I really want to marry Hongcun.

The most common result we see is that people who once wanted to get married didn't become our marriage partners in the end.

Shizuka didn't marry Nobita, Guili Shuming always passed by, and Haruko was only Sakuragi's first love. ..................

My mother said that I must marry someone who told me to go home early every night. But she didn't tell me what such a person looks like.

I have to find it myself. For the time being, I think it's the kind of person who smiles beautifully and has a pair of pear nests.

A person is lucky to find what he likes in life.

Go to Hongcun. There, beautiful and talented girls and teenagers can be seen everywhere. Maybe you will meet someone who wants to get married.

Hongcun is a quiet small village at the foot of Huangshan Mountain.

I've always liked places by the lake, the river or the sea. With more water, the gas field seems to rise. It also nourishes people who come and go.

There is a stream flowing around the house day and night. The water in Ding Dong is like a clever girl next door, and the gurgling spring water moistens the village.

People who lived a hundred years ago have already dissipated in the clouds, but Hongcun is not lonely. People who live in old houses will enjoy their lives and careers.

The deep threshold with a winding path leads to the ancient ancestral temple, the ancient roof, the window railing, and the carvings on the beams and columns that have been sleeping for a hundred years, which are as exquisite as the context of history.

The long lane is long, the warm wind blows across my cheeks, the cherry blossoms on the horse head wall are scattered all over the floor, and the breath of spring quietly enters my mind.

People who get up early raise smoke, happy women by the stream laugh and laugh, whose goose is in Quxiang Xiang Tiange.

Moon Lake is like a half moon, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, sunset fireworks and the starry galaxy. Ancient Huizhou people thought that everything could not be perfect, but the full moon was bound to lose money, so there was room. This is the romance that ancient Huizhou has no intention of leaving.

The lake is like a mirror, surrounded by bluestones. The towering white walls and blue bricks, the water falling into the moon marsh and the Dai-like green hills also reflect the vicissitudes of Hongcun for 800 years.

In the drizzly alley, pedestrians are sparse. Sleeping in spring is always a good dream. Where can I feel the dawn?

In the misty rain, Hongcun will become more hazy, not only not annoying, but more pleasing to the eye. The so-called "sky blue and misty rain" is probably like this.

Accompanied by the crisp pastoral fragrance, Hongcun in the drizzle adds a bit of mystery, and there is a kind of water everywhere to describe the artistic conception of China.

The four patios put all the rain into the hall, and the sound of dripping water, like the wonderful music of the earth, was a little crisp and lively.

The red lantern hanging on the top of the wall wants to sway the shy flowers in the misty rain and keep the style picturesque.

After the rain, the stone road was a little slippery. I walked carefully step by step, as if following the footsteps of my predecessors and entering the Huizhou story with high walls and small windows.

Looking up, the mottled lintel is engraved with memories of the past, which makes people feel that time is gradually passing.

The foundation of the wall made of rubble is uneven, and the black gray brick is wet by drizzle and has been stuck on the horse head wall for many years. The tour guide of Putuo Mountain is like a piece of rice paper splashed with ink.

There are shops and small facades with their own characteristics in the street. There are two or three stores selling postcards, which can be sent slowly or on behalf of others. Two yuan a piece, five yuan can buy a long panoramic postcard, very beautiful.

I got into a small shop and sat by the window, quietly watching the sketch students who didn't know where they came from or where they were going. They watched brick by brick, motionless, and lost their minds when they watched.

At the end of April, Hongcun will be surrounded by a large number of rape flowers. The distant mountains are dark green, and the nearby areas are orange green.

Along the path next to the village, I walked outside the village. Along the way, I saw all the rape flowers in the fields not far away, some just opened and some were in bud.

The smell of cauliflower comes to the nose, and the vigorous breath surrounds us. The rape flowers in Hongcun may not be grand, but they are the most poetic.

Huizhou architecture and ra

The night in Hongcun is also very quiet, and the whole village is far away from the noise of travelers and returns to the most authentic appearance. Quiet Moon Bay, South Lake illuminated by moonlight and a pile of cattle intestines, lying quietly.

Outside the door of every household, lanterns are already in hand, and strings of red lanterns can be seen everywhere, as if entering the bustling smoke alley of the Qing Dynasty. Walking in it, watching a few fireworks, watching the shadow of the lights in the deep alley, the gentle evening breeze with flowers dispelled the melancholy.

Walking in the alley, I was surprised to find that the water in Hongcun is really everywhere. Because it is night, I can't see the level as a mirror, and I can't see the clear water, but I can see it. A string of lights and the pool water reflect each other and are very beautiful.

All the shops in the street have closed their doors and turned off their lights. People gradually dispersed and headed for the inn.

The most important thing in the village is the inn. These inns are decorated with lights, gray buildings, subtle water sounds and gentle winds, which restore the original appearance of Huizhou.

Sitting on the balcony of the inn with strangers from all over the world, playing cards and chatting, watching the stars, talking about life, talking about ideals, talking about their life plans in their twenties, chatting and asking about trivial things in life, this is the happiness that girls can experience.

On the last night in Hongcun, I went out to play alone. When the weather is fine, I sit in the sun by the south lake. In the morning, I stood at Huaxin Bridge and looked at the quiet village. I like the leisurely life here.

The innkeeper has been persuading me to marry Hongcun.

I really want to marry Hongcun and once wanted to be such a free and easy person. One day, my parents were anxious, so I found someone to marry.

Just a seemingly free and easy person.

There used to be a corner in my heart