Wuyuan has been praised as China's most beautiful countryside, which meant nothing to me, it's just my hometown, a vague distant yet nearby places.
Flexor calculation, from the last time back to Wuyuan has been ten years, yet the beauty of Wuyuan has always been lingering in my mind.
I was born in Shanghai longer than a child in Shanghai, but fascinated by the natural atmosphere in the countryside where. For the first time with her parents back to Wuyuan is 7 years old, childhood memories because of the natural beauty and exceptionally clear. At that time my grandmother and uncle's house because there is no reimbursement of the town is still living in a small village, a small village in Wuyuan is truly a small village, unlike Shanghai's rural areas, hundreds of families gathering, or separated by only a field of 12 distance. Wuyuan, but dozens of families in the village, and then go to the next village they had to lead tens of miles of the mountain.
I still remember, that little seems to isolated villages. In the early morning, there was a thick morning mist covered the large tracts of paddy fields, the result of the dawn and particularly the hazy, the more magic-the more ethereal, the more light, until the shallow cover in the loop clinging to a small mountain village, in the Peak floating light. And the first wire is almost the same time the sun appeared, and that is next door out of the big cattle byre of Mu Mu voice, I heard the sound, and the early sun, put a ground fog stirred broken.
Elders, and a neighbor boy to do farm work, the young I would pull a few dogs around the swagger, and perhaps more well-behaved dog the countryside, perhaps because of the free are more reasons, they are not arbitrary Ben chaos Channeling allows you to bother calling his just bowed our heads followed a step by step walk behind me, occasionally I spirits up, Jiu Jiu their neck hair, they look at me with moist eyes, and then smelling the wet nose I, still a step by step followed behind stubbornly persists.
Most of the morning time in the past in Xian Huang, the countryside is always thin crushed gravel path to pieces extend to long distances, without the Castle Peak, I cited a step by step walk the dog, but never go too far. In many cases, sitting on the low post, learning the neighborhood boys pull a leaf blowing on the lips, not a transfer issued by these voices. Eyes, are always a vast green rice fields, extending to the other side of the foot of the mountains, only occasionally see straightened up of farmers.
The hot afternoon sun below the pond full of lotus is the best choice, hiding in the green of the lotus leaf below the fold readily eat only Lianpeng stripping out the seeds, lotus seeds and sweet dipped hearts go straight. Along with the big dogs domesticated mallard in the water, more than just his nose out, and Enjoy your holidays with me.
That night, moving the chair sitting in hospital field, the night sky in a single glance in the past boundless Galaxy in the dark blue of the night especially the dazzling, his father would tell me Where is the Big Dipper pointing Where is the Cowboy Vega, until the tired sleepy under the stars in the sky sleep.
Author: cnxin