Meiqinggendaibola
May 9, 2024
If I become a writer or a freer person one day, I will choose to live in this homestay for a while, drink tea and read during the day, look up at the clouds, surrounded by green plants, light and shadow swaying, ripples spreading, wood gentle, go out for a walk at night, eat mushrooms, climb ancient buildings, watch the moonlight, listen to folk songs, in front of me is the Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake with stars falling silently in the middle of the night, and in my hands is the endless wind, flowers, snow and moon.
I am grateful to have met my hometown in the ancient city of Dali, a corner where the poetic soul can be placed on the journey, hidden in the hustle and bustle, with its own color and climate.
In some places, if you have not left yet, you have begun to be reluctant, and even imagine the picture of returning here again one day. Such an encounter is no less romantic than the first encounter with your beloved, and even thinking that there is such a space in the world, you will have more confidence to resist the lapse of time and the impermanence of the world.
I hope people will live long, and I hope my hometown will always be there, in the distance, and in my heart.
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