the aesthetic effect.
It inspires a spirit of eco-friendliness and teaches knowledge about the development of wheeled vehicles.

After the couple discovered that the house was their grandmother's, they went to a moving company to see if they could move the small house.
The moving company people looked at the small house carefully and said.
Of course.
This is a really nice house.
'It's a very well-built house, so we can move it anywhere.' The movers used a crane to lift the small house and place it on a raised platform.
Traffic was backed up for hours as the tiny house moved very slowly through the city.

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The windows and shutters were also neatly repaired, and the exterior walls were painted a pretty pink color like in the old days.
The little house has been smiling happily ever since it moved up this hill.
Now, even if I do it again, I can see the moon and stars.
Now I could see spring coming again, summer coming, fall coming, and winter coming.
The little house was now inhabited again and cared for by people.
The windows and shutters were also neatly repaired, and the exterior walls were painted a pretty pink color like in the old days.
The little house has been smiling happily ever since it moved up this hill.
Now, even if I do it again, I can see the moon and stars.
Now I could see spring coming again, summer coming, fall coming, and winter coming.
The little house was now inhabited again and cared for by people.

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42∼43

The roads were constantly expanding, and the villages were being divided into pieces.

More houses and bigger houses… … apartments and townhouses… … schools… … shops… …
And garages filled the entire land, tightly surrounding the small house.
No one wanted to live in a small house anymore, and no one cared for a small house.
The small house was a beggar who could not be sold even for gold and silver, so he just watched quietly.
The roads were constantly expanding, and the villages were being divided into pieces.

More houses and bigger houses… … apartments and townhouses… … schools… … shops… …
And garages filled the entire land, tightly surrounding the small house.
No one wanted to live in a small house anymore, and no one cared for a small house.
The small house was a beggar who could not be sold even for gold and silver, so he just watched quietly.

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22