Missing the Days in Shuhe Village
It was at one morning that I suddenly arrived at Shuhe Village with a heavy travelling backpack on my back. Passing through some alleys in the village, I felt the local people were looking at me differently, giving me a strong feeling of being an unexpected stranger. And I suddenly felt guilty for disturbing their quiet and peaceful life.
Stepping on a stone bridge, the sky seemed to be brighter in my eyes abruptly. The water of the river, originating from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, runs…