Roadside

The car went round and round on the Panshan Road to Shennongjia, making people fall asleep. Fortunately, one or two families could be found next to the circling Road, in front of the low and worn brick houses, occasionally, the flowers and trees they planted gave me a boost. I called out their names in the car happily from time to time, Rose! Crape myrtle! Hibiscus! Sunflower! Dali flowers can’t imagine that there would be someone planting flowers in such barren mountains, mountains and remote areas. It seems that there are not only literati and scholars appreciating flowers, and the pursuit of human spirit is far greater than our imagination. My friends in the car were confused about my actions. They thought it was ridiculous that I didn’t praise the mountains, or marvel at the viaducts or mountain tunnels, but stayed with these ordinary flowers and plants. How do they know what’s on my mind? In this remote mountain and Old Forest, the land is extremely precious. In front of their houses, behind their houses and beside the mountain forest, a small piece of land is planted with crops such as corn,, on such a precious land, they can still leave a living space for flowers and trees. How can I not be respected?! These flowers and trees planted in front of the House are neither enough nor herbs in Shennong’s back basket. From a practical point of view, they are useless. Their appearance made me see something shining on the plain peasants, a kind of brilliance with idealism. Human’s pursuit of spirit is always based on the satisfaction of material needs. The Prophet Mohammed once persuaded people to exchange one of them for daffodil when they owned two loaves of bread. The premise he emphasized was that people had to have two pieces of bread before changing daffodils. The implication is that if there is only one piece of bread, there is no need to exchange bread for daffodils when hungry. However, these farmers living in Shennongjia in front of me are lack of material and still do not give up the pursuit of beauty. When I sighed, my husband said with a smile: Aren’t you always longing for a peaceful life? How about building a thatched cottage here and leaving you here alone and visiting you once a year? No, I’m afraid. Are you afraid that the savage will rob you, or are you afraid that there will be ghosts at night? Of course there were no ghosts in the world. As for whether Shennongjia had wild people or not, it was hard to say that even if there were, it was estimated that they had already fled to a further place. I am afraid that I do not have the ability to survive in this land. Things in the world are often difficult to complete. I am tired of the noise in the city, but I can’t stand the loneliness in the mountains; I am eager to hover at a low altitude of from the ground, but I have to go back to live on the ground. Fortunately, I still hope that I can open up a small place in my heart to grow flowers and grass, just like these people living in Shennongjia. Let me appreciate these flowers in my heart and bring myself a little spiritual comfort during the interval of running and working for my life. Originally, I couldn’t do anything about a long journey, but during this trip to Shennongjia, I didn’t feel any discomfort. I could even climb mountains and take a car for seven hours continuously. Is it true that the flowers and trees planted by people in the deep mountain give me spiritual power? Now I can still remember clearly that the flowers scattered in front of people’s doors by the roadside in the window have bright red and bright yellow, there were mysterious purple, which flashed before my eyes. They were meeting and parting, but they were deeply left in my memory. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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