I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

Originally, I thought that when I got to the countryside of Liu Jie, I would arrive at the glamorous district of foreign buildings. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was so happy to see that I was able to get to know the people in my life.

Unlike usual, this "search for flowers and willow" has a picking theme: "willow street change, beautiful home". Literally, the change of a beautiful, it has been curious, but also the change of the huge, beautiful beauty, it is full of attractive charm.

Into the forest disk, bamboo and trees, birds crowing. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money. Gray walls and green tiles of the farmhouse, courtyard scattered among them, all the houses and courtyard walls and the traditional construction of a hundred years of the countryside is not very different, still seems poor and quiet. I didn't know where to look for the highlights of my imagination. I was confused, but I felt that there were still a lot of similarities with the village in my impression. I felt that everything in the green cover was very clean and clear, like the forest after a summer rain, or like a Zen garden in the depths of a quiet place, especially the concrete paths spreading out in the forest, meandering like a clear stream, so that one could walk towards the deep and quiet place without a trace of dust, and even some of the graves under the trees by the side of the road were no longer a bunch of barren graves, and the tombstones were as clean as a square, and the tombstones were as clean as a square. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was so happy to see it.

The sound of the birds is unceasing, and the sound of all the green, really like only the throat and tongue have been moisturized and clean like.

In the forest, there is a thicket of bamboo, the high-end section of the phoenix-tailed Sen Sen, and the ground old roots, broken section, but the root of the root of the joints are like a bone like a sword, the jagged just standing, or look down or look up, are like a natural combination of group sculpture, very abstract, abstract, you can give people a lot of imagination.

The wind blows through from time to time, and the faint scent of grass, leaves, and earth comes from time to time. When the strong smell of rhizoma ligustici comes from the field, it immediately reminds people of the "rhizoma ligustici" on the dining table, which makes people more convinced that the naturalness of the delicacy is originated from this area of the countryside!

Walking here, all my memories of the countryside crowded and stained with those mixed and scattered, dust and dirt stains and bumps in the mud, all of a sudden disappeared!

"Just buy a couple of acres of land here, build a house, and let your life really live up to its name." Jingjun some can not help it. Daily life in the rare quiet Jing, at the moment the so-called which . "name", is not a "quiet" word.

Like Jingjun's intention and vision, I think, in this group of often annoying in the downtown guests, may not be no one flash of thought, pondered, may not be they are not because of their own heartfelt envy, and secretly yearning for? The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to do it right.

In fact, according to the routine to think, such a clean look, are generally viewed before the results of the raid, and viewed after the cleaning, more than three to five days, less than a day or two, the past urban areas, including a lot of units are mostly like this, not to mention the environmental remediation of the countryside where the start lagging behind the residential area! From this, I can not help but think of a cultural scholars of Buddhism put forward a concept of practice: spiritual environmental protection. I think it is, the traditional material civilization, can be like a trick like a new overnight, and has long been dissolved into the blood, carved into the bone of the traditional spiritual civilization of the sublimation, is by no means a one-stop solution, only some of the stereotypes of life, it can be said that: its repair is far away.

I can't help but imagine the willow township, willow village, willow house tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and even longer and farther. Between reverie, this village has passed, then, a very dance sense of light music has been with the early summer willow wind from the village, that more and more clear, soaring bursts of laughter, applause, footsteps, let a person listen to is incomparably harmonious and pleasing to the ear, so that it seems as if people have seen the people here not only in the plowing their own countryside, beautifying their own townships, singing their own township, but also in the refreshment of their own customs!

Customs, from history, inherited in the soul. But the people of Willow Street tell guests: into the Willow Township, no custom can follow!