“榆柳荫后檐,桃李罗堂前。暧暧远人村,依依墟里烟。”在叶家山古村落里,有一片黑瓦白墙的低矮的房屋,每一户人家的屋后都有一条通向山上的幽径。在寂寞的山村,放逐于一条小径,让你可以悠闲地穿行于浮生流年,如同光阴数百年如一日地在这巷道中踱出的脚印,慢悠悠且悄无声息。太婆住在山上,自然而然,我也是叶家山的常客。 “Elm Willow shade after the eaves, peaches Li Luotang ago. Warm and far from the village, relying on the market smoke.” In the ancient village of Ye Jiashan, there is a black tile white walls of low houses, each house of people’s house After a path leading to the mountains. In the lonely mountain village, exiled to a trail, allowing you to leisurely walk in the floating years, as the hundreds of years in the road, as if walking out of the footprints, leisurely and quietly. Grandmother live in the mountains, of course, I am also a frequent visitor to Ye Jiashan.