It is a rugged path with twists and turns, passing through a deep bamboo forest and a crop field, and then passing through dense shrubs, you can see an elementary school standing on the mountainside with a bright red flag flying. I have been away from my hometown for many years, and that path is like a tie that cannot be broken. One end connects me who is wandering around, and the other end connects me to my hometown where I watch affectionately. So many times in dreams, no matter how you walk, the path always has no end.

Stepping out of the house, I walked directly into the bamboo forest that blocked the sky and the sun. Standing on the path covered with thick bamboo leaves, it was difficult to see the sky. People in the yard joked that This section of the road is called the "dark road", which means a dark road without sunlight or sky. In spring, the roadside is full of various wild flowers, including light blue flat bamboo root flowers, pure white mimosa flowers, pink peonies with a bit of white, and some unknown small flowers of various colors, all blowing gently. They are dancing in the warm wind, like little girls who like to play when they are young. They are really beautiful. If you listen carefully, you can always hear their careless playfulness and reserved whispers. In the hot summer, you can feel the benefits of that "secret road" best. No matter how hot the wave is outside, there is always a cool breeze under the bamboo forest. People in the yard always like to bring benches there to enjoy the coolness. Although they are always placed Some Longmen formations with old millet and rotten sesame seeds are also enjoyable.

Passing through the bamboo forest is a relatively open crop field. In early summer, walking on a path with corns on both sides, with leaves rubbing against your face, is not a wonderful feeling at all. The edges of the corn leaves are finely serrated. , it will make your face hurt from shaving. But now I really want to let Baoguye rub my face again and relive the painful feeling, but I can no longer do it. Both sides of the path are a little deserted, and Baogulin has long disappeared. The lush mulberry trees on the side of the road will now be covered with purple-red mulberries, which are our favorite. The sweet taste can be sweet to the bottom of our hearts, even if our faces are purple and dirty every time. No matter what. I walked quickly through the maogu forest and climbed up a small hillside. Looking down, I saw a series of rice fields with newly planted seedlings, stretching to the edge of the mountain forest in the distance. The green was so calm and calm that it made me feel sad. People's hearts are in ecstasy. At this time, the sunbird's singing with a touch of sunshine appeared one after another in the valley forest, among the mulberry bushes, in the fields, and on the edge of the mountain forest, like a seed of nostalgia, planted in the deepest part of the soul.

Driving into the mountains covered with shrubs, the path becomes even more curved, sometimes flat, sometimes going up a gentle slope. The forest is full of various plants, including thick and straight larch, slender and graceful metasequoia, and silver-white maple trees... There are countless, various shapes and colors, which are dizzying for people to see. My favorite is the green bar tree with rough bark. It is the tree species that best represents the characteristics of my hometown. It is scattered on both sides of the path. In spring, the leaves are bright yellow and beautiful light green flowers bloom. A bunch of shining lights hang among the branches and leaves, and they look most beautiful when they are moved by the wind; in midsummer, the green bar trees will bear beautiful fruits with "hats", which we are all accustomed to call green bar beans. The best playthings are used as small spinning tops; every late autumn, when the withered green leaves rustle down, they are taken home by the villagers and used as good firewood. The green-gang tree is like the simple and unpretentious people in my hometown, who have nothing to do with the world, but also enjoy themselves. Walking on the forest path, you will occasionally get unexpected harvests. The orange-red red seeds hang down from the low cliffs. You can taste them by opening your mouth while walking. The sweet and sour taste is very memorable. endless. Especially after the summer heat, a heavy rain will give birth to various edible mushrooms, such as rice soup mushrooms, lime mushrooms, bigfoot mushrooms, green bar skewers, oil wax mushrooms, fir tree mushrooms, etc. These names are like engraved on the The bottom of my heart is the same, everyone in the village can keep a lot of treasures, even if you randomly pass by this path, you can pick up some. The dishes made with these mushrooms, no matter when or where, are the most beautiful flavors of my hometown that I will never forget.

Nowadays, the path is somewhat deserted. Although it is difficult to walk, I still insist on walking. The paths may disappear, but the infatuation for my hometown remains eternal!