In the rural world, some people in the city don't know how to be wonderful, and the spread speed of gossip in the countryside is not worse than that in the city. City people are afraid to disturb others at night, so they are careful. Countrymen are afraid that others will not know that there is a "night banquet" at night and guess the code loudly and have a good time. If farmers are simple, I think it is their hospitality. I'll never learn their enthusiasm. Whenever there are guests at home, the younger generation at home are maids who can be used at will, and not only that, but also the requirements are very strict; If farmers are kind, I think they can smile at those who hurt them when they hold hatred or pain. Their hatred is easily washed away by years, and waking up is a new beginning.
In the place where I live, perhaps the most wonderful "palace fight" is that the country people are sometimes "petty" and red in the face, specifically poking people's pain, directly lifting people's wounds without thinking, and then sprinkling a handful of salt; And the story of the field. Every time rice is planted, neighbors are always afraid that their fields will "live" without water, and then they will choose to go to the fields in the dead of night to irrigate their fields with water pipes that irrigate other people's fields. Sometimes they get caught and have a fight in the middle of the night. Grandpa won't let me go out at night. If I see this scene during the day, I want to sit by and watch a play. After listening to a scene, I will go home slowly, and then I will start talking to my family. In this land where I live, there are more exciting places than TV series, such as singing opera and cross talk, and there will be plots like The Temptation of Going Home. Like to listen to gossip, deeply loved by men, women and children. My grandfather said I was a PHS in the village, but that was before. Since I discovered the power of "Gong Dou", I gave up this "career".
I belong to the kind of person who will feel bad about the person who has hurt me for a lifetime after being hurt. I belong to a good-looking person. After having a fierce argument with others, I may choose to die of old age and not talk to each other. Therefore, I have always wondered why my fellow villagers can make up today after yesterday's quarrel. I dare not delve into their inner world, because I am afraid that I will be disappointed by the results I hear. I saw the community I once wanted to see, but now I appreciate each other. I would like to believe that these facts exist, even if they are just appearances. Because the once bustling countryside is now extremely quiet, there are no children laughing and playing, and there is no strong labor force working in the fields. I saw the old people stumbling in the fields, I saw the sick people working hard at one breath, I saw many sad things, but I could only choose silence because I could do nothing. Every time I go home, I try to make the whole family lively. I will visit the whole village. I will help any family in need, so that someone will take care of my grandparents when I am away.
Recently, this village is horribly quiet and unfamiliar, but there is still less obvious warmth dancing in silence. In that village where there are only old people and few middle-aged people, I have seen them unite. They will help each other, get together for dinner and share delicious food with each other. This is a sight I have never seen before, and it is also the most touching point for me. Thank you for giving me such comfort.
Although things will become inhuman one day, at least I have. I deeply love the pure land that raised me, which is the holy land that inspires me in my life. My favorite country, tranquility is you, excitement is you, beauty is you, and quality is you. The children you raise will not fulfill your expectations, but you will become their expectation and refuge.