Feng Zhiyuan pond
I've been in Tangchi town for more than half a year, and I've always wanted to see the surrounding mountains, because my hometown village is also at the foot of the mountain, which is very similar to the terrain here. Sometimes from a distance, I always wonder what the scenery on the mountain will look like. After all, this is the south, and it is always different from the north.
Wednesday is the rest day for schools in our town. Grandma Huang of the club invited us to her house again, saying that the chestnuts on her mountain were ripe and everyone could pick them. It's almost two months since the last invitation. Today, everyone happens to be free. After discussion, nine people decided to climb the mountain and go on an autumn outing together.
Just after breakfast, Grandma Huang waited at the school gate. Several of us rode bicycles one step ahead, and Grandma Huang and several other teachers walked behind. When we arrived at Jujing Courtyard, we got off the bus and took a walk together. In the embrace of nature, everyone is in a good mood, singing and laughing all the way, while enjoying the scenery of the "small bridge and flowing water family" by the manger river. While speaking, I walked into a narrow mountain road. Grandma said "it's coming soon", and several families appeared slowly. Although they are very shabby, they are just like the mountain village I am familiar with. Looking around, I heard an elegant ancient music. Everyone follows the sound and listens attentively. They couldn't help exclaiming in unison. Sure enough, an expert was hiding in Shan Ye. They are discussing whether to knock on the door. Grandma pushed the door directly and let us in. At present, there is a high step. An old man sat in front of the door and called us in. It turns out that grandma at home is watching TV series. Ancient music originated from television. Everyone couldn't help laughing.
The hillside beside the road is covered with bamboo, chestnut, persimmon and some unknown trees. This is the first time I have seen chestnut trees. It's novel to see chestnuts crawling all over the tree. I really want to pick some at once. Soon, grandma's house arrived. This is a big yard. An old house is uninhabitable, with sundries and fried tea, and another two-story house is occupied. Grandma told us that her wife died in her early years and her children got married. Grandma rented a house in town and didn't come often. There are pear trees, osmanthus trees, tea trees and a well in the yard. Without the noise of horses and chariots, it really smells like a paradise. Someone joked that they didn't want to go back, so they closed the door and repaired it here.
After a rest, everyone couldn't wait for grandma to lead us to pick them, so they went outside with bamboo baskets. Everyone split up and picked chestnuts and persimmons, and they were very busy. I took a long bamboo pole, beat it like them, and then picked it up in the basket. Unexpectedly, my hand was pricked by chestnuts. It turns out that chestnuts are covered with hard thorns, and there are no imaginary pompoms! It is really "four bodies are not diligent, and the whole grain is not divided", which makes everyone laugh.
Baskets of fruit were picked and sent to the yard. Some people began to peel chestnuts specially, and they were very busy. Suddenly they heard the cry of "grandma, stop fighting", and grandma shouted "fight!" "Grandma, stop fighting." "fight!" Many times, I have been thinking. Someone laughed. It turned out that Miss Li had seen enough choices and asked Grandma to stop hitting with a pole. Grandma insisted on fighting and everyone burst into laughter. The joy of picking pervades this quiet mountain village. It's almost noon. Grandma invited us to eat steamed buns. Let's get something to eat first and say that we will go to her daughter's house later. Some people feel tired, so they say to return as soon as possible. Grandma said that lunch is already being prepared there, so let's go anyway. Finally, we decided to let the guests take care of themselves and not waste grandma's sincerity. So everyone began to peel chestnuts together, put them in bags with persimmons, and everyone took some, so we should hurry on the road.
Grandma's daughter lives on the other side of the mountain and wants to climb it. Grandma is a guide in front, and our group is carrying big bags and small bags along Panshan Highway. Grandma's trot doesn't look like an old man in his seventies, but we young people are so tired and panting that we always fall behind. Few people usually take mountain roads, and some sections are covered with weeds and shrubs. If someone hadn't led us, we would have lost our way. To make matters worse, there are often puddles on both sides of the road, which makes people worry about falling, so everyone reminds them from time to time. There is a hole on the left ","Look out! There is water on the right. "The weather is sultry, and everyone is sweating like a pig, which is a bit embarrassing.
In this way, I walked on the mountain road for more than half an hour, over the top of the mountain and out of the forest. Suddenly, my eyes suddenly opened up. Farmland is nearby and the village is far away. It's really a bit like "there is no way to doubt the mountain, and there is another village." Through sweet potato fields, corn fields, rice fields, through a village, came to a small river. The river is neither deep nor wide, but there is no bridge or stone to tread on. Everyone is full of ideas, some say walking around, some say taking off their shoes and wading across. Finally, someone slowly threw a stone at the front, and everyone followed closely before passing. It was inevitable that someone slipped and wet their shoes, which made everyone laugh.
At noon, we finally arrived at grandma's daughter's house. At the door, grandma shouted "Here we are, come out", and the daughter-in-law immediately came out to meet us, greeting everyone to wash their faces and have tea. Let's go out and look around. The village is very open, with mountains, mountains and water. It's a treasure trove. There is a square pond in front of their house, where lotus flowers are planted and a group of ducks are playing in it. The witty teacher Tan immediately took a bite: "Duck, duck, duck, white hair floating green water, red palm clearing waves." Although there is a suspicion of serious plagiarism, it is also in line with the scene. The streets are paved with asphalt roads, clean and tidy asphalt roads, and Huizhou folk houses are built on the mountain with white walls and gray tiles, which are simple and elegant. A few tens of meters to the east, there is a restaurant called "Hu's Hotel". The surrounding scenery is beautiful, like a garden, many transplanted trees, all kinds of flowers and trees. The house in the dining room is an antique building with good decoration. There are two stone lions in front of the door, and there is a pair of couplets on both sides of the big wooden door, "Liu Ling asked who is good, and Li Bai answered this incense". There are many bonsai planted in the courtyard paved with stone slabs, which set off the porch and carved windows and are full of ancient charm. The host is also simple and patient, watching us take photos and visit.
After going out, it was introduced that Hu, the owner of this restaurant, was successful in doing business in the provincial capital. Later, he returned to his hometown to invest in a garden company, bought hundreds of acres of land nearby, and is building a well-equipped tourist resort. We can't help but admire the boss's business ability and courage. He started from scratch and developed so well that he didn't forget to go back to his hometown to invest in construction. It really deserves the reputation of Huizhou merchants as "good at Confucianism". At that time, their ancestors were active in the north and south of the great river and on both sides of the Yellow River, and "no business without emblem" was famous all over the world, dominating the business circles in China for hundreds of years. Huizhou is the hometown of Zhu, a great Confucian scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty, and is known as the "wind of Confucianism alone". Tongcheng, a neighboring county, is the birthplace of Tongcheng School in Qing Dynasty, and its style of writing is prosperous. Influenced by this, most merchants in Huizhou show the characteristics of "being good at Confucianism" and take the ethics of "honesty", "faithfulness" and "righteousness" as the basis of doing business, which makes them win credibility in the business world. I believe that in this new era of market economy, the descendants of Huizhou merchants will definitely cross the business sea and become a new generation of successful Confucian businessmen.
While feeling deeply, grandma found us and took us home for dinner. The table is full of food, slaughtered ducks and fish, and some vegetables. I have eaten several big steamed buns at my grandmother's house, but I am still full. I couldn't hold the strong advice of my grandmother and my family, so I had to put down my stomach and eat another meal. While speaking, it's almost three o'clock. We have to go back. My daughter and son-in-law sent her far away, saying that the hospitality was poor. When the new house is built, she will definitely come back as a guest. Looking at the beautiful environment around us and feeling their sincere and simple hearts, everyone really can't bear to leave. Grandma's daughter said, then stay, it is suitable for living here. There are many elderly people in the village who are over 90 years old and 100 years old, which is even more enviable.
Along the mountain road, bypassing the rippling Jintang Lake Reservoir, in Xiang Si Forest Park, we met a cultural center teacher who led foreign friends to learn traditional culture. Everyone sincerely praised the achievements made by the Cultural Center in promoting traditional culture, and praised Tang Chi's "wealth and wealth, outstanding people and outstanding people". Yes, Tang Chi is really a pure land, with not only beautiful natural environment and profound cultural heritage, but also people with lofty ideals who are vigorously reviving the traditional culture of China. The harmonious society that our ancient sages hoped for is not far away, that is, "to be old, to be strong, to be useful, to be old, to be strong, to be lonely and to be disabled". Recalling the experience of that day, I can't help but think of "You Shan Xi Zhuang" written by Lu You, a great poet in the Southern Song Dynasty:
"Don't laugh at farm wine, keep chickens and dolphins in good years;
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The flute and drum are close to the Spring Society, and the clothes are simple;
From now on, if you ride leisurely on the moon, you will lock the door with crutches all night. "
In the process of traveling to the mountain village, Lu You must have similar experiences and feelings with us. Otherwise, this poem is too suitable for our mood, and there is no need to write another one.