marlllcocoの日記： cinder smoke

Not yet noon, the house is over the smoke curl upwards, Cai Xiang around the house. At this time in the sun as some people feel the hot, blue sky If a piece of transparent bright and clean Mei-yu, a deep blue tunnel, through a glare. I am lazy to rely on open ground in front of the chair, lit hut to fight in and around the King Color. House is "Liangshiyiting" structure, is in the middle hall, on both sides of the bedroom is an area of about 40 square meters. A simple display of the house, a hall Table, four chairs, a release of debris in the cupboard, and the secondary bedroom bed. The whole house is built of wood, Dongnuanxialiang throughout the year. Door Doors on both sides of each window, the window lattice on a number of string hanging from corn, bacon Jidao, three, two dry salted duck, a string of hot peppers dry in the winter sun Zhao Ying particularly eye-catching. As a result of timber have been exhausted, with Lao Xu Xi Zhu article into the house in Pattaya Gracilaria up on the left side of the inter-Chu Fang, in the outside wall with wood burner and pay heap Code and a half of the people as a high wall, enough to resist the biting cold wind, col. Chu Fang Fang, some vegetables, cooking benches, covered with a good smoked meat products, distributed A tempting smell the smell. Side of the open space in front of the house, with the total Laoxu beautiful flowers in different seasons to make a wall, dress, decorated wooden huts. Last time I To remember is the color of drops of rose and green banana, it is now in full bloom and the plant. In addition to the junction of the small courtyard, Lao Xu specially planted pine and cypress trees, Named "welcoming song", meaning strong popularity, guests constantly. Lao Xu and his wife treat people hospitality, where a person must drink to the hut, and to enjoy, Goubian outside the pile of empty bottles that the owner of the hospitality. House of Four Seasons are changing the scenery is very beautiful. In the spring, the flowers of fruit trees over the col, luoying Day, "children Honey bee Canhua brewing, Rain and mud to reconcile swallow. "Summer, the mountain is covered with green and luxuriant, green barrier stack, and the birds chirping, the clamor of us. Autumn leaves all over the Hill, tired fruit trees Tired, Si Yi Hsiang. In winter, wind throw off restraint child, all things bleak, col Qinghan air, but otherwise a charm. Looking at this beautiful scenery and mountain scenery, my eyes which shed Yang, in which intoxicated. Looking at close to the door of the red-fu characters in the "noise Crows Tens of millions of brittle, Han Yan Shu-air three or four "quiet season, but in the hearts of the vast flow of warmth.