Liang Xinqiu
I always wanted to go to Fujian to see it, but as soon as spring appeared, my partners and I set off.
My cousin, who has lived in Fuzhou for many years, told me that it was a little rainy in Fujian in March, but we didn't care. Spring rain can make people feel the vitality of spring, how pleasant.
Fly to Fuzhou, quickly check in at the hotel, drop off your luggage, and can't wait to go to Sanfang and Seven Alleys, which enjoys the reputation of "half of modern Chinese history". The service staff told us that the hotel is very close to Sanfang Seven Alleys, no need to take a car, you can walk over, we followed her instructions and set off eagerly.
The beauty of the streets of Fuzhou is really beyond my imagination. Roadsides, squares, parks, peach blossoms, magnolias, azaleas and flowers that I can't name bloom everywhere, fragrant and leisurely, bloom quietly, bloom openly, and show their spirituality in the competition. What amazes us the most is the kind of scenery that we can't see in the northeast. Some trees are pumping tender green shoots while falling withered yellow leaves, and spring and autumn alternate at the same time, making us seem to be in the vibrant spring, walking in the autumn with fallen leaves, this wonderful feeling, special taste, fresh and interesting.
Despite the people at the hotel explaining the directions, we had to ask for directions as we went. On the side of the road, a young father with a little boy enthusiastically told us the route, worried that we would not hear clearly, so he followed us. When he saw that we were about to turn at an intersection, he immediately shouted to stop us, and the gentle voice at the beginning became an eager and anxious tone, and at the same time, he waved his arm to point at the turning junction...
On the first day in Fuzhou, we found the feeling of being home, and that beauty always accompanied us.
On the day I went to Gulangyu Island, I walked to the gate of the Sunshine Rock Scenic Area in the evening, and it was time to leave work, and I no longer put people inside. Holding on to a glimmer of hope, we asked the doorman to let us in, and we came here from the northeast thousands of miles away, and we wanted to look at the other side of the Sunshine Rock and see the treasure island of the motherland, Taiwan. After listening to our narration, the doorman said kindly: "Come in, although it is time to put no more people inside, there is still some time before the clearance of the scene." Don't worry, we'll wait for you to get down the mountain before leaving work. Suddenly, a warm current flowed through my heart.
Gulangyu Island has the most beautiful scenery in Xiamen, and Sunshine Rock is the finishing touch of Gulangyu Island. Standing at the top of Sunshine Rock, silently looking at Taiwan on the other side of the sea, when I went to Taiwan many years ago, the scene of getting help from a Taiwanese young man appeared in front of me again.
That day, we were going to visit an attraction and wanted to call a taxi because the road was unfamiliar. Standing under an overpass, no car stopped to pull us for a long time. In his anxiety, a young man on the side of the road came to ask about the situation, and then he called a taxi and put us in the car. Before leaving, he said with a smile: "We are all descendants of Yanhuang, and I must go to the mainland of the motherland to have a look!" "His words made my heart a little sad, this young man is like my brother who is far away, he is homesick. At this moment, I wish he could see the hand-shaped "Hui" sculpture on Xiamen Huandao Road, and the motherland mother hoped that the overseas travelers would return home as soon as possible. After so many years, I don't know if the young man has fulfilled his long-cherished wish. The kindness engraved in the bones of the Chinese nation is inherited by both sides of the strait.
For a few days in Fujian, I saw the beauty of the scenery and the kindness of people's hearts. Throughout the dynasties, countless ancestors have lived here, rubbed their beautiful character into nature, and passed it down from generation to generation. Over the years, I may forget the beauty of the place, but I will remember the people who lived in it and made it even more moving.