Visiting Chashan Village, fuchuan yao autonomous county, Guangxi, 400 to 500 words. Ask for an answer! ! !

I don't know the name of Yueshan Village, an ancient cultural village I'm going to on this trip. The car drove out of Qingyuan County, winding to the southeast, and gradually abandoned the scorching sun in August. About an hour and a half, I arrived at Yueshan Village, where there are bridges, running water and people. ...

Pinweishan village

The old village of the 80-year-old grandfather was demolished and temporarily moved to another small mountain village-Chenjiabian, Sancha Township.

Today, my family went to see my grandfather for the first time.

The scenery in early spring is charming: bright sunshine, gentle breeze and green eyes. Outside the window, high and low red and green flowers and trees are evenly inlaid on both sides of the spacious asphalt road. With the scarcity of vehicles, high-rise buildings on the roadside began to transition to tile houses. Gradually, large tracts of rape flowers overflowed the window. Buffalo grass and fishing boats on the Sancha river bank are rippling in blue waves, which is an idyllic scenery.

Chen Jiabian leans against the foot of Chishan Mountain and sits on the edge of Chishan Lake. The village is small but quiet, and several big trees on the edge of the village are full of new green. As soon as the car entered the village, a group of strangers threw warm eyes at us. Dad got off the bus and asked for directions. An aunt put down her basket and said, "I'll take you there." Dad asked her to get on the bus. She smiled and said, "You have mud on your feet. Don't get on the bus." A few minutes later, the car turned onto another cement road. I went to grandpa's house, only to find that grandpa was not at home. Another grandmother immediately came to tell me: Grandpa just left the village.

My parents got off the bus and chatted with their aunts and uncles while greeting them. Mom found an aunt sorting out a basket of daylily, so she went forward and said, "How beautiful this daylily is!" " Aunt looked up and smiled: "OK?" We have many here. Do you want it? Give you a bag! "Mother declined shyly. Who knows that this aunt quickly took out a plastic bag from her pocket and immediately put a big bag on her mother. My mother hasn't come to thank her yet. Another grandmother turned over a basket of Chinese toon heads and said to her mother, "Daughter, there are many Chinese toon heads here. Become a treasure of your city. I'll give you some. " Looking at the red and tender Toona sinensis head, my mother smiled and thanked me.

Grandpa hasn't come back yet. A neighbor's aunt forced us to sit in her house. She proudly introduced us to her house: she looked after several houses at home alone, raised a lot of chickens, and told us to leave us eggs next time she wanted grass. She also has a son who runs a factory outside. A few years ago, he spent tens of thousands of yuan to bring the spring water from Chishan to the village. Now the whole village is drinking the spring water on the mountain. It's really sweet to come to spring and hold a handful in your mouth.

Grandpa said: "There are forty or fifty families in this small mountain village, and the villagers are all warm, simple and hospitable. Because there are mountains and water, the climate is pleasant and the old people live long. The oldest is almost 100 years old this year. It's a pity that this small mountain village may be demolished soon!

Demolition, demolition, more than 20 villages in my hometown have been demolished. Is it really necessary to wipe out all the villages with some development and utilization value? I really hope this is not true. I really hope that Grandpa can enjoy his old age here. I really hope that I can have more opportunities to know the villagers and taste the mountain village!