Country road

It is often said that culture is a road. A road is not simply a path; it has become a symbol, a characteristic custom and tradition of each region.

Roads are created to take people to where they need to go, and more than that, to lead us towards the beautiful dreams out there.

A path that is walked repeatedly becomes a road, and each person creates their own path in their mind.

Who doesn't have memories associated with the alleyways and paths of their hometown? We walked along them every day, running, jumping, and playing, only to realize later how important and deeply connected they were to us.

Country roads are fragrant with the scent of rice, intertwined with the smell of straw and the earth… These roads are bathed in brilliant sunlight in summer and covered with leaves in autumn. March is a vibrant red with kapok flowers, May embraces golden straw, July is ablaze with flamboyant flame trees, and September sees chrysanthemums bursting into bloom.

The country roads are small, so people passing by have the opportunity to chat, joke, and have fun together. The lanes are close together, making it convenient to call out to each other, and to ask for or borrow anything needed.

As winter passes, the road seems longer, silently whispering to the feet shivering in the cold. The road is filled with sadness for fragile souls, a road of vague nostalgia for hidden sorrows!

Heritage Magazine