The Niu Niu that Liu Lanzhi was talking about is now standing on the land of her hometown. Fastest updates

Since the cement road was built to facilitate access, the town of Whitewater is now open to traffic, but it is only a motorized tricycle.

After Gu Fanxin and Zhang Minyi got off the train and arrived in town, they chartered a tricycle because the two wheelboxes were heavy.

In fact, if the space can be used generously, the two suitcases Gu Fanxin can be done at once, but unfortunately they can't be exposed in front of people.

Fortunately, the stepfather and mother had other plans and did not come. Otherwise, let the two elders follow her, and make her feel uneasy.

After the tricycle arrived near here, Gu Fanxin saw that the cement road was very smooth, so he was very happy to come down and experience it. It's close to home anyway.

The rows of tall poplar trees on both sides of the wide road look like sentries standing guard.

Thinking that a few years ago, it was still a dirt road that was muddy when it rained, Gu Fanxin had mixed feelings.

"Wow! it's so beautiful!" Zhang Minyi got off the tricycle and pulled the suitcase, and stood on the road in amazement.

The blue sky is cloudy and mist, and the surrounding scenery is hazy, like a fairyland in a fairy tale.

After a while, the sun rose in the east, the fog gradually disappeared, and smoke wafted from the rooftops of the village.

Standing at the peaceful foot of the mountain, the trees on the mountain are lush and green, like a sea of green.

The mountains are full of colorful flowers, as if the mountain is dressed in a simple and elegant flower skirt, and the bottom is also inlaid with lace like emeralds.

There are thousands of steep rocks between the blue sky and white clouds, and a clear stream winds down the mountain, and the stream hits the rocks, playing and singing joyful music.

The smooth pebbles under the stream were clearly visible, the mountains and clouds were also reflected in them, a group of small fish swam happily in the water, a gust of wind blew, ripples on the water surface, and the song of larks came from afar, and I was fascinated by everything in front of me, as if everything was still.

Beside the path of the field, small grasses poked their heads out of the land, looking east and west, as if they were carefully appreciating the beautiful scenery.

Looking into the distance, ah, what a beautiful picture, the gentle wind, the brilliant clouds lying on the mountains not far away, the clusters of villages built against the mountains, the roofs of each house rise curling smoke.

Grandma used to say: A layer of mountains and rivers and a layer of people.

She looked at the mountains in a reverie, what kind of mountains and rivers are behind the mountains, and what kind of people?

You can't see the traffic of the city, you can't hear the noise of the city, but it's full of mystery.

Houses, windows, pulling homecoming wanderers, who danced the golden autumn, let the earth be fragrant, and let the eaves be full of fragrance.

In the distance, there are hills, undulating, like a small green dragon playing on the shore of the lake;

Nearby, a few large rocks close to the ground between the green grass paved a curved path, and scattered peas and broad beans were planted among the green grass on both sides of the path;

Several piles of dirt slopes are covered with lovely small honeysuckle, bursts of fragrance, refreshing people's hearts;

There were three or five children chasing after me in the fields, and their little red faces, covered with a layer of fine sweat, stared at them undisguisedly, curiously at the two brightly dressed 'guests' from outside. ’

A little boy ran up to them and stopped, opened his eyes and asked Zhang Minyi, "Where did you come from?

Sure enough, he responded to the sentence: "Children don't know each other when they see each other, and they smile and ask where the guests come from." ”

Gu Fanxin turned his head and looked at the path in front of the village.

It was the path leading to the side of the Immortal Mountain, and it was also the path that carried many hopes, and I still remember that day, Brother Hai and himself ran on that country road, the road that belonged to the hearts of the two of them.

Open your heart, hold a bunch of autumn wind, and decorate the whole countryside.