Talk about the deep mountain cabin

Tao Yuanming's Xanadu is a poem and a distant place in many people's hearts. There are no endless vehicles and crowds, only chickens and dogs barking. People work at sunrise and rest at sunset, smelling the fragrance of the earth. In the natural land, they live a comfortable life, and in the humble hut, they have a strong flavor of life. Human fireworks, mixed with warmth and happiness.

In Fujian, there is such a paradise. It's a picturesque ancient village, and it doesn't need to be smudged with paint or outlined with a brush. The natural pastoral scenery depicts the quiet beauty of a paradise far from the hustle and bustle of the city. A small village with a quiet environment is very suitable for providing for the elderly, but it is hidden in the mountains.

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Pale pink Gesang flowers came with beauty, opened by the stream, the cool wind swept by the water, and the gentle shadows of flowers and plants reflected in the stream, drawing a colorful oil painting. Butterflies pass by and stay on the stamens. Lovely figures, dreams of angels, and silent ancient villages are inhabited by only a few people. The footsteps of the old people have become the most beautiful songs in the village.

Houses by the water stand neatly aside, and sometimes children's laughter and small shadows shuttle through the streets, conveying endless happiness. The grass swaying by the roadside has reached the knee, and every passing wind greets us kindly, and all the beautiful things surround the villages in the mountains.

The sound of a wooden stick evokes childhood memories. The voice in my memory is as sweet as ever. Sticks and clothes collided with each other, and the water rippled. In the clear stream, the blue waves rippled slightly, and the small fish under the grass disappeared instantly, like a dream bubble. Small shrimp occasionally surfaced, with a naughty figure.

Sketchers paint the beauty of the village with colorful pigments, and the paper is full of magical stories. This undisturbed village is beautiful and remote, located at the foot of the mountain. Many old houses, or buildings in the Qing dynasty, gradually fell down in the long years, and several solid walls still stood, and the barren land was full of flowers.

People who like flowers and plants are full of flowers at their doorsteps, and potted flowers are colorful. In hot summer, they have the romance of spring. Because the temperature here is just right, they have become a good place for summer vacation. In large and small flowerpots, beautiful wishes were planted and realized.

After the rain, the stone roadside was covered with moss, with a hint of green, fresh and cured. The seeds of flowers fell into the cracks in the stone, quietly blooming beautiful flowers, which accidentally surprised pedestrians. Outside the old house, flowers and plants grow in the sun. With the sun, they are not afraid of storms.

The misty rain in the south is lingering, and the intermittent rain has become a transparent bead curtain, hanging from the eaves and dripping on the ground, singing summer songs, and the fruit on the tree is not ripe yet. The green persimmon hung high and turned into a small lantern.

The white goose in the stream hasn't landed yet. In the hazy drizzle, feel the beautiful atmosphere of Jiangnan water town. After the rain in summer, the air becomes sweet, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green leaves and the faint fragrance of fruits. The summer in my memory is still very beautiful.

The yellow wall is connected with the tiles. With the breath of history, birds passed by the ancient village and stopped on the roof. Sparrows on the wire chirp about the beauty of the village. On the rough wall, there are traces of vicissitudes of life, but there are few flowers in the yard, such as warm sunshine in winter.

The upright columns are connected by wires, and the lines are staggered and cross in mid-air, but for thousands of families, the darkness in the corner is scattered.

The lamp under the eaves gives off a faint light. The night is getting deeper, the sky becomes Klein blue, and the old house is looming in the dark, with a little light falling into my heart.

This is Longtan Village, located in Xiling Township, Pingnan County, Ningde City, Fujian Province.