In my mind, in the countryside in October, pure and simple beauty is the highest realm of beauty. Because they don't need artificial sculptures and special furnishings, they naturally form a beautiful picture.
A plastic can filled with soybean oil is hung under the air conditioner of a family. The owner filled it with mud and dug some holes around it at will. Garlic seedlings are stuffed in and germinated, which becomes my "work".
On this tall locust tree, a beehive can be seen faintly. Let me zoom in and see that the remaining wasps are crawling slowly.
Old people's clothes are full of pure simplicity, but I have never understood why old people in rural areas like to wear several coats when it is cool in autumn. Remember my grandfather, my father is like this. Perhaps this is the symbol of the countryside, and there is no standard answer.
I don't know when, in the happy event in my hometown, the "outer cabinet" is such a match. Basically, three people are in charge, one is to receive gifts, the other is to keep accounts, and the other is to give gifts.
This authentic bird's nest is very common in rural areas, but few of them are so well preserved.
A little goat, probably itchy, is rubbing against the wall.
This Sang Mu fork, polished so smoothly, is probably older than me.
In rural areas, artificial tricycles and small mazar have become the standard for some elderly people.
When the children are busy with farm work, the old people like to sit at the door like this, so that they can see people coming and going and look after the house.
It seems true that four bodies are not diligent and all grains are not divided. I can't tell whether the old man planted rape or snow vegetables.
In rural areas, the power of cactus can never be underestimated. You see, it was just abandoned here by its owner at will, but it has incredible vitality.
In October in the countryside, such knocking at the door can be seen everywhere. They talked about everything, and domestic and international events were also among their chats.
In October when persimmons are ripe, the fun of picking is often more meaningful than tasting.
How long has it been since you had such a pleasant meal with your family?
Weddings in the country are always indispensable-flag-waving, horn (horn) classes, gongs and cannons.
This was the brigade room and agency shop in those days, and it was also a place where children were willing to gather, but now it has become a wasteland.
The same is true of the primary school campus where we used to study. Weeds were stationed on the small tiles on the roof, and wild loofah climbed wantonly, occupying the handrails of the students that year.
The pressure well in front of me is still the same as I remember. There is a small basin of drinking water next to the platform. How many years have you not pressed water?
Big sister hummed a ditty and beat corn. Good feelings stick to the branches of the years, cultivate, sow, fertilize, harvest and put into storage. All the hard work and sweat, shining like gold, are filled with sweet breath.
The husband and wife sang along with the woman and showed me their happiness diligently.
Eating a big meal is always an endless sight for rural children.
There are many memorable pictures in the countryside, but working with my family is the most real and beautiful enjoyment.
In the unpretentious countryside, every brick, tile, grass and flower is a landscape. I walk among them with a leisurely and indifferent mood, and I will feel that kind of gentle and kind heartbeat.
Simple country, full of human touch. A farmer, a little wax gourd, a smile and a greeting are all intoxicating notes. In the rural areas of northern Jiangsu in October, the fields handed over satisfactory answers, and the harvest scene of crops flashed everywhere, which made people feel deeply.