to enjoy the harvest of happiness

the little brick stone and cement drainage around the vegetable garden, to praise our hard-working cousin and her husband, Oh. Reluctantly left the vegetable garden, we sat around the kitchen, the heart is still hovering vegetable. Delicious chicken, beans, sweet even cause us yearning for rural life, family farmers, to provide room for people who live in town, not expensive, a few hundred dollars a month. Yes, ah, we partner rent a room, round the vegetable plot to control our rushes to go along with the plan of course this is only on paper, huh, huh. After dinner, we visited the little slope behind the house Xiaomei chicken duck farm, I heard only 5,60 soil every year to eat chickens and ducks, of course, praise, admire extremely. Xiaomei leave the house, looked at her in front of a small Ouchi, green leaves waving in the breeze, the vast blue sky, so far from the sea like the sea right into every Chushan stone flowers in full bloom, with bright, beautiful. Tao suddenly remembered a poem: Xiaomei is understood about the true meaning of the poem right, put down the city's retirement lazy, willing to suffer, to enjoy the home field of the contend of the music, enjoy and create their own achievements still to meet, to enjoy the harvest of happiness, enjoy a different kind of happiness. Afternoon, we came to the foot of the mountain cat ears the source of the Lijiang River Scenic Area, to experience nature more deeply to bring us endless joy, deeper the valley, green Longtan, clear streams, bamboo shade, vegetation fragrant, beautiful flowers; summer cicadas sounding, birds singing, noisy waterfall, streams of Buzz, the gorgeous cobblestone ... ... at night, sleeping in wooden building, accompanied by streams of noisy, I have a not a listening to two friends recall Sentimental era love story, sometimes playful, sometimes passionate; sometimes exciting, sometimes sad. 5,60 think those of us who's born, with all sorts of helplessness, experienced a dream, fever, loss, loss of ... years; did not make good reading, but feel the mountains and the countryside, laid-off workers, only one child , there is no property,