When the holiday is coming, many people choose to travel to the famous mountains and rivers, and I still return to the small village in my hometown, feeling the tranquility and simplicity. I still remember that morning, I was sitting at the gate and saw the weeds of a meter high in the yard. I was trying to find out the sentence, "When Wei Wei is tall, green vines climb the wall," my cousin Suddenly came over and told me to take me to see a friend. So, I followed my cousin and drove out of the car. The car was driving fast on the flat cement road. The fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus floated in the air, which made people intoxicated. Looking around, I saw that the rice in the field had been harvested and I was waiting for people to plant other things. The green peaks on both sides of the road were rolling up and down. I don't know if my cousin will take me to see a friend. I only know that the place must be very remote. The car was on the road for about an hour. The cousin finally stopped, put the car on the side of the road, and then took me to the opposite hill. After walking through a long and narrow road, we saw the foot of the mountain. There are several grass houses, there are several tall ginkgo trees in front of the grass house. There is a little girl under the tree playing with her little brother. A middle-aged man dressed in a very plain style digs in front of the grass house and seems to be planting something. I must have been the owner of the house. The cousin came forward with a warm greeting from the middle-aged man. After a few words, the host told us to sit. The little girl next to it seemed a bit shy, and walked into the house with a cute little brother. The house looks a bit rudimentary, but the repair is very neat, the layout of the residence is also very particular, the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, the clear stream in front of the house, the hillside planted with fruit trees, gives a very harmonious and quiet feel. Soon after we sat down, the host took us to the orchard behind his house and said that I would pick a few watermelons to taste. In the orchard of Houshan, I saw only one watermelon lying in the grass Newport 100S. Although it was not big, it was tasted very sweet. I looked at the orange tree planted in the mountains. My cousin told me that this orange tree is an anti-season variety that can be matured during the Spring Festival Marlboro Cigarettes. This orange tree has been planted for almost three years and will be able to produce results next year. In fact, the cousin said that his friend started out from scratch, opened the mountain and moved to the quiet foot of the mountain for three years, and spent a lot of effort on this fruit tree Marlboro Gold. After picking up the watermelon from the orchard, we saw that the hostess had returned home and was feeding the little boy. At the door of the grass house, I saw a hen's feet tied with straw ropes. The host then entered the house and took out the kitchen knife to kill the chicken. At noon, we ate in the grass house. The chicken tasted very delicious. The host gave me and my cousin a full bowl of rice wine. I took the wine and gave the owner a cup. Thank you for picking melon and killing chicken. Enthusiastic hospitality, and wish him a good harvest after the fruit tree next year, because the cousin has something, we can not sit more, just ride back. Along the way, the man, the house, the mountain, always appeared in my mind. In the mountains far from the downtown area, the simple farmhouse, for the sake of their hopes of cultivating, has been ��hidden�� for three years, opening up the mountains and turning the land into an orchard. What is the meaning of life, what is happiness, what is hard work, today, I got a very good interpretation here. Related articles: Cigarettes Online