这是一个隐匿在深山里的千年古村落,整个村庄依山而建,沿着山势逐层而上,一块块红砂石铺就的古道,被岁月的痕迹打磨得光滑细润,远离城市的喧嚣,它以独有的方式讲述着古老的故事,浮躁的心在这里不由自主地沉淀到历史长河之中。清晨,薄雾环绕着不远处的青山,朝阳落在静静流淌的诺河之上,村民赶着马儿走在昔日的古道上,耳边随风传来叮咛咛的马铃声,古村的一天在一幅唯美的山水画卷缓缓呈现。村中地势较高的地方有一株标志性的大青树,它像一位慈 This is a hidden ancient village in the mountains of the Millennium, the village built on the mountain, along the mountain layers, the blocks of red gravel paved trail, the years of traces of polished smooth and fine, away from the city Noisy, it tells the story of the old in its own way, impetuous heart here involuntarily precipitated into the long river of history. In the early morning, the mist surrounded the green hills not far away. The sunrise fell on the quietly flowing river Noo. The villagers rushed to the old horse and walked in the old trail. The ringing bell rang in the ear of the ancient village One day in a beautiful landscape painting slowly presented. The topography of the village there is a landmark of the evergreen tree, it is like a mercy