Everyone has a pleasant view and a place to yearn for. Some people like famous mountains and rivers, some people like small bridges and flowing water, some people like desert wilderness, but I like fields and countryside. The fields and countryside have memories of our childhood, our little friends, and our hometown autumn.
Whenever she saw the flowers, her daughter would say that the rape flowers in the countryside (YongxiuYun Mountain) were the best. Yes! The small, originally unknown mountain village next to National Highway 105 is becoming more and more well-known through its humble rape flowers. This is not, open the WeChat circle of friends, introduce the canola flower large pieces and pictures will always make you dizzy, and WeChat friends to meet to watch the rape flower.
Yun Shan has been there many times, and the front and back of the house are all rape fields, and the front and back of the village are all terraced fields. Yunshan is constantly getting better, the bumpy machine ploughing road has become a smooth cement road, the roof tile house has been uniformly repaired, the front and back of the house have been uniformly planned, and even the debris and sewage that were originally thrown everywhere have a special treatment pool.
I don't know when it began, Yunshan used the unique terraces behind the village to plant rape flowers, especially this year's rape flowers bloomed more beautifully and movingly, until I saw a beautiful and exquisite picture in WeChat that it was actually my familiar hometown, and I had a more in-depth touch. So without hesitation, he led his daughter and family to enjoy it.
This time, I felt that the road had become wider again, and the road was specially widened in order to facilitate the passage of the bus to watch the rape flowers. Walking on the country lanes, the distant mountains contain dai, the flowing water contains affection, the fields are empty, the flowers are fragrant, beautiful, woven into a beautiful and fresh pastoral painting.
Reveling in the beauty of the spring breeze and the germination of flowers and grasses outside the window, Yunshan Mountain, which usually feels slow and leisurely, is presented in front of you unconsciously today. Rows of houses and cottages, rows of willow trees have sprouted, pieces of farmland are intertwined, pieces of rape flowers are undulating, and one thing and one scene echo each other.
A piece of gold in front of the village and behind the village, as if the sun precipitated on the thin tip of the petals, connected in pieces, golden dazzling, wrapped the whole village tightly. My daughter, who didn't like to ride in the car, shouted to get out of the car to see the rape flowers. I also quickly got out of the car to see the rape flowers.
Everyone followed the small path in the field to the rape flowers in front of the village, and the smell that permeated the fragrance and refreshing people was full of joy. Feel this boundless golden yellow, warm and intoxicating sunshine, song and swallow dance, peach red pear white, constitute a beautiful peach blossom source on earth.
Standing in the field full of sunshine, the spring breeze is blowing, and the cauliflower is swaying, as if full of gold flows. It makes people feel as if they have become a beautiful rape flower, wearing a golden yellow dress, the warm wind blows softly, the golden yellow dress flutters with the wind, and the canola flowers in the field dance with it.
The famous poem of the Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli, "Children rush to chase yellow butterflies, fly into cauliflower and look nowhere" is vividly displayed here. In the middle of the sea of flowers, you can see the golden yellow that comes into view. The breeze blows, and the waves of rape flowers sway gently, like a pool of spring water that blows wrinkles, ripples in the heart.
Stretch out and trot for a while, soaking the soles of the shoes with the morning dew of the fields and staining the plackets and cuffs with the fragrance that cannot be shaken off. The charm of the alpine terraces has an indescribable temperament. Just like the small bridge in the poem, the cauliflower brings the village to life.
Walking aimlessly on the field, immersed in the sea of flowers, the mood is comfortable, I am afraid that this is the charm of the countryside field. If you have any questions, you can communicate at any time. Articles that like wandering far away, please pay attention to, like, and share.