“枯藤老树昏鸦,小桥流水人家,古道西风瘦马。夕阳西下,断肠人在天涯。”刚走进村里,令我好奇的一件事是:两个村子是通过一座桥连接的。那座小桥很精美很干净,没有任何雕琢的痕迹。从早到晚,有无数的人从这里过去,人们很爱护这座桥,每天都有人来打扫。小桥啊!你像扎根边防的战士,默默地注视来往的人群,并以最真诚的目光向他们表示友好。 “Withered old tree faint crows, bridges people, ancient westerly wind and thin horse. Sunset, heartbroken people in the End of the World.” "Just walked into the village, so I am curious thing is: two villages through a Bridge connection. The bridge is very beautiful and clean, without any traces of carving. From morning till night, countless people passed by here, people loved the bridge very much and were cleaned every day. Small bridge! You are like a soldier who has taken root in border areas. You silently watch the crowd and show you their friendship with the most sincere eyes.