In the spiritual appointment

Not turn will be able to enter the details belong to the homeland, and that is the original, there is no tampering proposition story. After the blood and the purgatory of the fire, the soul willing to all the bet in that blood, the fleeting life is also no regrets bet in that blood, so that the green leaves of the root of the affection, with today's soul Appointment, with that every moment of the nostalgia of the homeland and the pursuit of ... ...

Everything about the hometown, from the grass in front of the tree to the distant, from the ancient past to hold in the palm of the hand of the present, from the current location to the legendary distant home, all I will produce elegant association and relentless pursuit desire. Hometown in front, hometown more in the distance ... ... I am a settler, but also Rangers ... ... Do not ask me where to come from, my hometown in the distance ... ...

Fetou child, I firmly believe that the hometown of milk is called Fu Jia Jiaogou Fu Jia Wan small village Wedding planner. Grandma told me: the quiet river has been attached to the Yangtze River, has been leading to the ocean; piece of rough roads, has been leading to the present Tiananmen Square, leading to the ancient Chang'an City; the sun, first according to their hometown, before Willing to shine into a foreign land ... ... grow up to know the hometown in the mountain side, the old house ruins left behind the ancestors of the mark, that piece of fertile soil flowing through the ancestors sincere sweat. Then my grandfather said, home ah, in the water the other end, in the cloud over there, in a few hundred miles away - Yang County East Spring Township. Since then, to the East Spring has become difficult to sleep soundly dream. Ten years ago, I wish to step on the East Spring Fu Jiashan that desolate land, full of thought that the pace of the search can finally rest. When the rustling mottled old stone, carefully read each text, the ancestors found only a passing spring in the East, I am a migrant on the road a homeless, hometown in the distant Jiangxi ... ...

Car in the tracing of the high-speed road gallop, the front of the scene one by one behind, go home like an arrow, we quickly left the Hubei, into the long-awaited Jiangxi. Layers of the mountains pounced in the head, cordial people want to reach out to embrace the arms. Chaoyang, the sun slit from the slit in the cloud inserted in, into the bright and clean side of the color, so far and near the landscape with a vivid Lingyun. The distance of the village came one by one, went one by one ... ... in the dynamic and static blend of the picture, we walked into the charm of boundless Xiushui business registration in hk.

Clan greeted by drove far away, my heart stirred excitement, in that strange and familiar land, a plume of warmth of happiness spread over the heart. The car, both hands are always holding. Do not care who is the main who is off, because our minds are open to the hometown. How many years, the feeling of hometown is still, and I can not tell the authentic native dialect, listen to a complete home language, I deeply felt guilty of the mind. At noon, the clan brought us into the Fuzi Tangzi fish Museum, we finally went into their own home, where we together toast, toast each other. A cup of water repair the king into the belly, a sentence to dig out the words of the nest and the end of the disk. During the banquet have forgotten the "three high", only "a high", that is happy "high" ......

In the afternoon, we drove to the birthplace of Jiangxi Fu Wuning Stadium, where to find Wuning Fu third-generation ancestor Song Renzong right prime minister Fu Yun is still the cemetery. The court gave the pillars of the sky covered with moss, tragic history solidified in the deepest moss inside. According to Wuning County records: Fu Yun is still, Jen Song Jen, then the prime minister, life and death is unknown. I do not want to borrow more text to tell the ancient ancestors, I do not have a profound literary heritage, just want to re-read the Yuan Dynasty poet Li Xiaoguang passing Wuning pious Fu Yun is still the poem: "cloud is still refined, customer business bank account requirement……"

In Wuning County, clan arrangements for us in the "big family" rest. History concentrated in the genealogy, we read a thick genealogy, know to go to Hubei is Wuning Fu 15th-century transmission of people to open up new roads. Historical records: Jiangxi Wuning Fu from Zhejiang Hing Wah, Hing Wah Fu's, from the Qinghe Rock Wild. I also see the Shang Dynasty Wu Ding Emperor Zen dream called Fu (read Yue) public scene, the building of the version built in the Fu said the hands of a solid wall billet, a house standing tall and straight in the rock wild. He is not only a good architect, is an outstanding prime minister, is to help the emperor generation master, is the Shang Dynasty Wu Ding era designer.

Hometown, still in the distance, but the hometown is always in the heart ... ... In this vast world of smoke, I am a busy dust of sand, trekking in the direction of homeland, not afraid of hardships. Such as a tree, green verdant, luxuriant foliage, I am dwelling in the earth, such as a poem, flat ze ze, aftertaste lingering, I was the quiet listeners; The bird's nest in the branches of the bird's nest; the beautiful empty land, such as a sun or moon illuminates my heart empty, I accompany her spotless stars ... ...

I will, as always, tirelessly along the homeland of the blood upstream, in the leafy native place to obtain the meaning of existence. Although the world in the irrational way farther and farther, in the hometown of the blessing, I can still keep the spirit of clean, faith is still shining light, really still will go all out ......

Hometown, I am your devout dreamer, without reason, do not choose time, in the soul of the appointment ... ...

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