Sentences describing Miao customs

1, Xijiang Miao Village in the depths of the mountains, like an altar of mellow wine, constantly exudes fragrance, making people linger and feel relaxed and happy. Miao nationality is located in Xijiang Town, Leishan County, Qiandongnan Prefecture, surrounded by mountains and green hills. Driving from Guizhou, there are green mountains and green waters for several kilometers along the way, and terraces splashed with colors are everywhere.

The crystal clear Baishui River passes through the village, and the scattered diaojiao buildings shine in the sunset. Just entering Zhaimen, a group of men and women dressed in national costumes are happily welcoming tourists. They sang and danced while toasting.

2. I like the beautiful Xijiang Miao Village, I like the long table banquet where everyone forgets their worries, I like toast song, a Miao girl who sings "Drink if you like", I like the happy and confident state of Miao village beauty even when dancing, and I like to lean against the beauty and look at the clouds leisurely.

3, April wind, warm, like a pair of gentle little hands stroking my face, I feel an indescribable carefree. I walked into the valley at the foot of Leigong Mountain in Qiandongnan Miao and Dong Autonomous Prefecture with warm sunshine. Here lies the largest original ecological Miao village in China-Xijiang Qianhu Miao Village. In order to study the legislative protection of ancient villages, I was lucky enough to get close to Miao village and see her mysterious charm.

4. Xijiang Qianhu Miao Village in late autumn is breezy. Entering the west gate of the scenic spot, the valley is green, and there are more than 1000 hanging houses from the foot of the slope to the top of the slope. A pool of gray-black tile roofs and wooden wall window columns have become gray-black after a long time. The light blue smoke in the sun is like a cloud.

5. Considering that Miao people had been driven away and moved before the new China, their ancestors had to choose seclusion. Perhaps it is this difficult nation that has created its own unique national culture and glorious its own long national history in numerous migrations.

Climb to the foot of Leigong Mountain and have a bird's eye view of the ancient Miao village. The gray-black diaojiao building is hidden among the green hills and trees, and it is layered and patchwork, just like a ups and downs of folk landscape painting. Black roofs and yellow wooden walls seem to tell visitors an immortal national history.

When you are in Miao village, whenever you see Miao girls, they either wear silver ornaments or a delicate flower with dew on their heads. Miao men in their prime are wearing yellow and black vests with yellow cloth, breeches and black shoes on their heads. They are very heroic!

7. I have been walking towards the ninety-nine bend of the river, and the river flows quietly. I walked silently. I just need to trace the source and walk with my eyes closed, and I can find my home. I know that the mountains in Miao village are very high and big, and they are undulating. I need to look up. A mountaineer born and raised in Sri Lanka never understood a mountain or a river all his life. The mountain shape is vague and winding, like a entrenched dragon. Looking around, it is like a snake crawling river, hovering in the mountains.

8. At noon, I walked into the broad and magnificent stockade gate of Xijiang Miao Village with a relaxed pace. Along the upper reaches of the clear Baishui River to the east, the beautiful scenery on both sides of the road is unobstructed: rows of terraces extend from the slope at the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, overlapping clearly; The rape blossoms in full bloom in the terraced fields are as golden as gold and as white as snow, emitting refreshing fragrance under the breeze of spring breeze; Green young crops, with frequent ups and downs, opened a happy smiling face to the guests from afar!

9. Living in Miao village in the early morning, I am often awakened by the gurgling stream outside the window, followed by a chill. This chill is fresh and moist, and even the fragrance of grass and wood is brought in by it. Immediately, the fatigue of that night disappeared and was replaced by a refreshing feeling.

10, coming out of Wang Miao's house, it was getting late, and I reluctantly left Xijiang Miao Village. Looking back in the car, at this time, the stockade has been immersed in the afterglow of the sunset, and the rising smoke is scattered in mid-air, like a fog; The stockade tends to be quiet, and the love songs of Miao young men and women are faintly heard ... Ah, the magical Xijiang Miao Village is really rare for a person who has lived in a bustling city for a long time!