The joy of life lies in the fact that we are always on the road of chasing what we want in our hearts! Departure is the most passionate word. And when I set off, the back you left me was so chic, and full of imagination of happiness and freedom.

A sudden cold snap blew back the winter cold that had just been sent away, but no matter how hideous it was, it still couldn't stop the spring buds from breaking the ground and the flowers blooming.

Ahead, the road winding through the mountains is County Road 302, and at the end of it is Kara Castle, which I visited once a few years ago. This time I deliberately took a detour, just to get to where I went and where to revisit.

The last time I went to Tang Yun was at night, and the next day I was busy dealing with some things about flies and dogs, so I didn't bother to go around. This time, I hope to be able to find something that I once missed.

The car climbed hard up a ramp, and after turning a ridge blind spot, a world suddenly opened up before my eyes. The gently undulating mountains are dotted with farmhouses. Most of these houses are ridged bungalows, with red tiles and white walls, and of course, there are sometimes some two-story and three-story single-family buildings, which are exquisite and exquisite. The plum trees are in full bloom, and the delicate little white flowers are set against the light green of the newly smoked branches. Flocks of small sparrows sometimes stand on the branches, sometimes fly among the mountains, leaving a string of happy chirps. On the street, children are walking in groups on their way to school. They have heavy schoolbags on their shoulders, but they have the sunniest smile on their faces, the kind of smile that is not polluted by the world, and only belongs to the innocent and happy smiles of the children in the mountain villages.

I wanted to use my phone to take pictures of this pure rural scenery, but helplessly, the pictures I captured looked like a lite version of the real world in front of me. Thinking about it later, I still gave up taking pictures, and I deleted all the previous photos.

In fact, it is enough to keep some good things in my heart. Be sure to freeze with a camera or something, in a way it's a form of greed, and greed can devour and destroy all that is good.

I slowed down and let myself enjoy the stunning spring scenery of the mountain countryside. My cart passed by a horse when it suddenly raised its two front hooves high and a neighing sound pierced the air. Does it want to run like me? I hope that one day its owner will unsaddle its saddle and let it indulge in the wilderness of heaven and earth, and run happily in a great circle.

I don't know when it started, but the wind got stronger. By this time I had climbed from the foot of the mountain to the shoulder of the mountain, and the sound of the whirring wind stirred my eardrums. At a bend, the road widened. Walking here, a piece of green mountains and green waters comes into view. I pulled over to the side of the road and looked into the distance. Three mountains surround a dammed lake, and the blue sky and white clouds reflect each other, quite a style.

The wind wantonly pulled up my trench coat, and I wrapped my trench coat tightly and folded my arms around my chest to retain the warmth of my body and not let it take away from me.

A fat man driving a white off-road vehicle also stopped, and he used a golden mobile phone with the same exaggerated temperament as him to happily take pictures of the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers in front of him. I stood not far from him, but I also regarded him as a view, and I took it in my eyes to admire.

Later, he probably didn't think he was getting enough of taking selfies and turned to me.

"Alas, big brother. Take a picture for me~"

"Okay." I readily agreed. Then I selected the scene conductor, squatted down to shoot on his back, and I used the photography skills I had learned to take a set of handsome photos for him.

Later, he said, "Why don't I take a picture of you too?" ”

I said, okay.

I handed him my phone and stood somewhere with a decent background.

He shouted...... ２…… ３…… A few clicks of the phone camera shutter.

"Alright!" The fat man handed me back the phone, got in the car and left.

I opened the photo album on my phone and saw that my head was big and my neck was small, and my body was long and my legs were short. Ha ha...... I was actually amused. I'm also drunk on this photography technique. But this can't all be blamed on the fat man, maybe this is his aesthetic way? Also, I may be like this, and the camera just restores my true appearance. He is not handsome, and blames the camera and photography technology for not being suitable. It's like you can't pull out, you can only find problems from your own stomach, and you can't blame the earth's gravity for being too small.

Whoosh, one without leaving all deleted. Such a picture that damages vanity should never be left behind.

Get in the car, face the wind, and continue to set off~