Dear Children's Boots,

Good afternoon!

Looking back at 0:00 a.m. on February 13, 2020, ordinary and great, ordinary and special.

Looking up at the starry sky, in the long river of history, every day, every hour, every moment, fleeting, a drop in the ocean;

Do you remember it? When the night is silently meditated, when the whole country is united, every person, every family, every city, flesh and blood are connected, and there is one person in ten thousand people.

At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, staying at home, ploughing in the morning and evening, without being idle, it is also a fast thing to be rounded.

Today, I would like to recommend to you the humble book "Cloud Mirror Village", and I am willing to accompany you to wait for the hustle and bustle of the soul.

But all poetry lives because there is me in my heart - thinking is innocent;

But all the music countries are because there is no self in the heart - virtue has neighbors.

When I wrote about Yunjing Village, I was communicating with me a thousand years ago;

When I read Cloud Mirror Village, I was communicating with me a thousand years later.

After 20 years of completion, there is no gain;

There is tea in Kaihuai Yunjing Village, take a break.

One person reads, not less;

The world reads, not too much.

Thanksgiving, children's boots!

Cloud Mirror Village is with you!

Salute to every family member who comes to Yunjing Village:

Thank you! Looking forward to seeing you! Meet in Yunjing Village! One Earth, One Cloud Mirror Village; Millions of dreams, millions of cloud mirror villages.

The wise master gave a wonderful teaching:

Tonight, the moon outside the clouds was picked, and the Ming Dynasty took out the mirror village. Shocked at the beginning of the new year, multiple causes of sorrow. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are far away, and the millennium of Chinese summer is even rooted. Fortunately, the ugly spring has come to fruition, and Dai Jiayin is noisy in autumn.

Zhichao Layman Recommendation:

Yunjing Village,

It is not a dream of a red building

Nor is it the village of Bi Yao in the sky,

It's not the end of the South Mountain in the painting,

It's not a dream of peach blossoms,

This is the Bauhinia Garden of the World.

Treat the king to the present day and enjoy it,

Hundred trees and red glow,

Jingyuan Meixue,

on the Danya Strange Rock;

Painted phoenix,

In front of the cliff peak,

The unicorn is alone.