Rural peach blossom season
Ruohe
"When the calyxes are in February, dark red and light purple are always suitable." The verses of the Song Dynasty poet Qiu Kui are most appropriately used here. Full of peach and plum, competing to bloom, mountains and rivers and ravines, Dancai Huanghuang. This remote farm, located in a green and beautiful mountain pass, forward, guarding a slope of dark land, relying on a strange mountain and rocks, in the rainy place, planted a variety of flowers and trees, according to the season. In addition to the scorching peach blossoms, those precious varieties of flowers and trees, blueberries, raspberries, crown fruits, papaya begonias, cloves, all settled here, is a three-season flower, four-season fruit of the modern ecological farm, here has also become a place for people to go on an outing. Whenever the spring breeze blows and the flowers flutter, there is an endless stream of people who come here for sightseeing and tourism, and they call this day the peach blossom season.
After a few spring rains, the soil begins to soften and everything sprouts, and if you go here at this time, there will be a surprising encounter. It was nice to meet. Good encounters are not all love. A few redbud trees, a few magnolias, large swaths of forsythia, hanging soft branches, as if dreaming. They are the hanging ornaments of the earth, the endorsement of spring, and the beautiful medals issued by nature after the victory of mankind over the barrenness, red, red, white, purple, yellow, or gentle, or plain, or rambunctious.
Several elderly people of similar age sat on the bench together, silently looking at the passers-by, as if they were thinking about the minds of pedestrians, but in fact they did not think about anything. A lifetime of wind and rain, endured, let them learn to be calm, face the new things in the mountain village, repay the gentle gaze, peace and tranquility. Young guy, meet the liveliness of Ichiyama, the unrestrained of Ichiyama. Birds in the air, squirrels in trees, strange stones like frogs and toads, peach blossoms like fog and smoke clouds. He chose to hike up the back hill. Young girls, when they meet photographers, get a few photos that they can't take with their mobile phones. A slightly flawed face can also take a handsome look, as long as a few spring flowers are reflected. Of course, more encounters are encounters with spring things, meet happiness, meet comfort, meet wind and sunshine. The climate in spring is changeable, one moment warm, the other cold. Red and green clothes, single cotton, in the scenery, these colorful figures, is the best pastoral picture.
This place is called "Shanwang Farm" and is located in the hinterland of Yimeng Mountain. Originally, there should have been a village here, and there were names given to it by the older generation. However, once the four words "Shanwang Farm" appeared, the names of other villages were rare, and as long as people went to these villages and went in this direction, they would use "Shanwang Farm" as a general marker, and then follow the road in its direction. In the vast land of villages, every road needs a clear mark, and every village also needs a loud name. In the countryside, a village, or the name of a farmhouse, is the landmark of more villages around it. Otherwise, the cascading terraces, the peach blossoms on the slopes, and the winding paths in the countryside will all make people lose their way.
The agriturismo is in a mountain. To go on an outing here, you don't have to drive yourself, but you have to drive. In April, everything grows, everything blossoms, everywhere new shoots bloom, and buds bloom. On a day like this, how amorous, how romantic it is to hold a musical extravaganza. In a field of carmine spring, in the middle of the huge peach blossom source, is the location of Shanwang Farm. The big red inflatable arched door stands far away at the intersection leading to the villa. Crowds of people poured in, men and women dressed in spring shirts, young and old, hurried across the mountain gate, came to participate in the peach blossom festival, and enjoyed the spring colors of the garden. Shoulder to shoulder, heads of people moving, laughter. People walk on mountain roads, bees and butterflies greet them, chasing the fragrance of tourists. There were so many vehicles from afar that there was no place to park, so they had to drive to another place and park on a small village square that had just been built nearby.
Next to it are all kinds of companies. Billboards were erected instead of the previous bunting flags. The concert in the mountains made everyone feel fresh, and they were anxious, afraid of being late, and the boiling opening song began, missing their favorite programs. The farmers in the mountains, when they hear a little noise, will look happy. Except for the old-fashioned television set at home, it was the field that was as obscure as they were. Just like people in the city, they also need music, they need sound, and while they are ploughing, there is music flowing soothingly around them. They need to meet passion and dance in between labors, so that in the moment of labor, they burst out more power.
Most of the people across the garden from Shanwang Farm are fruit farmers, who, like the farms, plant and serve on the land that has been cultivated for generations, working in the fields all year round, although the income is very rich, it is rare to enter the city once, it is rare to walk into an elegant place, listen to music, lean on the comfortable theater sofa, and watch a movie. They never expected this. There are no favorite actors, and they never follow the trend. They don't know how their labor income is different from those of the film actors. They are fans of the land and loyal guardians of the land. They don't have to go out to work, the land gives them everything. Moreover, in this concert, there are also the programs selected by their Zhuanghu Theater Troupe, and maybe whose uncle, whose aunt, whose girl and young man, are standing on this stage sprinkled with peach blossom petals, waving colorful fans, dancing in a blossoming flower.
It is the well-known peach town within a hundred miles, the most beautiful countryside in Jiangbei, and is famous in the north and south of the great river. A small bucket of pollination was the home of their labor, a sweat towel twisted out of sweat, an ornament for their close body, a rushing tricycle, a means of transportation and transportation. At this point, they are the first-hand witnesses of the whole process from seedling to planting, from grafting to survival, from flowering to fruition. For the people of the city, the process is full of poetry, and for them, the process is full of expectations.
People come here not only to walk in the green, enjoy the flowers, and watch the scenery, but also to eat and drink in the farmhouse, but also to the unique flavor of the villa. The rooms are set on the mountainside and the dining table is set in the gazebo. Find a place to sit down, and a cage of sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes will already be placed on the table. A pot of lamb broth that lasted two or three hours, served on each table, was served with hot sauce, pepper, green onion and chopped coriander, followed by two plates of egg scrambled cabbage and toon. Green pollution-free vegetables, goose eggs, native eggs, and there is no shortage in the mountains. A flock of sheep, catching up the mountain is a day, eating and drinking, and then rushing back into the circle. The native chickens in the mountains, never left unattended, are full of mountains and mountains, and they are their feeding places. In the spring here, you often hear the courtship of pheasants. It is said that the pheasant chirped, one after another, and the sound suddenly stopped, indicating that a similar species had appeared nearby.
The day is April 1 and the temperature is as high as 31 degrees. The sun is like fire, and the warmth of early spring is difficult to overcome. Fortunately, the mountain breeze is blowing, and the dense flowers and branches are shaded. Walk out of the concert hall, step into the scenic wooden walkway, and then go up the hillside, the flat field at the foot, or the seedlings of peonies, a cluster of hair all over the mountain. Looking up, dense natural trees, magnificent mountains and famous stones abound here. I heard that peonies can not only enjoy the flowers, but also squeeze the essential oil of peonies. Remembering the scene when the people who went to Luoyang that year were sleepy and tired, they waited until the spring of the year later, and then came to Shanwang Farm, where not only peach blossoms were like the sea, but also the world of peony flowers.
The owner of the farm told me that not only are there tourists in the spring, but there are visitors from afar all year round, spring to enjoy flowers, summer to pick fruits, autumn to taste incense, winter to taste fresh, as long as time permits, will come to a leisure and relaxing fruit village tour, for the soul to untie, inject new energy into life. In the location of Shanwang Farm, on the bank of the Yingxian Bridge in Beilou Village, Jiuzhai Township, there is a tall and majestic bluestone archway, on which there is a goodly written vice-yanglian, ten miles of spring wind, all the way to welcome distant guests with flowers; millennium prosperity, several times singing and dancing to praise Xianyuan. I think that at that time, the mountain villa will be more handsome and handsome, peach and plum peonies shine together, and the national color and heavenly fragrance are endless.
About the Author:
RuoHe, real name Song Shangming, member of the Chinese Writers Association, member of the Chinese Prose Literature Society, his works have been published in "Hundred Families of Prose", "Selected Essays", "Prose Overseas Edition", "Manchu Literature", "Northern Literature", "Appreciation of Masterpieces", "Qingdao Literature", "Young Writers", "Shanxi Literature" and other domestic and foreign newspapers and periodicals, and his works have been compiled into primary and secondary school language textbooks and examination papers, and have been selected into "Selected Chinese Short American Literature", "Chinese Prose Annual Selection", "Chinese Good Prose", "Chinese Prose Ranking", and won the first "Yimeng Literature and Art Award" and the first "Qilu Prose Award" "Qilu Literary Works Annual Exhibition Excellent Works Award", "China Financial Literature Award", "Bingxin Prose Award" and other awards. He is the author of many prose collections such as "Growing Like a Leaf", "Kindness Like Jiamu", "Lamp like a Flower", and "Above the Autumn Field".
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