Our ancestral house, like many old houses in the south, has a patio. The patio integrates lighting and ventilation. The patio in the south is like the courtyard in the north, and is surrounded by buildings on all sides of the hall. The patio of my ancestral house is not big, abou

Our ancestral house is like South Many old houses have patios. The patio integrates lighting and ventilation. The patio in the south is like the courtyard in the north, and is surrounded by buildings on all sides of the hall. The patio of my ancestral house is not big, about the size of a two dining table, with roofs on all sides tilted to the center, sunlight and rain scattered into the patio, stones were laid around the patio, leaving gutters to drain.

The southern patio not only has architectural wisdom, but also has profound meaning. The clever design of the "pattern" can prevent the rainwater from flowing out of the roof, because "water" is the "wealth", and it is called ", four waters are returned to the hall ". Moreover, the sunlight in the patio can shine on the hall, making the interior bright and dehumidified. When it rains, the rain curtains are hung and silver beads are spreading, which makes it a unique artistic conception.

I remember when I was a child, my grandmother said, "There is a turtle in my patio. It usually hides in the drainage ditch of the patio. When it is about to rain, it comes out and looks at the sky..." But I like to watch the rain fall from the roof sky in the patio, "drip drip" mixed with my childhood laughter, and my childhood passed in happiness...

My cousin said, "The stones in the patio are too broken, because some places have missing corners when pushing the house, otherwise they will be built with bricks and then put on ceramic tiles to coordinate with the decoration."

When I heard this, the stones in the patio have been here for hundreds of years. Just repair the missing corners, and the new ones are built without that feeling.

My cousin said again, then put tiles on the stone, otherwise it would be too broken and not good-looking.

I said again: "Don't want it, just use the original stone and make up for the missing corners."

Other sisters also say that they still keep the original stone. Although my cousin didn't understand what I was thinking, she did as well. How can those stones with memories and soul be abandoned? How could the newly built gorgeous patio be as good as the old patio that I used to carry joy and memories? It's just the tortoise in the gutter, is it still there?