Although the people in the mountains are poor behind them, their personalities are very simple, and although they don't know how these young ladies who seem to be rich and noble are here, they are still very enthusiastic.

I remember that many years ago, someone once said that when you make enough money, you will learn from Tao Yuanming, leave the city, and live in seclusion in the countryside. Don't you know that with such thoughts, the meaning of seclusion has been lost. With the smell of copper, how can we really face the quiet mountains and rivers and the plants and trees at ease? What's more, although I thought that way at the beginning, after many years, if I have a lot of material things and are used to the lingering lights in the bustling, how can I be willing to be lonely and content with the plain!

"The beauty of women is pure heart, beauty is cultivation, and small beauty is physical appearance. "Whether male or female, although everyone is not aware of it, they are exuding a different aura. I have seen all kinds of things, and cherish the kind of people who are pure-hearted, simple, warm, and live in the present. This preciousness is not due to ignorance, but to experience.

The simple countryside can no longer be simple. The good people are all moving towards the road of "Diao Min". We have gone through the wind and rain, and now we have opened our eyes to this world that has gone through the wind and rain, leaving romance and innocence, naivety and innocence inch by inch in the past time.

There are always some people who deserve our admiration and appreciation for a lifetime. It is not to envy their rich life, nor to be obsessed with their fame, but to love their attitude towards life and the pursuit of dreams. Don't you know that behind all the wealth and fame and fortune there are too many unknown bitterness. One day, after the gorgeous decoration has been removed, it will return to simplicity.

Time is always good, I have no hidden heart, and I know that many feelings in the world should be cherished. But she is pure and pure, afraid of all the troubles, and is willing to be a gentle woman in a small family, guarding a few peach and plum trees in front of the door, not arguing or disturbing.

No matter where we are, there is always a home waiting for us.

or prosperous and rich, or simple and poor.

But, no matter what, this is the warmest reliance in my heart.

If status and money are based on love and conduct, I accept it with gratitude and share in your happiness.

He walked in the world and gave birth to things of love and resentment.

It may be rich, or simple, noble, or poor, elegant, or mediocre.

In this life, reincarnated in a wealthy and noble family, or reincarnated in a common people's family, glory and suffering are all based on creation.

People who have been caressed by the sun there for decades have created an innate simplicity, generosity and honesty, and they will always maintain the habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, always endure silently in the face of all kinds of hardships in life, and always find something to make them happy.

But based on experience, I know that ordinary small families can have real happiness even though they have to work hard every day, and their lives are sweet and warm despite their poverty.

We should not regard the desert that besieges us as the only way to live, even if we live in poverty and poverty, we can still enjoy the happiness of life, this is an attitude of life, we just need everyone to be happy together, or a big cleaning, or a meeting, or a small festival event, or even every dinner. Life should not be so complicated, a simple and poor life can also be enjoyable.

It is not necessarily a bad thing for people to become what they hate, maybe it is because they were young and ignorant and unaware of sorrows, or maybe they were selfish and arrogant and loved to brag in the past. In short, there are many things that cannot be seen or thought through with the vision and ideas of the time. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, firewood, rice, oil and salt are all components of this world, some people are willing to sacrifice their lives for the former, and some people are willing to abandon the pursuit for the latter. Some people are willing to be poor, and some people are willing to be rich. In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a personal choice, and the choice that can be made in the current situation is in the best interest of oneself.

Almost every household sent some bedding supplies, marinated meat, rice and noodles, and after a while, the small kitchen was piled up, and Mo Liunian estimated that it would be no problem to eat so many things for half a month.

At night, the snow outside the courtyard was already two feet thick, and every two hours I went to the courtyard to clear the snow, but there was still snow on the ground.

It was snowing heavily, and there was nearly three inches of snow on the road, and when you stepped on it, it was a deep footprint, but it was not frozen solid, and there was a thin layer of ice.

Look at the snowflakes fluttering one after another, thick and dense, but not in a hurry, there is always that fluttering posture, see another jade tree grow according to the shape of the branches, and see the silver white of the ground in the small courtyard.

After nightfall, Mo Liunian lit the stove and warmed the hall, the little half-immortal saw that the time was still early to pull Mo Yan to play chess, and other people also came to watch the game, Mo Liunian simmered a few potatoes and some peanuts in the charcoal fire, everyone ate, drank, talked and laughed, but also very happy.

Outside the window, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Inside the window, the fire is boiling hot, and the hodgepodge of dishes is eaten in the stomach, which is warm; This meal, Wang Heng ate to his heart's content and returned happy!

Winter rain is suitable for drinking by the fireside indoors, closing the paper window, and letting it be dashing outside. You have no heart with it, ruthless and affectionate, you just have to hug Qiu with your family and friends, dial a set of charcoal in the furnace, warm a glass of light wine, and talk nonsense about homely things, when the interest is suspended, everyone is silent, and then you can hear it outside Xiaoxiao, and the sound of rain at this time is not unbeautiful.

The snow is not very high, but only thin, and that is the most interesting time of the year. Or maybe it was a very deep evening when the snow was falling very deeply, and near the porch, two or three like-minded people were talking around the brazier. At that time, it was already dark, but there was no light in the room, only relying on the snow outside, through the curtain to see that it was all snow-white, using chopsticks to draw ashes for entertainment, telling each other those touching and funny things, I think it is very interesting.

Compared to the cemetery of the gods, Mo Liunian prefers days like this.

After everyone rested in the evening, the little half-immortal came to the courtyard to practice Nirvana exercises, and every time he saw his soul, he got used to watching it, but when he woke up, he found that the snow around him had melted.

The heavy snow has not stopped, although the roof has been reinforced, but the little half-fairy still climbs on the roof every day to push the snow, and by the third day, the snow has been knee-deep, and there are no pedestrians on the road in the village.

Mo Liunian stood at the door and looked out: "I have never seen such a heavy snow in the past three years. ”

Banxian Yi said: "Not to mention the past three years, I haven't seen it so big." ”

Xiao Banxian glanced at Mo Yan, this is an early warning given by God, but it is just a hardship for ordinary people, such a big snow, although there will be a lot less insect infestation, there will definitely be floods.

Mo Liunian sighed: "I don't know how many more days it will take." ”

Mo Yan walked over: "It's going to be a few days away." ”

Comrade, just give me a fish, I don't dare to expect a big one, I want a small one, the smallest small fish...... He always had fish or shrimp, and when he had arrived, he ran to the water's edge, cleaned it up with a knife, and then found a sheltered place, picked up firewood, put two bricks, put a porcelain jar on it, and made a fire to stew it...... I often stood behind him and watched him stew fish, and the smell of deliciousness emanating from his porcelain jar made me salivate, and I envied his life from the bottom of my heart......

He did things in an orderly manner, first skewering the meat, then roasting it on the fire, and at the same time taking care of the tea on the other charcoal stove, when the tea was boiling, he put in the mint leaves, added the hard pieces of sugar, poured the tea leaves, he raised the teapot higher than his head, and the tea fell diagonally and accurately in the small cup, and the posture was wonderful.

The gears of the table clock in the room "rustled", and the brazier had been raised, and it was laid out in the middle of the room like a cauldron, and thin white gas came out from below, and was immediately swept away by the special bellows, only steaming leisurely, circulating the whole room warmly.

At this moment, it is the middle of summer, and the sun is so hot that people are dizzy, but it is very cool in the bamboo forest. Even better, deep in the bamboo forest, there is also a stone table and four stone piers. With such a comfortable place to enjoy the coolness, Wang Xun didn't want to go back to the banquet to suffer. Two stone stools were moved, one under the buttocks, and the other across the table for leg pads.

Shen Shi Zhengpai, the sun has gradually slanted to the west, the temperature has dropped slightly, but it is still hot enough, the porters of the British Prince's Mansion really can't stand the torment of this scorching heat, all of them hide in the ear room, brew a pot of herbal tea, gather together in threes, fives, and five to talk nonsense, left and right in the past few days His Royal Highness said that he would not be a guest, but he was not suspected of dereliction of duty.

The sound of applause came straight to the wall of the Leng family from near and far, and at this time, Qingqiu took a rattan chair, took a copy, and lay down in the shade of the jujube tree to enjoy the shade. Suddenly, I heard such a loud uproar, so I asked Han's mother: "Nurse, what's the trouble?" Han's mother said: "My girl, you are really going to forget things, just now Young Master Jin sent snacks over there, didn't he say that there was a treat?" Qingqiu then remembered, this is their opening of a poetry club to compose poems, such a great joy. Listen to the voice, right in the back of the room.

However, before he could ask again, Gu Yun had lost his voice, as if he had fallen asleep with a pillow. Chang Geng had to remove his shoes and socks by himself, and pulled the quilt over to wrap him around him, always feeling that the chill on Gu Yun's body couldn't be warm, so he burned the steam brazier in the room a little hotter, leaned on the bedpost and quietly watched Gu Yun's sleeping face.

The snow was falling strangely and lively, like some butterflies of different sizes flying and whirling. The charcoal fire in the low-legged brazier in the room was blazing with sparks, and Shu Yuan hooked down on the side of the basin and stirred it with a firecracker.

After lunch, the grandfather and grandson sat down on a pair of large ebony chiseled Fushou circle chairs by the window to rest, intending to take a nap before taking a nap

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