Deep in the bamboo forest, birds sing amidst the dense foliage, and a cool breeze that isn't the wind occasionally passes by

On Saturday, in Hongshi Village and Zhuquan Village of Yinan, I experienced the idyllic life of 'springs emerging from the mountains, people living around the springs, homes by the clear streams, bamboo hiding the thatched cottages, the fragrance of the countryside, and the joy and longevity of the inhabitants'; I also fully appreciated the beautiful scenery of the Peach Blossom Spring described as 'talking about dreams within a dream, the brush has sketched the Peach Blossom Spring dream several times, searching for heaven within heaven, and a pot of tea above the spring in the bamboo cave heaven'. I have also visited some ancient villages before, such as the Tuwa Village in Xinjiang Kanas with its stunning autumn scenery, the World Cultural Heritage site of Hongcun in Anhui, and the magnificent Fujian Hakka Tulou. Each village has its own unique characteristics. Hongshi Village is nestled between mountains and rivers, where the masculinity of the mountains and the soft beauty of the water complement each other. Zhuquan Village is backed by Yuhuang Mountain, with Phoenix Ridge to the left and Xiangshan River to the right, abundant in springs and bamboo. Literati all have the same strength and temperament as bamboo. Zheng Banqiao said: 'I would rather throw away my official hat than be an official, my bag is empty and my sleeves are cold, I write with a slender bamboo branch, and make a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.' Su Shi said: 'I would rather have no meat in my meal than live without bamboo.' A glance at the spring pool, quietly bubbling, brings a sense of tranquility amidst the comfort. A clear stream, trickling in strands, shines in the sunlight, and its flow reveals elegance. Following the stream to its source, the spring water flows over the bluestone slabs in front of the houses and behind them, making the cold stones less harsh when mixed with the spring water. Whether it's the bluestone path, the lush bamboo forest, or the thatched cottages, they all blend with the spring water in an instant. Along the water street, shops are lined up, with small traders each occupying a hut. The nose is filled with the aroma of various snacks, and the ears with the shouts of vendors from all over. The snacks are finely made and varied in flavor. There are both local originals and those that incorporate foreign elements, blending the rustic with the modern. The most famous is the Yinan pancake. Pu Songling wrote in 'Ode to Pancake': 'The pancake is made of a mixture of rice and beans, and the people of Qi use it to replace staple food.' 'Round as a silver moon, large as a copper vat, thin as the paper of Shanyin Creek, colored like the plume of a yellow crane.' Eating pancakes, chewing vigorously, stimulates saliva and aids digestion, prolonging life. The light yellow spicy dried tofu is also a great dish to accompany drinks and meals. Yimeng bachelor chicken, Mengshan small bean curd, and various local vegetables also have their own unique flavors. After lunch, I went to see the animal performances, but the first to perform was a national master calligrapher on site. Calligraphy is known as the silent poetry, the dance without movement, the painting without a picture, the music without sound. Next was the parrot show, featuring the noble and elegant blue and gold macaw, the all-white cockatoo with a crown, the talkative Amazon parrot, the colorful rainbow lorikeet, the red and green eclectic parrot, and the African grey parrot that looks like a pigeon. Later, lions, tigers, monkeys, and bears took turns performing. Influenced by this, a woman at the scene couldn't help but jump rope with her dog.