The place where love stays the longest: Bomi

You stay in my heart, I don't stay in your eyes. Every time I hear this lyric, I think of a place:? The small town I miss most is Bomi, the hometown in misty rain, the snowy south of the Yangtze River, the hometown of Tibetan king and the most beautiful place on the roof of the world. There are memories of my childhood, my best companion and Amar's most beautiful pastoral. Only when I left did I know that every grass and tree, mountain and water there touched my soft heart.

Looking up at the clear sunshine of Mount Everest;

Breathe the fragrance of snow lotus in Himalayas;

Overlooking the magnificence of the Yarlung Zangbo River;

Feel the sacred whiteness of the snowy plateau;

Miss the bright moon in Jiangnan town.

My hometown is a rainy city with beautiful scenery, which attracts countless overseas tourists. There is a unique national culture and a unique home for collectors. Everything here is so beautiful and peaceful. Ancestors are simple and kind, rest at sunset and work at sunrise. The moon here is so bright. The round moon is a lamp in the dark. Whenever there are stars in the midsummer night sky, the moon will rise from the edge of the forest, emitting cold light, making the snow-covered fields look particularly bright and clean.

How many people have been touched by the beautiful scenery of Bomi?

How many people have been shocked by Bomi's mysterious style?

How many people have been moved by Bomi's simple life?

How many people have been attracted by the bright moonlight?

Tibet has little Switzerland, enlarged Jiuzhaigou and beautiful Moonlight City, which is my beautiful hometown.

Tibet has a small south of the Yangtze River, an enlarged Hong Kong and a quiet star town. This is my beautiful hometown.

In my hometown, I am enjoying the bright moon. In the dim moonlight, a towering tree is rustling. The white flowers in full bloom in the bushes reflect soft light.

I love my hometown, where there is not only a bright moon, but also simple buildings, slash-and-burn labor methods and simple residents. These rural scenery are mixed with smooth cement roads and various travelers rushing by, interwoven into a perfect combination of modernity and classicism, but they do not destroy the tranquility and serenity of the village at all. Everything here is so quiet, and everything in the moonlight is so quiet.

My hometown is like a pearl embedded in green, lying quietly in the valley in southeast Tibet. Weeds are fragrant, trees are beautiful and shady, and lush forests climb from the bottom of the valley to the middle of the mountain, supporting the top of the mountain wrapped in silver. The sky is clear, the breeze is blowing gently, and the warm color of the sun shines on the ground through the flocculent white clouds, giving people a feeling of idleness and comfort. Low-key Shan Lan lies in the mountains, quietly leaning against a pool of clear water, and the sunset is projected on the water, reflecting colorful. The river flows at the foot of my hometown, and the current is swift. It has holy water in the sky and holy water on the snowy mountains to wash my hometown and moisten the hearts of people in my hometown. Chai Fei is reflected behind the swaying trees, and the moonlight shines on every grass and tree here. Flowers in the field smile at the moon in the sky. The river flows quietly, as if disturbing this round of bright moon. The dog at the door is quietly looking at the moon overhead.

Spring in my hometown is a small snowy mountain temple painted by Fan Kuan in the Northern Song Dynasty. Rong Zhongerjia's Love in Jiuzhai is a landscape in Guo Moruo's poems. Just like a beautiful landscape painting: snow peaks stand in the distance and white clouds are around: near the canyon, the mountains are undulating, the forest is boundless and the flowing water is dense. Tao Yuanming stood under the bright moon, looking at the grass and trees here, as if he had returned to the Peach Blossom Garden.

Whenever the first light of the morning shines on the distant snow-capped mountains, every household will burn firewood; Amar always makes shortcakes for us when the smoke from kitchen chimneys drifts across the hillside. At that time, our family would always be happy to eat delicious shortbread together. At that time, I never knew what the so-called trouble was. I know that when I'm hungry, I can eat shortbread made by Amar, and I can also eat Ciba. You can drink butter tea when you are thirsty.

The sky in Bomi is blue and the clouds are white. I never have to worry about anything. Because there is a father who doesn't have to worry about socializing, and there is an Amar who doesn't have to worry about the next meal. Our family will always be happy to live our own life in that room. We watch sunsets and sunrises together, we listen to love songs drifting across every corner of our hometown, and we watch the scenery of bloom together.

My hometown is a beautiful small mountain city, and everything here attracts countless overseas tourists. After I left, my hometown was the Peach Blossom Festival in my hometown. I miss Amar, who stood in the moonlight of his hometown waiting for me to come back, smiling at the shadow of the moon, the childhood of eating milk cakes in the moonlight, and the scene of the silver moonlight shining on my face.

When cuckoo flies over the mountainside of hometown, do you hear the river pour out its deep affection for the moon?

Do you see the moonlight shining on every corner of your hometown when the azaleas are in full bloom halfway up the mountain?

There is a lovely hometown in that peach blossom place, which is a lyric. I was a child when David Jiang sang this song. Now I have been to many places and seen many peach blossoms. I have also seen many bright moons, but the only thing I never forget is my hometown. I miss the bright moon here and the wonderful time of reunion with Tao Yuanming. When I came in March, the vast expanse of peach blossom sea seemed to bloom all over here overnight. Quiet, simple and colorful, it not only conforms to the characteristics of hometown, but also tells the world all the time that it is also an outdoor paradise without sorrow.

When a peach blossom is in full bloom in my hometown, my hometown begins to welcome a good opportunity for spring outing; In March, the winter in my hometown has not faded, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance are still covered with snow. In the cold season, peach blossoms have blossomed in every corner of my hometown. I seem to be in the Peach Blossom Garden.

In March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River and warblers fly, and everything in my hometown spits new things. Between the valley and the hillside, there are peach trees occasionally, and evergreen trees with a touch of red, or just right, or suddenly earned, thrown into the heart, wandering in the heart, unique. There is also a peach tree in my hometown, with rows of nearly 100 meters, branches and leaves creeping and peach blossoms in full bloom. Walking along the Yarlung Zangbo River, there are ten thousand peach blossoms along the Yang Ni River. There is almost Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring", "The land is flat and spacious, the houses are so beautiful, and the ponds are beautiful. The artistic conception of traffic and the smell of chickens and dogs. There are also "Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian; Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them. When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk to go to Japan, bloom flowers fall every year.

There is a Peach Blossom Festival every year, and most people gather under peach trees. At this time, the sun is shining, the grass is delicious and calm. I took seven or eight people, two or three cases of beer, often played poker and made wine. At this time, many people have been to Karin, and many people are laughing loudly. Tourists will walk around the peach tree three times and get lucky.

The beautiful scenery in my hometown always makes me relaxed and happy. Even after I left for many years, it is still my warmest harbor, my truest miss and the place I miss most.

This is a paradise surrounded by glaciers, snow-capped mountains and forests. Everyone who walks on the Sichuan-Tibet line is bound to meet it. Here are some beautiful simplicity, quietness and peace, like a clear lake, which fills the heart with joy.

The wind in my hometown is so gentle that it drives young trees and grass to dance together. A breeze blows, like a mother's hand gently touching her face. I like that feeling, cool and refreshing. To enjoy life, you don't have to have delicacies, silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has given us.

My hometown is a rainy city. It often rains here in March. I like peach blossoms in the rain in my hometown, the ease of walking in the rain, and the sound of rain. In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blows the river in my hometown, and the river is suddenly awakened by that sweet song. Whenever it rains, the whole mountain is filled with clouds, and peach blossoms bloom at the other end of the mountain. Nothing is more charming than the green hills washed by the spring rain. The whole hillside is green and dense, and the fog wraps around its waist like elegant silk. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.

I'll wait for you in Bomi. When the flag clouds surround the summit and the sunset unveils her mysterious veil, I will wait for you at Jiagu Mountain.

I'll wait for you in Bomi. When the breeze blows the five-color prayer flags and the morning light up the sky, I will wait for you in Huarong Tianchi.

I will wait for you in Bomi, and I will wait for you in my hometown when the azaleas are in full bloom in every villa in my hometown and the morning light shines on the snowy mountains.