Ta Chuan, the fairy tale village of autumn, the hometown of dreams

Once autumn comes, this place transforms, as if nature has intentionally painted Ta Chuan with a thick layer of colors. Look at that Chinese tallow tree, its leaves are as red as fire, contrasting with the surrounding rice fields, white walls, and black tiles, it really looks like something out of a painting. The sun shines obliquely, and the sunlight dances on the leaves, sparkling with golden light, warming the heart of those who see it. Walking on the village paths, you can smell that unique rural scent, the fragrance of rice, the smell of earth, mixed with a hint of fresh grass. This scent grounds you, as if returning to childhood, to those carefree days. The old-style white walls and black tiles feel so familiar. In front of every household, there are plants and flowers, although not of any expensive variety, they grow lush and are simply endearing.