Wants to be a countryman. In the endless fields, the mercy of the sun kissing and comforting breeze, long hair flying, high-spirited to gallop in the fields on the stems. Or rice blossoms, the Washeng to listen to one, in the road turn Sitou of a clear insight into feelings of joy.
Can still be the city's animal. Is still used by vehicles carrying heavy traffic of people walk through in a hurry. There is no blue sky, no green, no it Xiandan frame of mind.
Finally In that cramped little depressed, when detonated, with a rare two days off. Packed up, I'm going to the most beautiful countryside, I want to be country people.
Take an overnight train to Quzhou, transfer cars to the information desk when Miss Wuyuan a good heart, reminded me to the next shower. Overcast days with the wind chaotic me. Think of where the traffic is really an atmosphere of panic.
Camphor gradually increased, just plug the seeding. Eyeful deeply shallow green. Not envisaged in the gold, dotted with rhododendrons in the mountains. It is sown between agricultural. Also calm down. Hear the Wind Sing, by a Friends of the words: foot watermelon rind, where is the slide where the bar. a quiet smile of the sun fell.
Bought map and return tickets, at the junction eating lunch, followed by shuttle bus to the Lee Valley.
Small bridges people, skinny horse trail west wind. Without the original the storm, Li Hang living water is a steady flow of passenger traffic brought about.
Transferred from the old house out the back door, seven Shui actually around 8 to a small garden without visitors.
Motor noise, a "big hats" loud and clear voice: "take're wrong. This is my home vegetable garden."
"You are to grow vegetables?" To see him a police uniform, I said with a smile.
"Leave more than four years, this is the first time back home, down hit you." He pushed the horse, "skinny horse," go home with joy, "straight away, could go out. If I remember correctly," .
"You do not want the family?" Huayichukou, they feel a bit sorry. This is the 'broken-hearted song man'?
"If you want go to, they will never come back." He Daomo mind, "A lot of people are out. Here only the elderly."
Is really the case, not good to disturb their happy reunion for these pictures of the sunny old house. I had to go Jiaci Tang Yu.
Is a motor with by the lane into the ancestral halls. Masamori bloom along Indus.
Mount the driver is the village people, give a lift home. He was very excited about the way that the hours swing swing-off the old camphor tree, grasping too cicada of the Indus, and even hand-planted pines and cypresses. "Now quit all these. Rare back rest Uta. "
Breaking up in a small alley, alone in the road along the quartzite path. A low wall Mao nets, in front of the elderly and children, kind-hearted smile. Shengjian ring of water, suddenly see the light at, water gurgling, Ancestral Hall is at hand. Inverted changed idea, but no matter whether.
Is to go toward the dawn onwards. The real destination is the IP source.
A half-hour walk on the mountain, the way most of the rape seed. With the wind dancing Department, laughed at the time I did not know.
The end is being pulled along in the minibus to the Lingjiao. And then get off is between the exposure to mountains.
Side of the road people had been treated several approved shooting photographer. See left photo, can be considered to compensate for the late to regret.
Hurry, overcast days, together. Qing source is will not go by. Heard, then, from the gravel road down the mountain, by ten-mile rape incense lead the way along Castle Peak terraces, people on the hidden among them. Occasionally there will be some planting of agricultural plowing The total for kindly guiding you. There are a few gathered in digging fern with children. so that they line up camera to see the first time they learn through the camera viewfinder to see if they are carefully brought a camera for my pictures of , the sub-elated "Swiss candy", I really laughed opened. you can breathe in the countryside freedom, freedom of wandering, the free to do what I aspire to countryman. There was indeed a matter of arrogant disregard.
Back to the dawn has since 17:00, the next mountain to go for two hours.
In the Plum Blossom Hotel stay there, met a single person with the same girl from Jiujiang. They hit it off and decided to play after dinner Interview with Xiao.
Courage to entertain the two girls and wife to kill the largest pockets of a carp. Just put onion ginger salt, steamed, has lost prospect of a fresh ocean. Ceratopteris wax meat, vegetables and tofu, it is simply the most comfortable a meal. brew a cup of local tea, heart Shuangqi clear.
The end of the rain the next. In my last one fishbone spit met when the beans big raindrops fall down.
Switch to umbrella all the way into the village, the sky is completely dark down. Old houses are hidden in the darkness of the. Precious few households have disclosed the dim lighting. Reminds us that the elderly will be closing down entirely go downstream. Listening to the guidance of water back to road, we decided to revisit tomorrow.
Xiao dogs barking in the wake at the crowing of a cock. Dawn mist in the breeze from the fields, again set foot on. Starting from the next dawn to go all the way into the sky gradually light, morning dew wet my hair. Fog lifted, and old houses of the white walls and gray tiles clear. smoke rises, people Shengjian long, the air is still a mixture of clear fragrance of grass and mud.
After breakfast is 7:00, and the night a friend good-bye, once again ready to take the truck down the north line of travel. Piaoyu the beginning.
Yan Creek Village and thinking are washed in the rain as the ink-wash painting as exceptionally clear. Meidong old house beside the quietly tell their own history with their own stories. We all look forward to lock its own prosperity. We all pray for Longevity well-being, we have waited many children Choi. every household have their own unique way to decorate their home, whether rich or poor, is new is old. home base is always, always harbor, always end-result is always the most important.
Originally thought that no more opportunities for Da-chuan, intends to Rainbow Bridge as a destination. But the town has just met to Tsinghua University to the arguments of the pits have been teachers and warbler. Regardless of啦, toss bag, I would like to Sheung.
Li Hang, such as the labyrinth of the old houses lined. Bluestone road, always find back to the in-situ. Bangshui is built, the village children accustomed to seeing tourists, the answer has been able to introduce skilled. And Lingjiao kids too different from the countryside . they are clean, clever, can be made, warm and thoughtful. They clearly know what you want to see what, want, though perhaps not understand the reason, can not affect their vivid stories. warbler has always been careful to remember throughout the name, allusions, arrival time, so undisciplined ashamed of my endless.
Towering walls of the old house is separated from the outside world. Alleys where no one remained quiet. Dragged into the number of wires and this is really alien to five centuries Jiuzai. Walking Among them, wet moss on the wall telling the history of it. on the thought of "Fellini's Roma". For those of us who stay a little while the lines hastily, of course, hope that old house always has its own character, so we have a memory of a share of tranquility. while the village people? Is upside down so that they do not turn made us abandon the ancestral home new home without appliances, do not enjoy the convenience of city people to enjoy? tourists breaking their calm, let them know that can rely on the old house to make money. Can the story bargaining, and the value is not low. It is sad Who? older people can go out of the house were out. not out of our visitors who like to find an equally profitable job. including children, these people will be have or entirely original simplicity do? side of the laments Renxinbugu, color is no longer. one side can not help but review this Who is at fault? in the countryside there is an unknown white flowers, the locals are called "pale blue", like the Rose as many thorns, it is difficult to pick. rarely seen elsewhere. move elsewhere difficult to survive. but regardless of severe cold and heat, each month the same way the purity of bloom-sized flowers, and old houses that were for a long time neighbor of the . Perhaps it is where the real occupants.
I do not countryman. Can not always be a true countryman. Antan heard, it needs what kind of wisdom and courage!
Walk streets, the teacher had arranged for me with the subject: The Hundred Years of meditation. He used a hundred years, only a few minutes the problem that I have overwhelmed the answer himself.
14:00, by the time to say farewell. Rain had stopped, the road can be very poor, no longer village car. In order to catch a five-point long-distance car, only had a teacher with the two parting, Chao Xiaolu went to Tsinghua University. According to the local people say, paths nearly half of the distance of 30 li, the fastest will be able to more than two hours. Fortunately, walking paths, although the way feet deep foot shallow, slippery and difficult to walk, but is absolutely the most beautiful countryside. along the water, on the Mountain Valley, passing through paddy fields, forest walk across the tea plantations, fragrance constant brisk pace also followed up.
2:30 Tin stems on the dash and enjoy the scenery along the way can not be stopped Antan.
3:00 mountain road Shiji down, then slip the.
3:30 Piaoqi the rain, dirt roads more slippery. Raoshan sliding bar.
4:00 rapeseed, the victory in sight of the smile, can already hear the sound of a motorcycle motor.
4:15 finally stopped Moldova straight Wuyuan.
Five minutes by car bought dinner, lying on the seat. Wipe shoes covered with mud pants. Again, glad that they are good luck, and has once again proven itself time and never want to go to war can not be put down step by step life.
As early as want to come back to write a piece called "a person's Wuyuan", but finally changed the subject. Wuyuan not alone any person, I was only passer-by in a very inconspicuous. Farther and farther down, and wait and see how it is in this precarious the development of strike.
Author: wangnana2000
