#Anyang Headline#The ancient road in the back suburbs can't bear to wake up the souls of the horses who have walked on the ancient road On this late autumn morning, a person quietly came to the ancient arches made of bluestone in the ancient village of the back suburbs to cling to just on the top

#Anyang Headlines #Ancient Road in the Back Suburbs

Can't bear to wake up on the ancient road

The soul of a horse that has walked

On this late autumn morning

A person quietly came to the ancient village on the outskirts of the back

An ancient arch of bluestone is attached

Just a small temple on top

Buddha statues, fireworks, offering tables

They all disappeared into the vicissitudes of the wind and rain

Only the columns and beams of the wooden frame remain

Telling people about the glory of the past

The streets are calm

There was only one child on the bluestone steps

Swipe up and down

There are also lentil flowers in the corner of the wall

Open next to a deserted ancient road

This was once Mule Horse Avenue

The ancestors of the Fu clan came from under the locust tree in Shanxi

I have lived here for more than a thousand years

From the bluestone slab to the field

Farming, harvesting, plus reading

The deserted streets are remembered in the years

I came to fu ancestral hall

The autumn sun was just right

Tall house, red pillars

Add yellow tiles, magnificent

I've been thinking

Can we talk about the bitterness and happiness of Fu's thousand years here?

And the patience of the villagers, the strength

Glory, splendor, even tears, pain

The ancestral hall is quiet

Can't answer me

This was once an ancient road

The horse stake is still there

The bluestone slab road is still there

I was reading the history of the back suburbs