Han Hong's songs are always sung with great emotion, the Japanese songwriter In Hata Ko's tune is sentimental and warm. As the singing group rehearsed the song, I thought to myself how blessed I am to have people with such stories and hometowns.
I don't have a hometown of pear trees, but I am close to a hometown of pear blossoms that I can enjoy from time to time. Every year, after the Qingming Festival, a few small rainfalls in a while, to the pear blossom open days.
This is more than twenty kilometers from the provincial capital of Lanzhou named Shichuan ancient town, the road is not far, but surrounded by mountains, the middle of the Yellow River flows through, cut a fan-shaped impact basin. Along the river on both sides of the pleasant climate, fertile land, planted all over the pear tree, so far there are five hundred years of planting history, nearly 10,000 acres of ancient pear garden is now the longest surviving ancient tree has four hundred years old, nearly 10,000 more than a hundred years of pear trees in mid-April every time to spit out the stamens, mixed with in the midst of the bustle of the splendor is not diminished, at this time, far away from the mountains and near the field immersed in a fresh sea of flowers, the scene is very spectacular. Approaching the garden, each pear tree is full of flowers and leaves, each with its own style, a variety of scenery, won the world's rare "living tree specimens", a rare "pear tree museum" reputation.
The car in the winding walk, after a turn, the eyes opened up, my destination today.
The ancient pear orchard is only in recent years gradually known by outsiders, but also thanks to her in the bosom of the people do not know, so once revealed in front of the people, that kind of natural and pure beauty, that kind of snow and charm, so that visitors instantly moved, I popped out of my mind a word: stunning.
Northwest more drought, but the northwest has great beauty, Longyuan more gale, can Longyuan original wonders. In the Longshan Yellow River flows through several sharp bends in the canyon, have found people stunning beauty, the ancient pear orchard is a very characteristic of the representative.
In the spring, Pearland flower viewing is my great fortune, today happens to be the middle of April, Pearland opened the second day of the garden, the flowers are good, visitors bustling. Rush to find a rest area parking, an ancient pear tree settled under a good seat. Many people are regular customers of the pear garden, they come to the second purpose is mainly leisure, playing cards, chatting, tea, the open space between the trees more than a dozen of square dance amah to the battlefield is also supported up.
My interest is to walk around and see, sell some pear trees under the natural growth of seasonal wild vegetables, bring some scenic hometowns naturally dried pears and dried apricots to taste, find something new, looking for a little did not see the scenery, the friends are also torn by me to run around.
The feeling of walking in the sea of flowers is fantastic, is on the rise, friends walked in front of the husband turned back, told the front is the scenic villa area, the road to the end. My eyes suddenly appeared in front of the car from the mountains high up out of the eyes of the first look at the piece of five or six-storey high villa group, dense turns, black pressure, more than behind the face of the yellow earth gray and vicissitudes of life crowded together, blocking a large area of the pear orchard behind me, the heart suddenly like eating a fly, nausea intolerable.
Pear Park overnight burst, may be bad sense of smell developers, can not think in time, in a hurry, hurriedly circle the land, cut down the tree, the fastest speed miraculously built a Western-style villa, do not care about the dust, on the hasty hall, to meet the four sides of the tourists.
Just this villa beauty is already late, the form is ugly, gray face, can not find a little attractive place, naturally, no one take care of, and would like to rest in this.
In my opinion, such an ending should be in line with the common sense of life. We love the pear orchard, hope to enhance her tourism quality, more like her charm to get the most out of it, careful planning, rational layout, consider the surrounding natural landscape and humanities environment to adapt to each other, reflecting each other. This realization of the benefits should be a win-win return, how is it so anxious?
The smoky makeup of Faye Wong wrongly smeared on the face of Sister Bao, "water out of hibiscus", and can not block the beauty of the pear orchard.
The pear garden is still moving, April spring breeze and warm, the sun gently overlooking the foot of the crowded basin. I wandered between the gap in the pear tree, greedy to enjoy the long-lost spring light, stretching limbs, forget all the unpleasant.
The clouds are light and the time is just right.