"Original Scenery of Hometown" is an unusually lyrical piece of light music. If you carefully appreciate the unique artistic conception in the soft music, the strings of inseparable hometown feelings will really be like Buddhist beads. Connected in your heart. There is no starting point and no end&&
Last Wednesday, my classmate Deng Feng suddenly called me and said, "You haven't been back to Lishui for a long time. Come and visit me on the weekend!" We are planning a one-day trip to our hometown. He also said that he was honored to have our teacher.
Putting down the phone, I felt a burst of joy in my heart. The familiar faces of my classmates quickly melted into my heart. I finally made it to Sunday, got up early, dragged my beloved wife, I didn't even have breakfast, so I hurriedly got on the highway to Lishui. Perhaps because of my excessive attachment to my hometown, my classmates, and my teachers, I even opened two extra exits and didn't know where to go. My wife was so anxious that she teased me over and over again. , it’s time-consuming and money-consuming, it’s really a bit of a joy and a tragedy.
When I got there, several classmates were waiting for me. After a while of complaining, there were still tight hugs and long greetings. The passion of the hug was short-lived, and the language of greetings was old-fashioned. But my heart was filled with hot emotions.
When everyone arrived, the squad leader immediately divided the work and everyone took responsibility. My task was to pick up the teacher. Seeing the long-lost teacher and my little junior sister, I seemed to be back thirty years ago. In his class, he talks most about anecdotes from school. The best memories from his school days are the richest and most unforgettable treasures in our lives.
Before we knew it, everyone arrived at the Wuxiang Mountain Scenic Area in Lishui, and our old Lishui Cai Dongping volunteered to be the tour guide. There are many charming attractions in Lishui, but the sea of ??bamboo and the sound of music on the cave wall are my favorites. I have been to the Bamboo Sea in Liyang, the Bamboo Sea in Yixing, the Bamboo Sea in Zhejiang, and the Bamboo Sea in Jinggangshan, but they are far less charming than the Bamboo Sea in Lishui. The Moso Bamboo here is more majestic, and the Moso Bamboo here is more beautiful. Tall and straight, the Moso Bamboo here is more majestic, the Moso Bamboo here is greener, the Moso Bamboo here is more vital and imaginative&&The Bamboo Sea here is the real Bamboo Sea! You can drive slowly, driving, watching, and being intoxicated; you can also park the car on the side of the road and stroll into the heart of the bamboo sea, where wild chrysanthemums bloom randomly, colorful Gesang flowers and red The delicate and fiery rouge flowers, the fresh air, the looming dewdrops on the bamboo leaves, and the colorful sky among the bamboo forests will definitely make you linger and find it difficult to go back. When I arrived at one of the top ten scenic spots in Lishui, I was deeply moved by the masterpieces of the people in my hometown more than 1,400 years ago. The ingenious stream, the calligraphy that penetrated the back of the paper, and the uncanny stone walls were simply amazing. I was speechless. My wife was as excited as a child, and was so shocked by the scenery in front of her that she danced. But the old squad leader laughed at my wife and I and said, you guys spend so much time and money on self-driving trips to distant places every year, but you don’t know that the most beautiful scenery in the world is in your hometown!
The teacher is a well-known photography expert, and the junior sister is naturally also more skilled. Throughout the event, he and his junior sisters were always sweating profusely, serving with a smile, and without any regrets. Looking at our lovely teacher, we are also grateful again and again. He is our respected teacher, our familiar brother, and our rare confidant.
I don’t know when Cheng Lin’s famous song “Hometown Love” came from someone’s car in the distance? The mountains of my hometown, the water of my hometown, my hometown have the footprints of my childhood. Mountain flowers have bloomed several times, the tide has leveled several times, and the illusion of the past is still in my dreams. The mountains in a foreign country are green and the water in a foreign country is clear. It’s hard to lock away an inch of my childhood heart. Listen, listen, I’m drunk too! Could it be that he also returned to his hometown like me? Could it be that he has the same intoxicating mood as me? Before we knew it, it was getting late, and everyone was already hungry. The honest and talkative classmate Da Neng had already prepared a sumptuous dinner and fragrant wine for us, and more than 20 classmates crowded around. A table formed an airtight encirclement. One look at the posture: lively! Festive! Suddenly, everyone had no time to pay attention to the host's congratulatory message. The sounds of eating food, toasting, laughter, and guessing boats...were all going on and on. When classmates drink together, there is no begging, no desire, no purpose, only deep and pure family affection and lifelong memories.
After three rounds of drinking, I announced at the teacher’s command: Today’s banquet is over, thank you for your great ability! See you next time! During the order, just as everyone was packing their bags and preparing to leave, I suddenly said to the landlady, "Can you play some music for us?" As a commemoration and farewell, I will play the song "Original Scenery of My Hometown" and we will leave after listening to it. Listening and thinking, everyone suddenly became quiet, intoxicated, and couldn't move any more... They actually listened to it several times in a row before leaving one after another in tears. They seem to have understood the depth of this light music, but I always feel that they don't understand it at all, or they don't fully understand it, because they have been living in their hometown and rarely have my inner experience.