In the harvest season, let’s have a date as scheduled.

I drove three hours just to see my childhood dreamland.

I just like this dreamy hometown for no reason.

I can't find my hometown, so I can only go to a distant place to see it. Once a year, let my dreams overlap and treat this foreign country as my hometown.

Before coming, I asked my friends what they thought was the point of just looking at the rice fields.

Say no.

But in my heart, this is poetry and distance. Children in cities cannot understand the mood of children in rural areas. How many children from rural areas have not forgotten their homeland!

1. We set off from Zhongshan at 8:30 in the morning and drove all the way, passing through a quiet mountain valley, where we had a special meal of farm food. We arrived at Guifeng Village at around 12 noon.

When we first entered the village, we saw two quite large persimmon trees. Someone was taking pictures beside them. We were about to stop when we suddenly remembered a sentence we read online, "Don't stop in a hurry when you see persimmon trees at the entrance of the village. There are many inside."

A large persimmon forest.” Drive along the winding village road and enjoy the pastoral scenery.

Now is the season when fruits are fragrant and rice is golden. Many rice fields have been harvested. When seeing one of them unharvested, my friend excitedly said: This must be for us to take pictures.

Not in a hurry, we continued to drive forward and walked into the village. We saw vehicles appearing one after another. We asked the villagers and asked us to keep going towards the back mountain. Finally, we saw the roadside full of cars parked with large persimmon trees next to it.

The forest appeared, a patch of red persimmons under the blue sky.

Bare tree trunks, branches and branches covered with fruits, the air is filled with the sour fragrance of ripe persimmons.

I parked my car and walked into the persimmon forest. In the large garden, someone was charging for ten yuan to pick and eat as much as I wanted. Each person was also given two kilograms for free.

After paying a 60 yuan ticket, we climbed up and down excitedly and took pictures. The results of the photos were basically good, but they were just as difficult as those I took for my friends. I didn’t like many of the photos I took.

The thick trunk can bear the weight of an adult. In addition to climbing up the wall, my friend found a ladder from somewhere. I wore jeans and climbed directly to the high fork of the tree. I wanted my friend to take a picture of my long legs, but I never wanted to take a picture.

The elephant legs were removed. She said that she used a large aperture effect, which made her very speechless.

I tried to pick a few persimmons, holding the net bag, but my arms were sore from picking only two persimmons. I accidentally used the wrong force, and the persimmons did not fit into the net bag and fell directly from the top of my head. I was so scared that I quickly hugged my head.

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A friend who is good at picking persimmons unscrewed one bunch at a time, and another one at a time. It felt like she was born to be an expert at picking persimmons, and she never failed.

Walking under the persimmon forest, I remembered my childhood. My grandma once told me that clothes would be stained by persimmons and would be difficult to clean.

My head is full of ripe fruits, and I am really afraid of being bitten by fallen persimmons.

A friend climbed up to a low persimmon tree trunk to take pictures. When he came down, he accidentally slipped and his clothes and pants were stained. Fortunately, he was fine.

I remember what my grandma said: "The branches of the persimmon tree are very fragile." So you can't climb too high to pick fruits.

After picking the fruits, we went out to the fragrant rice flowers and took pictures in the fields. We took pictures of small pieces of rice to create a broad field of vision. We also took a group of Douyin photos. When a friend posted it on WeChat, it attracted countless envious onlookers, asking where this is?

I never imagined that there are such interesting fields in the suburbs of Guangzhou.

After we came out, we went to look for a hotel to stay in for the night. Our friend found a celebrity hotel with a lake view in a remote reservoir in the mountains. We went in and looked around, but there was not much scenery. It was too quiet at night in the deep mountains and valleys. Everyone said they were a little scared, so we didn’t stay.

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Driving to the location of Mibu Village recommended by WeChat friends, we saw large swaths of big-leaved crape myrtle flowers in full bloom on both sides of the road. The tall tree poles bent toward the middle of the road, forming a natural flower passage. It was really beautiful. Let’s take a look.

Zi drove over and then turned around, specially taking a video as a souvenir.

The more we walked, the more lively it became. When we arrived at Mibu Village, we saw a palace-like garden amidst beautiful mountains and green trees. After asking around, we found out that it was also a hotel. I wanted to go in and have a look but was afraid of missing the sunset, so I had no choice but to give up.

When I passed by the hotel the next day, I discovered that I needed to make a reservation 24 hours in advance to go in. This is a higher-end and expensive hotel.

The inn we stayed in was among the rice fields. It was a hot spring B&B. Because of the construction of the inn, it contracted the planting of the surrounding rice fields. A large area of ??golden rice seemed to be waiting for a long-lost old friend. It gave a unique rural atmosphere and felt

Very kind and beautiful.

Unexpectedly, a specialty inn has such creativity and ideas. Living in a man-made countryside surrounded by mountains, there is tranquility in the bustling, which makes people sincerely admire.

The price of the inn is not cheap, but it includes delicious afternoon tea, a small train that goes around the fields, breakfast and hot springs. It is not the peak tourist season. A rice-view room is about 800 yuan, and a double room has a bed of 1.35 meters.

It can also sleep two more people, which we found acceptable.

It was already past afternoon tea time, but the front desk clerk, who had an injured foot, specially made delicious egg tarts and a watermelon for us, plus freshly squeezed cereal drinks.

Before the train ended at 5:30, we took a ride around the rice fields like children, laughing, filming and screaming, really like a group of innocent children.