When I was a child, as long as I wrote an essay about my hometown, most of my classmates' opening remarks were:

"My home is at the foot of the beautiful Luohong Mountain."

When I was a child, I looked out of the yard, one on the left and one on the right, and there were two high mountains. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, regardless of wind and rain, those two mountains will always be indigo.

Grandpa said: Our home is a treasure trove of geomantic omen. Once upon a time, Erlang God in the sky came here carrying a burden and was fascinated by the beautiful scenery. He put down his burden to rest and fell asleep. When he woke up, he missed the jade emperor's time, and a burden became two mountains, namely Luo Hongshan and Luo Hongshan. The great Luo Hongshan can be high, the highest mountain, even the jade emperor has been there, called the jade emperor top; There is a flat rock on the peak, which is the dressing table of Rainbow Snail Fairy.

Because there are such beautiful legends and colors, I am looking forward to growing up quickly in order to find the footprints of fairies. Sometimes, I wonder, what is it like outside the mountain?

Spring has come, and the mountains look bluer than the sky under the vast sky. As usual, the school will organize mountain climbing activities, no matter how noisy, I was left at home when I was a child. Looking at the excited faces of my brothers and sisters, I insisted on eating the eggs my grandmother made for me until noon. When the sun set, my brother and sister brought back a bunch of azaleas, which made me poetic for the first time. I was intoxicated by the splendor of red in the sunset.

Unconsciously, summer has arrived. Clouds are rolling and clouds are comfortable, fog is rising, and mountains are colorful and unpredictable, which has become an automatic barometer for mountain people. If the dark clouds put a straw hat on the top of the mountain, Shimoda's grandfather will also put on a straw hat; Grandma will be busy collecting clothes to dry and catching chickens and ducks on the shelf; As for me, I also help to move firewood and cook at home. . .

Of course, the most hopeful thing is the arrival of autumn, because my brother will come back from the mountains with baskets of pecans: big and green, like unbroken cotton peaches. Although I am greedy, I have to dig a hole in the yard, bury walnuts in the soil and wait patiently for the peel to rot, because the green peel outside is really difficult to remove. By the time we really eat delicious walnuts, winter has quietly come to the mountains.

There was a lot of snow in the mountains when I was a child. But because of the rugged mountains, snow is just a decoration, but it is even more mysterious. Under the cold sky, the mountains are becoming clearer and clearer. I kneel in front of the windowsill, and I can't figure out the unpredictable ice flowers every day: there are fairy palaces, Yushu Qionghua, winding cloisters, people island fish insects, I am a beautiful princess, I met a handsome prince by chance, and then I lived a happy life-it can be seen that even in a remote mountain village, fairy-tale fantasy is always the best dream in a little girl's heart, without any induction.

For various reasons, I didn't really reach the peak of the Jade Emperor until I graduated from college. Although it is majestic, steep and charming, it is not Luo Hong as a child. It is always so beautiful and mysterious, so beautiful and romantic. . .