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My awkward hometown - Daxie


My hometown is located in a bird's nest. It is woven from dozens of rolling hills. From the inside out, Dalat is a big bird's nest, and you are a nestling, no matter how you fly, you can fly. Go out. It seems to be putting the big cockroach in the cradle. It seems to be saying: "Do not worry! Baby, it is safe here." In the upper reaches of the Nanshui River in Datong, whenever there is a summer, there are many people in the river. In the cold, the water is flowing, singing the singer's song, on the water, reflecting the sky, white clouds, mountains, etc., like the ink paintings painted by the Tang Dynasty painters. At this point, the rain came over, the sky darkened, and the mountain in front was covered with a white mist. The golden lightning in the raging tearer sky, like the talons, like a sword, like a fierce giant with a pen on the sky, a long, bright fire dragon appeared, but in a short while, disappeared In the dark sky. Lei first was screaming, suddenly rushing to the air, crisp bursting, deafening. At this time, the water rose, the water flow was fast, but it was still crystal clear, and the foot was in the water, and it seemed to be washed away. People can be busy, running upstairs in the open space, collecting the leaves and collecting clothes. The wind is like a mischievous child, rolling up clothes and blowing up. Under the arc of lightning, the persimmon tree on the side of the road was visible. The bayberry tree was shaking violently. The rain finally ran over. The raindrops hit by marbles smashed down and washed the ground with a cool shower. The original dry earth changed. It’s getting wet. Not a while. The rain stopped, the sky became brighter, the earth exudes a scent of fragrance, and the fruit gives a seductive scent. In the rice fields, the rice emits the fragrance of rice, and everything is restored, so quiet and harmonious. There is a "daughter" in Daxie. This daughter has been weather-stained for four hundred years, but she still stands proudly. Every day, from the third day of the lunar calendar to the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, there are always many people going to worship. It is said that praying for anything will be satisfactory. What is this daughter? Tell you that it is a temple with a triangular roof and a rectangular shape. I don’t know why, there is an inexplicable temperament that radiates from him, making people respect him so much. In front of the temple, there is a dragon bridge. When you listen to the name, you know that its shape is like a dragon tongue. It has a history of hundreds of years. The middle of the bridge is prominent and the sides are concave. I really don’t know. How was it built, whether there is cement, whether there is a tool for rubbing stones, I even admire the great wisdom of my ancestors. It is said that when Grandpa reads the country, he goes home and walks on the bridge, and the bridge will shake! This is my hometown, love his scenery, love his water, love his comfort, quiet, and harmony.

The third day: Lu Shiwei

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