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 So much of life.

Finally, I recall one thing last night. Have visited in the winter two years ago, a very remote village where a old house. Old house built in the hillside,cheap UGG boots, late Qing dynasty, the building is very luxurious, and no outsiders to disturb. Front of the house many species of sweet clover.

million in the coming year, the old house deserted. In fact, back in the late 40s of last century land reform, the old house owner was revolution. From the old house fell into decline. The Cultural Revolution, the fine old houses have been artificially carved beams dredged; 90s of last century, the old house completely empty, and now on the semi-decadent, and the front yard covered with weeds.

to be shocked when, after a season of sweet-scented osmanthus, laurel on a hundred years of winter, but all end up with a lot of seeds, do not have taste. There are so many rare plants left lying in this century no one stopped laurel mountain, think about what they open the season,UGG boots clearance, which is how aromatic fragrance.

So, would like to have a year when Laurel opened again, feeling an unusual aroma. These days, I finally remembered the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrant.

morning,UGG shoes, an old friend drove us in the past, the weather was good. Year was an old man to help us with the road, we now have forgotten how to walk. Stop and go, to the almost village, and asked the villagers only vaguely know the road. Sure enough, the old line of less than 20 minutes, the aroma of full diameter. Hong search away, and sure enough, a hundred years suaveolens upright eyes. Closer look, but not at the old house we had been here to many simple, but also empty the scene, but the momentum of osmanthus tree, So sweet, all my unheard of.



this Guishu Li in the yard,UGG boots cheap, the wind constantly falling petals. Outside the old walls, but also with a lot of gladiolus, morning glory like flowers neglect, wanton soaring, is simply a paradise for flowers.

However, this is not our place to go. Is an accident and met a hundred wounded in action.

again to find a way to go. This time away from the memories close, is the mountain road has been good The depth of the stone to go, and soon, several strains of big blooms to see the hanging, and finally met again, in their most gorgeous when no one knows .



this sixty-seven years osmanthus blooming season are upright, thick vines wrapped around trees, my feet in addition to falling, falling some mature natural decay Sydney.

I finally see the gate of the couplet: Dan Guilv Huai Wei Feng Chui Sai Ze XL Zhen Jia-sheng

I finally understand, and indeed the author is well versed in words and couplets sentences, and Osmanthus, green locust, are the characteristics of this old house. But, the original owner of planting trees, I am afraid not know that one day these blooms will one day become so spectacular. Of the couplet is foreseen,

trees a hundred years ago people did not enjoy the fragrance of the fragrance, but added by our greedy cheap. So many years osmanthus flowers beckon tree, what kind of smell, can you imagine? Set under the tree, I really feel happy.



empty, old house left leaning, the full House is such weeds, autumn arrived, and end up with a lot of red berries.



back on the road, are also covered with autumn colors.