Autumn scenery in Qingyuan is picturesque.

Qingyuan County, Fushun City, Liaoning Province is my hometown.

(Qingyuan Mountain City-Photography Li Yanwei)

When I was a child, the scenery in my hometown was beautiful.

Unfortunately, people who worked hard for food and clothing at that time were not in the mood to appreciate this gift from nature.

Study hard in middle school and resume classes again, just to get out of the mountains and get rid of poverty. At that time, it was the most direct way for children in mountainous areas to leave their hometown to take exams, become soldiers and learn art (including singing duet).

At that time, I was one of the lucky ones in the countryside and was admitted to a technical secondary school. I clearly remember that among more than 30 children in the original class of primary school, only I finally passed the repetition and was admitted to Tieling Agricultural School. Going to the county to take the technical secondary school exam, a bus was full of 56 students, only me and another student who borrowed from a school received the admission notice.

After graduation, I have a relatively stable and fixed job, get married, start a business, and everything is step by step.

Unexpectedly, my hobby of photography and writing made me a media person, and the scenery in my hometown fascinated me so much.

(Qingyuan Nantianmen Scenic Area)

When I was a child, the mountains in my hometown were my thickest support.

My 6-year-old mother died and my father and villagers raised me. Before I graduated from primary school, I stayed at the old nurse's house to play besides going to school. Lao nai is not my relative. She is highly qualified in the village and has won the respect of her neighbors. Seeing my poor motherless child, Lao Nai took me home to play with his youngest son, so I often ate and lived in Lao Nai's house. Lao nai has five sons and two daughters. Lao Nai's youngest son is Wang Bin, two years younger than me. I call him uncle. He was my best playmate in childhood.

Lao Nai and a group of old ladies often go over mountains to pick mushrooms on the second day of fog in the mountains in September. I followed Lao Nai and his gang out of the commune, and climbed countless ridges in the mountains opposite my house and the Woods of the neighboring commune to pick mushrooms. Every time I came back, I was full of harvest. A huge wicker basket is full of gray mushrooms. After scalding it in boiling water for a few minutes, I fished it out, controlled the clean water and sold it to a mushroom dealer.

(Qingyuan Nantianmen)

The mountain forest in Nanshan, Quanyantou Village, Dagujia Town, my hometown, is the place where Wang Bin and I often go. Every summer vacation, a few friends and I go to the forest five miles away, tie a branch with a curved ditch with a long wooden stick, hook the dry branch at the bottom of the larch that is more than 20 meters high, tie it into bundles with green branches, and we can get 60 bundles of dry firewood in about three days, then put on a horse rack and carry 6 bundles of firewood down the mountain at a time. 10 times, it is sold to the tofu mill for 9 yuan money. Similarly, many books are paid for by digging out medicinal materials such as ground keel and platycodon grandiflorum in the mountains and selling them to supply and marketing cooperatives.

In my impression, the mountains in my hometown can not only provide us with firewood for heating and cooking, but also all kinds of inexhaustible medicinal materials, which can help me to change them into essential money for life. As long as I am willing to pay and sweat, the mountains are my most solid support.

(Qingyuan Mountain View-Photography Li Yanwei)

Of course, when I went to the mountains with Lao Nai and her companions to pick mushrooms, I occasionally turned around and couldn't find my way home, so there was the "Mother Mountain" mentioned in Walking East. I am in the mountains and have a strong sense of direction. Every time I take a group of old ladies over several ridges to find my way home, so Lao Nai and others are willing to take me into the mountains.

But after studying in the city, I often can't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

In addition to farming, my father should be called a woodcutter. He spends most of his time collecting firewood in the mountains, and then changes it into money to buy oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Everyone calls me a reporter or a media person except my job. I can use my keyboard and camera to make more people remember a thing or a place.

(Qingyuan Nantianmen)

The person who let me travel back and forth between my hometown and Yingkou many times turned out to be an ordinary farmer in Qingyuan County, my hometown-Meng. I call him Brother Meng.

He used to be a village cadre, raising chickens and farming, but he was unwilling to be lonely. He has always wanted to build a bridge for his hometown and do something practical.

There is a newly developed scenic spot in Dasuhe Township, Nantianmen. There is a natural reservoir between the two mountains. Every autumn, tourists sit on bamboo rafts and enjoy the flaming maple leaves on both sides. Red star followed me to fight, and fashionable music echoed in the valley. Brother Meng invited me to go back to my hometown to collect folk songs. Through me, I contacted the leaders of Liaoning Tourism Photography Association, and hung the bronze medal of tourism photography creation base for this scenic spot. Photographers quickly spread the natural beauty of this "mountain, water and forest" inside and outside the province. Now, the southern bosses have been optimistic about this treasure trove of geomantic omen and invested 200 million yuan to build a tourist scenic spot with waterscape characteristics.

(Qingyuan Nantianmen)

The cinematographers of Meng Ge and qingyuan county also recommended Long Dan Grand Canyon, Lanzigou, Yulong River, Dabeicha and a night-mooring near maple bridge to me. These scenic spots are all natural scenery, and some basic tourist facilities have been built, all of which are mainly based on ticket income, and catering and accommodation basically have to go back to the county. So in addition to photography and voluntary publicity, I also gradually exchanged some experiences and practices with the operators of scenic spots, hoping that the tourism development in my hometown can be used for reference.

(Jade Dragon Creek Glass Plank Road in Qingyuan)

(Autumn color of Yulong River in Qingyuan)

(Qingyuan Yulong Henan Great Lake Waterfall)

I always wanted to escape from my hometown and get rid of poverty when I was a child. After middle age, I went back to my hometown many times, and learned that many childhood playmates were working in other places or going abroad to do labor services, still rushing for life, gathering with my wife and children, and my mood was extremely complicated. Especially after learning that my hometown uses the original ecological landscape to develop tourism, I always want to use my expertise in photography and publicity to do something for my hometown.

(Colorful birch forest in Lanzigou, Qingyuan)

(Qingyuan Panzigou Waterfall)

Every time I go back to my hometown, I can feel the simplicity and kindness of my hometown people. What is more anxious is the difference between the business philosophy of hometown people and the developed areas in the south.

The autumn colors in Qingyuan, my hometown, are charming and unforgettable.

(Qingyuan Dabei Camellia Sea)

(Qingyuan Dabei Camellia Sea)

(Dabeicha Residence in Qingyuan)

Colorful birch forests in Basket Ditch, Nanda Lake Waterfall in Yulong River, Grand Canyon where the sun can't be seen, Dabeicha where distant mountains are connected with flowers, Nantianmen where people live and travel in Pictorial World, and night parking near Maple Bridge connected with wetlands, all these natural scenery are enough to make you linger.

After the death of my parents, sister and brother, the landscape of Qingyuan has become a link between me and my hometown.

(Qingyuan Qiao Feng a night-mooring near maple bridge)

(Qingyuan a night-mooring near maple bridge Qiuyun)

(Autumn in a night-mooring near maple bridge, Qingyuan-Wild Duck)

My hometown people have long realized the value of green water and green mountains, which is my most gratifying thing. How many times have I returned to my hometown and the village where I was born and raised in my dream?

If you see my words and my photos, you decide to see my hometown Qingyuan. Please pay attention to every picture, because it permeates my feelings and my sustenance.

Thanks to Zhu Lixin, Zhang Zhenping, Yu Jie, Ning, Kong Dekai and the staff of the unnamed scenic spot for providing photography convenience, and thanks to the film friends for their creative guidance and companionship for four days.

(Author Yang Aijun: Director of Liaoning Business Department of China Interview Network and Deputy Editor-in-Chief of China Style Magazine)