My country complex

In recent years, as I grow older village complex but heavier and heavier. Humble abode in the city, eating market of food and vegetables, wearing those painted chemical element of clothes, the eyeful is YiShanShan high-rise and are less than 4 miles away.there's window, the day is long, there is a feeling of captivity, the whole body is all uncomfortable. So, sitting in the office, always a person stunned; Karzai in the huddle, but their hearts are flew to the quiet countryside in the wild. Hear birdsong, smell may the rain, feel boot of wars, heart if everyday is a weekend, good to go up, on the outskirts of the field-edge a walk, see, smell XiangWeiEr dirt.Herve Leger Asymmetrical Neck
My this deep rural complex is innate. This complex condensed from my hometown, first from hometown that land and crude troughs QingWa hut, low from where the sun, the moon, there was the wind, the rain, there was the crops and grass, and there the wild flowers and spiked LaoShiBaJiao there from men and women, from there the hardships, where the pain, cold and heat from there. Really, in this material civilization dazzling urban, I not spoil arms and legs not and frequently grain regardless of the day, I'm a unseasonable person. I am suffering from severe homesickness was ill.
The reason that I have such serious rural complex, is never said I had a how picturesque villages that I often proud hometown, or I'm a long time to live in the country, not seen a world, fear of touch with modern civilization. Contrary, originally conceived my that land is not only less beautiful, she even like me, ordinary, ordinary, even ugly and unbearable. Moreover, where I live time, also not very long, there just recorded my childhood and youth time. In those days, in my parents eye, I also is a tree planted by season of crops, need to take root in land, and then, after the weather and blossom, jointing accomplished his result, calm the life. But I myself regard oneself as a must fly of birds, always looking forward to fly to the other side of the mountain. But now, I really miss life there, the four seasons, miss there miss the air there and sun, miss where the day and night. I don't want to do the birds fly agains t, I'm willing to do a plant crops parents eyes.
In my hometown of life experience in those days, I had a farmer's happiness course, whether physical or inner. Farmers happiness is very simple, so simple, natural, directly. Any time, farming people can tumble into bed, because all of them all is by labor income, in god's name, the earth day of testimony, the rural none of * naked shy. I deeply realize the country life of happiness, the joy is transparent, it is completely can use a hand to pick something real, as of the fruit of the tree, see germination, flowering, results in the whole process of with sweet, that kind of acid taste of farmers, must be the taste of happiness feeling.Herve Leger Bandage