In the exhibition area, villagers gathered around, admiring the old photos and handicrafts of their village. A young villager looked at the ancient village houses in the photos with curiosity in his eyes. "These old houses look so charming. I really miss what our village used to be like," he said. An elder next to him smiled and said, "Yes, these photos bear witness to the changes in our village. Each one has a story." They pointed to the photos, recounting bits and pieces of the past, their eyes revealing a deep longing for their hometown.

Lin Yue moved between the library and the activity room, a happy smile always on her face. She saw a somewhat introverted little girl sitting alone in a corner reading a book, so she went over and gently sat down beside her. "What are you reading?" Lin Yue asked softly, her tone full of tenderness. The little girl looked up, a little shyly, and said, "Sister Lin Yue, I'm reading a storybook. The stories in it are so exciting!" Lin Yue patted her head. "I'm glad you like it. If you have any thoughts, you can share them with your friends." The little girl nodded and continued reading.

By midday, the sun had grown even hotter, but the enthusiasm in the library and activity room remained undiminished. Some villagers had brought simple lunches from home, and they sat in a corner of the activity room, eating and chatting, sharing the contents of the books and the joy of the morning. The children, on the library's open space, shared interesting stories they had read in the books, their laughter echoing throughout the space.

In the afternoon, the sunlight softened. Inside the library, some villagers lay on comfortable recliners, covered with light blankets, asleep in the quiet atmosphere, still holding unfinished books. Their faces radiated contentment, as if they were dreaming of knowledge. In the activity room, a small concert was underway. A young villager played the guitar, the melodious music flowing through the air. Everyone sat around, listening quietly, their eyes filled with rapt attention. An elderly man closed his eyes, gently swaying his body, humming an unknown tune, as if transported back to his youth.

As evening fell, the setting sun bathed the library and activity room in a golden glow. The villagers gradually left, their hearts filled with reluctance. A little boy, clutching the books he had borrowed, said to Lin Yue, "Sister Lin Yue, I want to come again tomorrow." Lin Yue smiled and nodded, "Okay, you're welcome to come every day." Watching the villagers' departing figures, Lin Yue felt a surge of emotion. "This place has truly become everyone's spiritual home; all the effort has been worthwhile," she thought silently.

Over time, the library and cultural activity room have become increasingly important in the lives of the villagers. Every morning, the villagers arrive here with anticipation, ready to begin their day's journey of knowledge. The librarians meticulously record the borrowing status of each book, carefully organizing the shelves to ensure that every book can be found promptly. Lin Yue also frequently communicates with the librarians to understand the villagers' reading preferences, so as to better adjust the types and placement of books.

One day, Lin Yue noticed a sudden increase in the borrowing of agricultural technology books, so she discussed it with several large-scale farmers in the village. "It seems everyone is very interested in new planting techniques," Lin Yue said. "We can organize some related lectures and training sessions." The farmers nodded in agreement. So, in the library's reading and sharing area, a lecture on new agricultural planting techniques began. Village experts and experienced villagers served as lecturers, explaining the principles and operation methods of the new technologies in simple and easy-to-understand language. The villagers in the audience took careful notes and asked questions frequently. After the lecture, the villagers gathered together for a lively discussion, full of confidence in their future planting plans.

The cultural activity room has also continuously enriched its activities based on the needs of the villagers. In addition to regular table tennis, chess, and handicraft training classes, dance and calligraphy courses have been added. Village dance enthusiasts have spontaneously organized themselves to teach everyone. A young girl stands at the front, demonstrating the dance moves. "Everyone follow me, first move your feet, then twist your waist," she says, her voice full of energy and her face beaming with a warm smile. The villagers were initially a little shy, but with the girl's encouragement, they gradually opened up and danced to the rhythm of the music. The calligraphy course has attracted many elderly people and children, who pick up brushes and write on rice paper, experiencing the charm of traditional Chinese culture.

At the library's reading sharing session, villagers shared various books. A young man, holding a copy of "How the Steel Was Tempered," excitedly told everyone, "Pavel Korchagin in this book is so strong! He never gave up despite facing so many difficulties. We should learn from his spirit in our lives." His sharing resonated with everyone, and the villagers discussed the plot and the lessons it taught them. An elderly man also shared a history book, remarking with emotion, "We must not forget history; these stories help us better cherish our present lives."

With the development of the library and activity rooms, villagers from surrounding villages were also attracted. They came to visit and learn, and some even joined village activities. A village head from a neighboring village said to Lin Yue, "Your village has done a really good job. These experiences are worth learning from and emulating." Lin Yue smiled and said, "Let's learn from each other and make progress together. I hope we can all make the lives of our villagers more colorful."

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