Every mountain village has one or more ponds. This is not only the need for irrigation water in the fields, but also an essential prerequisite for life. Although, the times have changed a lot. The water is still as vivid as ever, keeping the past bit by bit.
These unchanging square wells encircle the pattern of the countryside, the temperament of the small village next to the hill or at the foot of the small village in the agricultural era.
This saliva in the pond has given birth to many live floods. Thousands of seedlings, 10,000 turns of four seasons. Seeing things and thinking about people, the cycle of life, generation after generation relay. Just like the landscape accumulated in this pond, one side of the land, with its hometown feelings of rain falling, full of hometown.
The ecology of this hilly mountainous village on the southern side of the river brings out the same feeling of village customs.
In the village where I live, there are also several large ponds, which are surrounded by hills and reflect the blue sky, and are hung with beautiful mountains and rivers.
These ponds, of which two or three are in front of the village, are lined up in a gradient shape. Between the two ponds, there are only a few acres or a dozen acres of rice fields. The pond water above can free up water to fill the pond below. Therefore, the pond that reflects the history of the original ecological village has the water source to water half of the rice field of the whole village. This ecological lifeblood still lives out the time of the lunar calendar.
"The Land of Fish and Rice", filled with ponds. Ecological vein, draw a circle with pool water.
Whenever there is a drizzle in March, the hills also produce a thick and mellow color, nourishing the inner nature of each particular time.
Villagers, in these ponds put fry, which not only improves the water body. And wait for the conventions, invariably the same recognition centralized and unified, two years a dig, dry the water in the pond, catch the fish up the customary rules, at this time the small fish also grew the new year's taste of the heart of two pounds.
"Half an acre of square ponds opened, the sky light and clouds and shadows hovered together", these dozens of acres of square ponds combined, like an ancient well in the village, left the mountain villagers' feelings. At the beginning of the memory, the time when the fish scales flickered. There is also an ancient maple tree, which has come from the past, for decades. The red face of the maple leaf is more like the afterscent of historical youth and shyness in the purpose. The beating heart of youth naturally did not put an end to history.
One person cannot change history, most people witness historical times, ink is like clouds, the meaning of words is, out of history, perception or enlightenment.
"A hundred useless students are students", a blank piece of paper, the connotation is a picture of understanding. Only the hollow picture of "the composition of a blank piece of paper", the square shape, can call out a high price of 100 million.
There is no definite connotation, most of them always come out of the future proposition, life comes from no-self, throughout the entire human journey.
Some are torches of the soul.
Wait until the future time and space, this earth, or this earth? The far-reaching goal of humanity, the hypothetical universe.
There is no doubt about this!
