The movie said: “Life is a process, sadly it cannot be repeated, and gratifyingly it does not need to be repeated.” Therefore, all the rotations in the movie symbolize the rapid passage of time without return.

Life is also. There was a time when I watched the sky every day from dark to bright, and then from bright to dark. In this repeated process, repeating things are done. Although life is hard to avoid repetition, travel is killing life in a way that runs counter to it.

Aliang and I decided at the moment to transfer from Xitang to Wuyuan, which is at the border of the three provinces. I heard that it is the most beautiful countryside in China. And March is the season for rape blossoms.

The car from Shangrao to Wuyuan has been running all the way, I think it will be endless. This endless state scared me, and my mind collapsed.

The feeling of sudden drop left the heart hanging, sorely hanging on the chest. I closed my eyes and fell asleep on the long road, sometimes awake painfully. This is an unlimited dream. The scenery outside the window is repeated again and again. I saw many identical holes and corners. This is simply incredible.

It’s a little more than getting off. The small town in front of me is so ordinary, just like every southern village passing by casually.

The bus has not yet opened, from Tsinghua to Tuochuan is a small passenger goods.

The crushed stones on the road almost hit the broken car to the broken bones. In the bumps, I ate up the strength that I finally accumulated. The bounce along the way, but completely forget the pain of the body itself. I only saw the whole white dust outside the window. In the sun, countless dust is dancing. They are so happy. The creaking sounds of the broken car turned into simple music, allowing the dust of free dance to twist the waist.

On the way to Tsinghua Town, the sun gradually went west. Sitting in the car can easily create the illusion of driving time. The scattered Xixia shop sprinkled down, and lit the endless rapeseed outside the car window, a brilliant piece, like the precious jewelry everywhere, the golden light shining brightly in the eyes of tourists. The little cauliflowers, who twisted their waists in the wind, burned the whole land calmly.

This burning, like the great destruction at the end of the century, is gorgeous and brilliant.

After about an hour, the bus arrived at Tsinghua Town.

I saw a touch of lingering afterglow floating on the mountains, with a flash of bright luster. This is the galaxy formed by the legendary flying ribbon of the seven fairies. Occasionally a few sparrows traversed their eyes, just like the paradise magpie that flew to match for that ancient love. Without the Jade Emperor building a magpie bridge, so that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet.

A Liang and I smiled at each other, fortunately not diverting home because of the ordinary we saw when we got off the bus.

After nightfall, the breeze blows. We didn’t find the hotel in the town. We saw the sign of the hotel at the door of the resident’s house and went straight in.

The farmhouse is actually home. After entering the door, the furnishings in his eyes were like those of ordinary farmers. At the time of the meeting, a family of three was sitting around a high-black square table at the center of the hall for dinner. I wasn’t panicked when we saw our break-in, just raised my head and smiled kindly, and the hostess got up and led us upstairs to see the room.

The farm houses all have spacious balconies, which is what I like. The Rainbow Bridge is slightly vicissitudes in the dim light. It looks at the stream of flowing water beneath it quietly, at the bushes behind it, at the bustling people. I stood till my body was slightly cold. I still couldn’t see how the rainbow bridge the master was pointing, but it was filled with stars and enchanted me. The aunt said that the moon rises late here, and it does not appear until the stars are thin after nine o’clock.

Turning back to the house, he was suddenly surrounded by the warm scent of cured vegetables. In a trance, it seems to return to the childhood in the country. This night, smelling the warm smell of cured vegetables, I slept particularly well.

Early in the morning, after washing, he couldn’t wait to carry the camera and ran towards Rainbow Bridge.

A faint mist obscures the sight, and the Rainbow Bridge looks like a girl on the fence, slightly lonely. Except for the guy who sells paintings by the bridge, it seems that only me and Aliang are looking at each other happily. The fresh air makes everything more delicate and pleasant. We breathe cold and pure air greedily and jump on the Rainbow Bridge with ease.

Compared to the Rainbow Bridge in the ancient city of Phoenix, the Rainbow Bridge is not colorful. The already dim color reveals the vicissitudes of history, and many years later, the sorrow and joy will pass away, leaving only this bridge to stay here silently as before.

A small family reunited and headed on the bridge. The lady guide explained with a smile on her face. The triangular bridge foundations facing the mountains were made up of stones of different sizes. Because the middle was filled with sand, grass grew. There is also a historical story about the bench bridge lying on the water like a rickety man fifty meters ahead. In addition, there are rice mills and primitive watermills in the lower reaches of the current, as well as a long chain of small stone pier winding to the other side.

The small stone pier has the original cuteness without natural carvings. A Liang was busy taking pictures. I jumped forward on the stone pier alone, counting one by one, and there were just 111 on the shore. Since the 100th, there has been another strand of sand and stone islands leading to the middle of the sudden river. On the island, the reeds and thatch are cluttered and cluttered, which is slightly desolate. The gurgling water ran aground on the river bed, hitting a piece of fine white foam.

I danced alone in the reeds on the small island of sand and stone until noon. The number of tourists suddenly increased, and we hurried back to the hotel. When I looked back, I suddenly felt some joyful scenes, which made the old history shoulder depressed.

The beauty beyond the hustle and bustle has been safe and silent for so long, so why should it be handsome and handsome?

The next day, we continued along the northern line.

Because the road has not been repaired, the car bumped all the way, wobbled on the winding road, and drove slowly. Outside the window was filled with flying sand and dust, choking tears, and a dry throat. The lower abdomen fell heavily due to the violent vibration, it seems that something strange is born, and will be born here.

That slow crawling always brings me close to death.

The trivial things on the road make people careless about the scenery around them. For so long. Every once in a while, a cluster of white houses and green trees will suddenly appear, depicting the village as hazy, with a full sense of alienation. They have their own destiny according to their place. Like the pit that we have arrived now, it seems lonely and lonely.

Mottled wall roots, ancient shrines, wood carvings; dense and regular social groups, full of live water; and stone bridges covered with cabbage. It has nothing to do with history or aesthetics, but it is enough to arouse the deep affection of foreigners.

The villagers who had never met each other raised their heads and smiled at us, then immediately buried their heads and continued to do their jobs. The residents of the entire village are almost surnamed Yu, I do n’t know if they inherit the blood of the family?

Aunt Yu insisted on taking off my shoulder bag, and happily carried it on my back. She told me that whoever wants to marry, they need to let the man carry the bride back and forth on the small bridge at the entrance of the village.

All the people in the village watch the bustle and wish them old age. I am interested in pointing at those cabbages arranged neatly for unknown reasons. Aunt Yu gently rubbed her hands and smiled, “That’s home-made pickles. I’ll come home as soon as I like, and I’ll make them for you if you like.”