Impression of Tujia
Impression of Tujia
It is the girl on the stilted building looking through the window
It is the desolate door and window of the Sijingkou House< /p>
It is the winding rice fields hanging on the slope
It is the water under the mountain and the boats in the water
It is the mountainside. The roads and the shuttles up and down the road The footprints are rushing
It is the clouds and larks on the top of the mountain that are whispering
The impression of Tujia
It is the roar of the Qingjiang River
< p> It’s the mountain people’s chant to call the sunIt’s the caravan’s camel bells jingling away on the salt road
It’s the series of actions that Meimei takes from inviting guests to sit down, loading up on cigarettes, and serving tea< /p>
Impressions of Tujia
It’s my sister who wants to cross the river, who is going to push me?
It’s the fourth sister Huang who is walking and looking good, working as a salesman to be watched
It’s the couple whispering and gazing at each other under the parasol of the Daughter Club
It’s Salha looking at death with joy and intense drumbeats and dancing
It’s the colorful brocade of Xilankap< /p>
Yes, the little bird sings and flies across the waving hall
It is the fragrant food cooked in the wood stove
It is a Taishi chair placed in the center of the hall< /p>
The impression of Tujia
It is the warmth of the 30th degree north latitude and the fragrance of birds and flowers
It is the clusters of blue tiles and white walls looming under the green shade
It’s the laughter and laughter of men, women, old and young under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree
It’s the auspicious green mountains and clear waters, the white clouds in the sky and the floating sky