Draw the curtains in the morning.
A pungent scent hits you.
Suddenly looked up. Then he saw the whiteness of the trees.
Acacia flowers, the taste of a long time gone.
Pick up the hook by the wall and go out.
I haven't ticked it yet. I was already thinking about it.
The smell of the sorcera rice.
On top of a long bamboo pole.
A hook was tied with wire.
This was still before the Qingming Festival.
The hook I made to hook a toon.
It can only be experienced in the countryside.
Such a pleasant and delicious thing.
A spring rain before Qingming.
Let the buds of the toon grow wildly.
Tick it yourself and clean it.
Then make a delicious meal.
Toon tofu toon scrambled eggs.
It's delightful and delicious.
It's not something that a hotel can bring to you.
Scrambled eggs with wolfberry locust flowers on the tableware on a wooden table.
Now just after Qingming, Gu Yu came.
It's been another pleasant and delicious thing.
Hook off the locust branches and put them in a pile.
In a bunch of flowers, put them into pots.
When you see a good flower, you take a bite first.
It's not about a bite to eat.
It's for the enjoyment of this.
A joy that can only be found in a farmer's house.
How many urban people.
Come to the countryside and have a peasant meal and leave.
So they never get it.
This joy in the farmhouse.
Hook the toon once and hook the locust flower once.
This happiness has long been integrated into the lives of the farmers.
This is the feeling of a farmer.
Others don't understand.
Take a walk in the spring breeze.
Look at the sycamore tree buds overhead.
Fold a few tender willow branches.
Weave a hat and put it on your head.
Rape flowers bloom all around.
There is no way out to surround you.
Whose apricot tree is on the side of the road.
The apricots are still green, and the little ones are a little cute.
I couldn't help but pick one, so sour, so sour.
Only the countryside can make people so comfortable.
This is another kind of feeling in the bones of the peasant family.
Others don't understand.
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The small ditch by the river is cool and cool.
A small black tadpole.
Swim freely.
Naughty children are actually catching and playing.
Look at these little tadpoles in a few more days.
It has turned an earthy yellow.
Some of them have two backwards and a long tail.
Some of them were already able-bodied and jumped ashore and jumped into the fields.
The wheat is yellow, and the waves of wheat are beautiful.
The joy of the harvest.
It can be seen on the faces of the peasant family.
Now there are harvesters to cut the wheat.
No more hassle to cut wheat with a sickle.
But you also have to sort out a place.
Dry the wheat.
Noodles made from new wheat.
In addition to the original fragrance, there is more of a joy.
White** Oily noodles.
These are the most delicious foods.
These are the fruits of the labor of the peasant family.
This joy of harvest is also a feeling.
He who gets something for nothing does not understand.
Farmers are always busy.
When the wheat was harvested, the corn seeds were sown.
The corn seedlings are particularly robust one by one.
That's because of the hard work of the farmers.
Make the land very fertile.
The corn is not yet ripe.
The heat of summer is already nowhere to hide.
The trees planted by the predecessors have blessed the future generations.
So one by one peasant families.
I brought a stool and a fan.
Twos and threes in twos and threes under the big trees to enjoy the shade.
This pleasure and contentment.
How can those who seek fame and fortune understand?
Let's go find out! Look at which of us catches the most.
I'm going to bake it, I'm going to fry it.
Maybe this delicacy.
Only the children of the peasant family can understand best.
Although there are not many catches in one evening.
But think of the delicious tomorrow morning.
The saliva flowed uncontrollably.
I just finished eating.
Wipe your mouth. I thought of the frog that had grown up in the little ditch again.
Fat body with a white belly.
And the green back.
This is the frog.
But the yellow, the black, the black.
The back is full of pimples of leprosy**.
But it always appears in front of you.
That ugly look is always scary.
There are frog gutters, and of course there will be loaches.
Actually, the main reason for catching these little things is to have fun.
This joy will stay with you all summer long.
How many elders recalled.
It's always relishing.
Because it used to be their happiest childhood.
Nowadays it is a feeling.
Buried deep in my heart.
I have never experienced such a wonderful childhood.
How can you understand?
Cornfields. The corn is ripe.
Each corn stalk is taller than a person.
It was another bumper harvest.
The bookmaker does not lie.
The more water you give, the more you get back.
Truckloads of corn cobs were pulled home.
It's piled up like a mountain.
Then peel off the outer shells one by one.
Revealing yellow corn cobs.
Find a few more tender sticks.
Boil a large pot of water and put the corn on the cob in it.
This delicacy is always something that you can't put down.
In the end, I can only hold my stomach round.
Finish cutting down the corn stalks in the field.
and then it was brought out of the ground.
Packed up. And he sowed the seed of wheat.
Waiting for a good harvest in the coming year.
It's not a simple repetition.
It's more like a reincarnation.
Or a gift.
The farmer knows how to be grateful.
They reciprocate with a kind of simplicity.
and affection for the land.
People who don't have this dedication and love for the land.
It's something you'll never know.
Before the corn matures.
Picking a small fruit is also very exciting.
This little fruit is the mulberry fruit.
The red, red, black, and black ones are delicious.
Thick and tall trees.
Only those who are good at climbing trees dare to go up.
Stand on a branch and shake vigorously.
Mulberry fruit like raindrops.
And it fell down with a bang.
Hold the bowl and hold the basin.
Pick up the mulberry fruit that has fallen on the ground.
When the bowls are full.
The people in the trees were already full.
Look again. Whether it's counting the people on the trees or the people picking up mulberry fruits.
A pair of white hands had already turned black.
But so what?
And what is this compared to the harvest?
Wash the mulberry berries one by one.
Distribute it to the elderly, distribute it to the children.
Whoever meets.
You can come and eat a few of them.
This happiness can be shared.
The generosity of the peasant family.
It's like sharing mulberry fruits.
It has long been integrated into life.
Without this generosity.
How can it be a real farmer?
Cherries and mulberries.
The four seasons of the farmer's family are distinct.
In spring there are rape and locust flowers.
In summer there are watermelons and shade.
Autumn has a bountiful harvest and joy.
In winter, there are stoves and ondols.
It's all incorporated.
Something in the life of a peasant family.
Therefore, it also shapes the unique feelings of the peasant family.
It is different from the guests who are sightseeing.
Because they're just going to look at it, and they're never going to understand.
Of course, there are four distinct seasons.
Just part of the farmer's family.
There is much more to these farmers.
Farm yard. This is the *** of the farmer's family
There are flowers, there are trees, and there are vegetables.
Put a table and move a few stools.
You can drink tea and chat, and you can eat as a family.
Natural and delicious.
You can stay at home in the small courtyard.
Find a table of fresh ingredients.
Neighbors can also give gifts to each other.
A variety of vegetables in the small yard.
This kind of family-like relationship.
It has long been an indispensable part of the life of the peasant family.
Serve a bowl of rice and squat under an old tree.
After a while, there were a few more people.
or a bowl or basin.
Everyone eats their own but is as warm as a family.
This simplicity and kindness.
It has long been something unique to the peasant family.
People who don't understand this feeling.
If you want to learn, you can't learn.
Front yard urban vegetable garden
The whole village was busy.
The experiences of the older generation are slowly disappearing.
But the feelings that were saved at that time have been passed down.
Wheat threshing was the most troublesome thing at that time.
The men of the whole village helped one by one.
Until the straw is all piled up.
All the wheat turned into grains.
to be able to go and take care of his own family's affairs.
The life of the peasant family is hard.
So what has always been inherited in the bones is.
The spirit of helping each other and overcoming difficulties together.
This family built a house, and that family married a daughter.
This kind of happy event is celebrated by the whole village.
Farmers can not only share weal and woe, but also share joy.
Now there are those people who can be more lovely than the peasant family.
Life in the countryside is simple and unpretentious.
But that doesn't mean it won't be lively.
Make an appointment with three or five friends to catch a set.
Add some things for your home.
Buy some sweet cakes and sweets.
Honor the old man.
Sweeten life.
Let there be more joy and laughter in the home.
A beautiful life is to be relied on.
The industrious hands of the peasant family to create.
All farmers know this.
They always keep the home spotless.
Make the table hearty.
The peasant family is industrious but content.
It's something in the bones.
Those who have long since integrated into the city.
Do you remember.
The contentment that has been passed down from our ancestors.
The Spring Festival and Chinese New Year's Eve are approaching, and rural villagers in Handan, Hebei Province, are busy rushing to buy New Year goods.
A valuable asset inherited by the farmer's family.
In fact, it has been decreasing.
Perhaps this is the process of the development of the times.
Something that's being lost.
Of course, this lost thing is very precious.
That's where the roots of many people's hearts lie.
Today's countryside is more about bearing.
Carrying the past and the beginning.
How many people have pursued fame and fortune all their lives.
Wait until your hair is gray.
The only nostalgia.
It is the homeland that carries his childhood.
Returning to the roots of fallen leaves has long been an emotion deeply rooted in the bone marrow of Chinese people.
This root is definitely in the countryside.
This root is certainly the root of the original peasant family.
Because it is only the peasant family who is closest to the land.
This closeness is a unique gift.
The countryside is the last treasure piece of land that the peasant family held onto.
How many urbanites.
I can't stand the pressure of the city.
And fled back to the homeland of his ancestors.
They began to look for that first joy.
The simplest life.
The sun rises and the sun sets.
Autarky. It's as if the true meaning of life is here.
However, the suffering of the peasant family coexists with this true meaning.
How many people can't bear this suffering.
And he left again.
But they knew they were going to come back sooner or later.
I just don't know the day I will come back.
Are they not leaving?
In short, in their hearts.
At this moment, a seed of affection has been planted.
Guilin Yangshuo farmers harvest gift package for the Spring Festival.
The feelings of the peasant family.
It began to attract tourists from the city.
It was the first time they had come into contact with the land so closely.
Feel the power of the land.
That's where life begins.
One seed, one seedling, is a limitless range of possibilities.
In fact, urban people have the blood of peasant families in their bones.
It's just that I didn't come back for too long and forgot the most precious thing.
But luckily, some people remembered.
I remembered what my ancestors had left for me.
And then brought it back to the city.
Maybe what I brought back was the feelings of the peasant family.
But what is this feeling?
I think everyone in China knows it.
But I can't say anything.
The people of the country have gone out of the country.
This feeling has also been brought out of the country.
They will be the wisdom of the farmer's family.
Taught to foreigners.
And I think they're teaching more than just planting skills.
It's more about industriousness, simplicity and contentment.
And love for the land.
I think what they ended up teaching must be the feelings of the peasant family.
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In fact, the feelings of the peasant family.
It is the feelings of the Chinese people.
I think it's easiest to get started.
In fact, it is a peasant meal.
Of course this peasant meal.
It's not just a casual meal at a restaurant.
It's about getting involved yourself.
Harvested from the ground, then washed, then cooked.
Everything is a farmhouse thing.
No processing and no additives.
Only the original flavor only green.
You can experience it with one meal.
The feelings of the peasant family.
Of course, this is just the beginning.
If you can open up a piece of land.
Sprinkle a handful of seeds.
Fertilize and water yourself.
Wait until the harvest. Let's cook a peasant meal again.
That will definitely make you feel it deeper.
Not everyone, though.
They are all as lucky as the farmers.
The farmer family was lucky.
Because only their lives are the most real.
Sow a handful of seeds, pay a hard work and sincerity.
You'll get a reward.
This is a matter of course.
But city life.
But this kind of take it for granted cannot survive.
Whether it's career, feelings, or anything else.
This realistic society.
The feelings of the peasant family have long been put away.
Trampling is worthless.
It is a society without feelings.
The pursuit of fame and fortune has long been mainstream.
The feelings of the peasant family.
It has become the last pure land.
Those who know it regard it as a treasure.
They don't understand people, but they treat it as dung.
But this kind of feeling can stand the test of time.
New China is because of this feeling.
It has been prosperous for a long time.
So the feelings of the peasant family.
It is the feelings of the country.
It is the most long-standing sentiment of the Chinese nation.
Anyone who shares the same bloodline understands it.
We should continue to pass on this sentiment.
Let it continue to benefit future generations.