Ruian's countryside is beautiful, and almost every village is surrounded by mountains and rivers.
The clouds on the seaside are low and cover the top of the mountain when they drift over, making people feel that the mountain is very high. There are many kinds of straight eucalyptus above the mountainside, tall and straight, arranged in an orderly manner, like the sparse thick hair on the head of a giant. Below the mountainside, there are mostly dense bamboo forests. The thick moso bamboo leaves are entangled with each other. Under the sun, there is a large piece of yellow-green cloth. In the wind, the cloth swings with a fierce "swish" sound. "Voice. A clear spring turned into a silver waterfall, violently washing away the boulders at the foot of the mountain, and then turned into flowing water, flowing through the rows of white houses in the village. The green pulse of the paddy fields.
html In June, the seedlings, which were as delicate as chickens that had just broken out of their shells when transplanted, have now sprouted ears of grain in patches. Occasionally, there are a few fields where the land is plowed or rice transplanted, attracting a large group of egrets, which follow the machine to catch the fish and shrimp that have been turned out.
The natural principles of rice transplanting are even more interesting. The egrets stand evenly in the square field, each one guarding a one-meter square area, not infringing on each other, like a neat square formation during a military parade. The egret twists its slender and soft neck from side to side, and pauses for a moment, as if trying to observe the movement in the water. It is weird and cute. When the farmer came back to plant the rice, the egret behind him raised its long legs, took two steps to the side to make way for the rice transplant, and then hurriedly looked for the muddy water that the farmer had stepped on. They have a tacit understanding like actors in a movie.
I am an outsider, but I yearn for the countryside here. I wander among the lush forests and bamboos, drink from the clear mountain springs, climb up the eucalyptus trees, fill my sleeves with white clouds, and walk among the farmland streets with the lively scenery. The egrets work together to harvest rice, fish and shrimp, and stay at night on the red roof and white wall at the foot of the mountain.
