It's a good time to enjoy the flowers.
In this picturesque season
Spring in Songyang is also particularly beautiful.
Since ancient times, the spring in Songyang has always been surrounded by tea fragrance.
Many people are curious to ask me why I came to Songyang.
Because of the picturesque Songyang here, because you can get tired of playing games here, just make a cup of green tea and watch it under the soft light, because it makes you want to stop.
Smell the tea and think about the scene in the tea garden. Ten thousand acres of tea garden, the whole body only has tea fragrance, and there are only dense tea forests in the eyes. Tea leaves float in hot water, stirring up and down, and constantly moving. Some of them just float on the water, while others sink to the bottom. The brown color is getting stronger and stronger, and the fragrance gradually dissipates with the rising of the hot air in Ran Ran, and permeates the whole room.
The aroma of good tea can only be known by those who understand it. I have tasted many famous teas in Songyang, but I still feel that they are not enough. Tea is really a good thing, refreshing, and soon I feel a lot easier today.
When you are impetuous, you can do whatever you want, regardless of gains and losses and consequences. You only want to be quick for a while, and often you lose more than you gain. When you are calm, you should change with constancy, watch the vicissitudes of life, watch the clouds fall in Yun Qi, calm down and handle things rationally. Songyang can soothe your impetuousness, and here, your heart is only quiet.
If I can often come here to drink tea, think about people and things around me and practice a peaceful attitude, what else can I not see?
The first day in Songyang ended like this.
At sunrise, I saw the owner of B&B's house come back with his own vegetables. Yes, in this ancient village, he eats all his own food. Vegetables are sweet and meat is great. After washing slowly, I went out, and the air was fresh. I only asked about the smell of soil, tea and grass trees. Most of the features of this ancient village are the same, except for the architectural shapes of some houses, they have the same feature, that is, witness time. Many times, I don't want to know the ins and outs of the ancient courtyard, but enjoy the tranquility of ancient times.
I found that the homestays here are all in good locations, with streams in front and vegetable fields behind. Ducks raised by a group of homestay owners by the stream are leisurely foraging, and rape blossoms are in full bloom in the vegetable fields. Follow the village path and go deep into the village. I can hear voices all the time, but I have never seen anyone. After a long journey, four old people sat on the uphill of the village, arguing enthusiastically about something. The strength of the argument left a strong impression in time, and the ancient village became more human because of the old people. ?
I crouched under the flower tree, picking up the fragrance of time, the ancient earth wall, and the flower tree telling love. I don't know how many years I have been with it, and the flower trees bloom in the corner year after year.
There are some small benches everywhere in the village, which may be left by the old people basking in the sun, or they may be ready to take a nap for tourists. I am sitting in an era with an ancient imprint. There are no chariots and horses here, and a calf is not afraid of strangers and comes to me. I talked happily with the calf, and the calf looked at me stupidly and didn't speak. Reach out and make friends with it. It seems to understand what I mean and doesn't go quietly.
Looking around, the whole village is surrounded by green hills and ancient trees, and dozens of muddy yellow ancient houses with civil structures continue to spread like steps along the mountain, scattered and golden in the sun, so there is? The golden Potala Palace? Known as.
Strolling on the village road paved with bluestone, shuttling through the patchwork adobe houses, the most striking thing is the opposite horse head wall and exquisite carved beams, doors and windows. Listening to the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs, and smelling the fragrance of camellia, it seems to have come to Tao Yuanming's pen? Xanadu
Walking is not endless walking, but feeling the integration of man and nature, man and plants, man and animals in the process of walking. No matter how far you go here, you won't feel tired. If you are far away from your daily work, walking and picking tea seems to be just a matter of taking a few breaths. Tired, you won't.