Before leaving Kenting, take a walk on the seaside in front of the hotel while it is still early. In the morning, the sea is very calm. The waves beat the beach layer by layer, and the rising sun ran around in the clouds.

Leave kenting for the swimming pool. Sitting on the long-lost green train, there is the most beautiful scenery on the road. On the right side of the window is the blue sea, and on the left is the green rice field. From time to time, there will be a desktop radio announcement, which is the kind of warm female voice in TV series.

Chishang is a small town in the north of Taitung County, Taiwan. It belongs to the plain area, with tropical monsoon climate and abundant rainfall, which has created high-quality rice on the pond and enjoys a good reputation in Taiwan Province Province.

Ikebukuro Station is a small station with a strong cultural flavor. There are all kinds of paintings and calligraphy hanging in the corridor outside the station. Some authors are older, and I believe there are different stories behind each work.

The moment you walk out of the station, you feel that it is clean and comfortable, and there is a taste of being out of the world, which makes you want to slow down involuntarily.

When she moved into B&B, the proprietress was a middle-aged woman who loved calligraphy. She always has a warm smile on her face and always speaks in a leisurely tone, which is what most residents here look like.

I went to Wu Taochi Rice Bag Cultural Story Museum next to B&B and had a legendary lunch on the pool. The rice on the pool is really convenient with chicken legs, ribs, fish or steak.

Maybe it's because we are not used to it. The time-honored lunch doesn't seem as delicious as we thought.

I think everyone has different standards for judging food, after all, it depends on their own sensory experience. Delicious itself is an evaluation. If you don't like it, don't eat it Don't impose your subjective conclusions on others.

It's cloudy with signs of rain. Don't want to go far, ride a bike to the nearby Dapochi and the green rice fields on both sides, and you can foresee the bumper harvest in the city in the golden autumn.

There are many budding lotus flowers in the pond, with wooden plank roads on both sides, and many locals taking a leisurely walk or running for fitness. Walking and chatting around the big pond, I feel as calm and happy as water.

There is a music cultural center near Dapochi, which regularly holds free activities to share classical music and inherit national traditional culture. There happened to be a sharing activity of Manchu folk songs in the evening, and the staff warmly invited them. And this passion is pure, just want to share the feeling of beautiful things with you.

Arriving at the Cultural Center in advance in the evening, the curator warmly welcomed us again. The curator is an approachable uncle. When it comes to music and culture, there is a different brilliance in his eyes. His words reveal his love for art, his tolerance for multi-cultures in the world, and his determination to let more people enjoy music and inherit national culture.

The activity started with the introduction of Ikebukuro, and the most impressive event was Ikebukuro Autumn Harvest Rice Ear Art Festival. Every year, the golden season is held in the depths of this rice field in vast expanse. The blue sky is the curtain and the earth is the seat. In the golden rice waves, music and dance are companions. Even if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can imagine the exciting scene.

People in the pond want more people to know that the rice in the pond grows on such a simple land. With the cultivation of people in the pond, the gift of nature and the company of music, the rice here can sing, and the rice here has power.

I see. If we don't understand it, how can we taste the hidden taste of this rice?

Manzhouli, which is three hours' drive from Chishang, is also a small village that depends on the weather for food, just like Chishang. Manchu folk songs, with the love of the older generation of aborigines for traditional culture, have been preserved by word of mouth. Although the activity is performed by elderly uncles and aunts, age can't stop their inner enthusiasm. Manchu folk songs with different tunes are cheerful and soothing, but the simple lyrics tell the old truth, which has magical power in different rhythms and hits your heart from time to time.

Those aunts who played and sang on the Qin Yue with all their heart were illiterate at first. Only by their inner persistence and constant practice did they have this proficiency today. You can feel the similarities between Manchu and Chishang. At any time, they always maintain their love for life, gratitude for nature, cherish national culture and persist in their inner dreams.

If you don't understand, how can you appreciate the beauty of this fragrant land?

Brown Avenue, endless rice fields on both sides, the wind blows and sets off layers of rice waves. I think of Jay Chou's Xiang Tao and move on.