There is a song that writes about a young man in a small town like this:
Look at the blue sky and white clouds, and the flowers in front of the door smile at me.
In the streets and alleys, uncles and aunts are noisy and lively.
The road at noon, where the wind is gentle.
Quickened his pace, and the smoke was fragrant.
The town is extremely sloppy, and I want to throw myself into the arms of the world.
I ate three meals a day, the night was long, and the fog was thick in the morning.
I'm fine, don't worry I'll go to bed first.
Life is still long, and that's it by default.
I thought that only in the song would there be such a day and such a person, but I didn't expect that there would really be such a young man in a small town in reality.
In a small county town in the south, there is a new farmer who comes from the countryside to the countryside and loves to wander in the countryside.
In addition to the harvest, he completed this anthology "Small Town Youmin" with sincere and simple words with the subtle truth of the world, he is Wen Shihao, a real small town Youmin.
Living in the countryside of Guangdong, his people, things and things are rich in Lingnan characteristics, and some ordinary little things reveal the most primitive and real love and happiness of human beings.
01 An old stamp
A "Shanghai resident" stamp, stamped with a circular postmark, pulls people back to April 1991.
The curtain of the author's memory was opened: the young father, with my urgent telegram in his hand, respectfully begged to borrow money in front of the foreman. The funny and helpless look of the father in the past is deeply imprinted on this small stamp, which makes people feel nostalgic, and all this unbearable, except for the father, is only the most clear.
An old stamp carries the tacit understanding between a son and a father, who both understand each other.
02 The River of Life
We all have had an innocent childhood like a child, but we will flow farther and farther in the river of life.
The river of life is a river that has been frolicked through, a river that slowly clings to the mud.
If life can return to simplicity, the river is the world of generations, the flowing water is what you know, and the mountain is your end ......
03 Wandering in time
The homeless man of time, spanning the childish childhood, the ignorant teenager, the impetuous youth, the lost middle-aged, for decades, the feeling of wandering in time, he grabbed a floating forest on the sea without sunlight, drifting aimlessly, struggling, people hugging driftwood one after another, hungry and cold, and at a loss in spirit.
The home of time is in our thoughts, between our hands and feet, in the enthusiasm that burns to ...... hope
04 Drink tea
In the past, I didn't understand tea, only the cup of boiled water, and its content could be filled by my thinking.
I still don't understand tea, but I know that everyone can have his own understanding.
Drink tea or plain water, and be self-sufficient.
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