Meeting in Langshui Prose
iusification of time has not yet plucked the vernal equinox, the sycamore trees are ignorantly combing their furry little faces, and the redbud flowers have quietly bloomed The branches are blooming, and the cherry blossoms are a little earlier than in previous years. The buds of the tree are shyly waiting to bloom, like a bride wearing a red hijab, just waiting for the breeze to blow overnight, just waiting for the wedding scale to be lightly lifted, and a visual feast is like fireworks. As bright as a flash of beauty.
Just like the tranquility of the redbuds, the early spring in the small town is elegant and full of elegance. Just like the blazing cherry blossoms, the mid-spring in the small town is full of warmth.
It seems like I was still wearing a thin coat yesterday morning. When I walked out of the office building this afternoon, I felt as if I had walked out of the wrong season and suddenly entered the scorching summer. As a result, the streets and alleys, like a long T-stage, suddenly appeared on the stage, with men, women, old and young, and a dazzling array of clothing from all seasons. The audience was dumbfounded and couldn't help but laugh. Only the leisurely white clouds contrast with the blue sky, and only the red flowers all over the city reflect the green willows, creating a unique scene.
If you fall in love with someone, start with his voice, some people will say you are chaotic. If you say you miss a city, start with his name, someone will definitely say you are pretentious. Is it pretentious or not? Emotionally, you might walk deeper with him, and then pull him back a little bit to hold on. It doesn't matter if you can't hold on, sincerely review what you did well: It seems to make sense, then, I was wrong. What happened next? Still in love and thinking about it.
You are as stubborn as ever, just like the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the small town. A touch of purity passes over the tip of your pen, and wherever you touch, you are always in love that cannot be suppressed: look at the Jiangnan water scene sung by the fishing boat at night, in fact It's not the south of the Yangtze River, but a small town by the Han River. Its reputation means tranquility and prosperity... You kept talking endlessly, just like the old cousin who chased the chickens from the back room of Brother Ge's village, "More on." I’ll dig into the ground and I won’t break your legs.” “Dalin family members, please circle them up quickly before I see the little animals harming the crops. It would be strange if they don’t tear them up and use fertilizer.” The same scene reappeared the day before, and it was still the same. With his round body, he hurriedly drove the chickens, still shouting at the Dalin family with a high voice.
In Langzhong, it is overcast with light rain, and the maximum temperature is 13°. In the afternoon, you accidentally read such a message, which makes your heart beat with excitement, vigorous expectation, and great joy. It seems that the small town in the distance is your long-lost lover in your dream. You are looking for it, but there is no news, and suddenly there is no trace. The plain paper came out of the air, what a familiar voice, what a palpitating breath.
Waiting for you, a meeting! Where is Langzhong?
On the second street, flowers are like a sea.
When the fine raindrops begin to beat on the car window, the distant mountains and near water gradually become blurred.
Open WeChat, "Meet Wuyuan, with whom?" On the way to her morning run, Meizi put a flattering look on her face in the circle of friends and got up with a "haha".
At that time, you happened to go out, as quietly as the winter jasmine at the corner of the east gate of the compound. From the first spring song sung in late winter, you recorded her growth process one by one with pictures. It lasted two months, and the flowers fell and bloomed. "What kind of faith can burst out such a powerful force?" ?" You sighed with emotion.
I am happy to share the beauty and language of flowers, but you cannot enter her life course. You are always separated from her by a flower.
If she can’t stay up late, Meizi’s phone calls will come after her. Her temperament is more than a season apart from Meizi’s. Eating was always the main theme of her journey. That autumn when she was admiring the red leaves in Guanwu Mountain, she thought that because she was short of time and didn't eat enough, she got a little angry and Xuan didn't talk to her for a week after she came back, but maybe she didn't arrive In the afternoon she will be struck like a rose in late spring.
The surrounding rapeseed flowers are blooming one after another. Going forward, you can even see the majestic golden flowers climbing up the ancient terraces built in the early Qing Dynasty. Spectacular. Before the Qingming Festival, it is also the harvest season for tea farmers. The first wave of new tea is in full swing. If the weather is good, you can still hear the tea-picking tunes passed down from generation to generation on the tea mountain. I want to go to Wuyuan at this time of year. Could it be that Meizi smells something? You gave a faint smile.
When changing trains, the rain was still falling. The hot Sichuan accent is familiar to you, and the long phrases float in the drizzle, sometimes near and sometimes far away, as if two neighbors are talking to each other sentence by sentence.
This is a foreign land, and you are a traveler.
I like to wander on the bluestone slabs in the light rain, walking and stopping; I like to shuttle among the moving crowds and listen devoutly; I like to stop in front of the traditional folk ornaments of other places and tell legends; I like to linger in all kinds of tempting delicacies, Enjoy a drink carefully; you like to take pictures of unknown rivers and mountains to enrich your vision; you will leave the echo of the mountains, the singing of bluebirds, and the Sanskrit sounds of the temple intact; you may even happily follow a strange old man as you try to get closer to him In the old story.
The bus was still driving fast on the highway, and the rain seemed to have stopped. The window outside the window suddenly became extraordinarily bright, with ridges of golden smoothing the nearby ditches and bumps, rushing into the distance like a tide. The rapeseed flowers in northern Sichuan were in full bloom...
In a trance, you are walking back. On the way home.
Three Listens, the Dance of the River
The Jialing River runs through mountains and ridges, rushing all the way from the northwest.
After traveling thousands of miles through the vast mist, I may be tired, so my steps are awkward. It’s just that you are more convinced that there is a touching legend here. It’s the season now, after a spring rain, the cherry blossoms are blooming nearby, the green willows are graceful, you look up at the gorgeous golden color, and you see the distant mountains in the distance, and you remember it in a daze. The childhood sweetheart of my hometown, the woman who once intertwined with each other, Ru'an? I couldn't help but burst into tears and hesitated.
Such a plot must be so cliche, but you still believe it. The topic of love is timeless and timeless, and the energy it inspires is earth-shattering.
So, in a miraculous act of creation, I swear to the sky here: I love you and I will never regret it in this life! The river is like a flying dragon that bends around the city, dancing a magnificent totem, and then runs resolutely to the east. A good man should take the affairs of the world as his own responsibility. From then on, a city with a square sky and a round earth stood in the middle of the river. The ancient Langzhong showed its majesty to the world with its solitary attitude.
Shen Jing is in the plot she arranged alone. She doesn’t know what time it is. She bows her head and raises her head, all with tenderness.
The unique landform of rivers and rivers has endowed Langzhong with a long-standing Bashu culture. The last capital of the Ba Kingdom during the Warring States Period was located here. Subsequent dynasties all built counties and mansions here. The mighty and powerful Shu Han general Zhang Fei once guarded the city for seven years. Tengwang Pavilion was built by Yuanying, the son of Li Yuan, Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty. "The brocade stones on the Qingjiang River are sad and beautiful, and the young pistils are full of dense flowers." Du Fu's eternal quatrain when he lived in Langzhong and visited Tengwang Pavilion is still sung by the world.
The Jialing River flows through this section of Langzhong, which was called Langshui in ancient times. Langzhong got its name because it was surrounded by Langshui. Now it is known as a thousand-year-old city.
Zhuangyuanfang is an old landmark of the ancient city. Walking into the tall stone sign is like traveling through a tunnel in time. The blue-gray stone road, brown wooden lintels, carved beams and painted buildings, hollow window grilles, cornices and ink tiles, long The streets and alleys are filled with fragments of the Tang style. Ancient courtyards are coming one after another, including the Zhang family, the Li family, the Qin family, the Du family, and the Pu family. Every house you walk into is full of pavilions and pavilions. They are simple and elegant, like ladies hidden in the depths of time. They have not been tempered by the years. Refined and lost color, not confused by the changes in the world. Water Pier Inn, how deep is the courtyard? There are five patios and the courtyard is independent. Entering for the first time is like entering a maze with nine twists and turns. Looking back, you can't find the way you came.
The Gongyuan built in the Qing Dynasty has been preserved basically intact to this day. It is not difficult to imagine what a gathering of talents it must have been, with a prosperous literary style, a small city, and four number one scholars in the Tang and Song dynasties. The tall Zhuangyuanfang is not only the archway of ancient imperial examination culture, but also demonstrates the glory of the ancient city's context. Han Huanhou Temple, commonly known as Zhangfei Temple among the people, is a courtyard-style ancient building complex rebuilt in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is simple and magnificent, and has still retained its majestic style after more than a thousand years. Although it is getting late, the fragrance is still lingering in front of the temple, and incense is burned. There is an endless stream of worshipers. I offer a stick of incense devoutly and hope that my heroic spirit will be immortal!
After passing through Huaguang Tower, the lanterns have just begun to light up. The lights on both sides of the bank and the bright glass made the river look wider and deeper. Suddenly, the high-pitched and passionate "Face Changing" came from the other bank. At that moment, your tears couldn't stop flowing. You couldn't find the boat crossing the river. , or were you shocked by the river?
Wandering around, at the corner of time
Early the next morning, we arrived at the cross-river pier.
Compared with the lights scene last night, the two sides of the Taiwan Strait are refreshing and peaceful at this time. The sky is still gloomy, and you wrap yourself up tightly in your feather coat in the cold. This is the temperature you like. It only takes a shallow arm to warm yourself.
The Jialing River is indifferent and far-reaching, clear and calm. A wisp of breeze blows past, ruffling the spring water of the river. The mountains and waters along the way are all reflected in it, along with the hint of sadness in the sky.
On the other side is the ancient town of Nanjinguan, a former water and land port where merchants gathered since ancient times. The ancient town faces Huaguang Tower, which was rebuilt in the sixth year of Tongzhi's reign, across the river. It seems to be a city that never sleeps. Last night, the lights were bright and the music and music were loud. At this time, it was sleeping silently. It must have been renovated not long ago. The long and narrow ancient street leads up to the stairs. The buildings built on both sides of the mountain are like beautiful buildings and jade buildings. They are well-proportioned, with red and green tiles, and cornices. However, they cannot hide the fresh and fashionable atmosphere. The ancient style and charm are the cornerstone of its survival. After all, it needs to be tempered by the years and the precipitation of lonely time. I wonder if the luxury displayed by "Royal No. 7" can reproduce the prosperity of the ancient town for thousands of years?
The ancient town is intoxicated in the dream of the old times. You, wandering at the corner of time.
Two banyan trees take you through Rongcheng thousands of miles away. The old banyan trees on Gushan Road from the Qing Dynasty must have become more and more droopy at this time. The sky in Rongcheng is always like that. Lan, dear boy, at this time, on the bank of Langshui, I say good morning! A whistle will take you back to the first time you met in Jiangcheng. At that time, the Han River was not much smaller than the Jialing River, and the waterway was full of traffic from north to south. Living by the river, you often fell asleep with the whistle on your pillow, and started a new day with the whistle. . Looking at the Kuixing Tower hidden in the green hills, you once again wet your eyes. It is so similar to the Tenglong Pavilion in Gulong. It is also hidden in the green mountains and green bushes in this way. You are looking up at it from this angle. It is still like this. In normal times...
Everywhere you go, you will always find a commanding height to overlook the whole city. Fortunately, Jinping Mountain makes your wish come true.
Jinping Mountain was called Langshan Mountain in ancient times. It was later named because "the flowers and trees are as intricate as brocade, and the two peaks are connected like a screen." Nanjinguan is located in its embrace. The mountain is not very high and the ghost is clear. There was once a monument that called it "the best country in the world", which is enough to show the unruly spirit of the year. This monument was destroyed during the Cultural Revolution. Now "Jialing" The giant monument "The First Country" stands in Langfeng Garden, and the country remains the same, accompanying Langshui.
The Star Observation Tower was built to commemorate the Chinese astronomers from Langzhong during the Han and Tang Dynasties. On the top of Langshan Mountain, you can climb the tower to overlook the whole city and have a panoramic view of the entire Langzhong. The Jialing River surrounds the city like a brocade belt, and is surrounded by continuous green mountains, with green water and green mountains, corresponding pavilions, lush ancient trees, God's blessing, nature's creation, and a model of Feng Shui treasure land. Therefore, Langzhong is known as the "No. 1 Feng Shui in China" One city”. There are records in history that there were two astronomers and Feng Shui experts in the Tang Dynasty who were close friends during their lifetimes. After their deaths, they coincidentally were buried on two connected mountains twenty miles away from Langzhong. From then on, the two masters lived next to each other for generations.
"The city is surrounded by river light on three sides, and the surrounding mountains are surrounded by haze." Standing at this height when the orioles are flying and the grass is growing, you can best feel its precision and beauty, and it is also the most poetic and picturesque.
Five farewells for the next meeting
Early in the morning, a bowl of hot Zhang Fei beef noodles was just served on the table. You received a call from your old father, "Come over for lunch. I'll steam spring rolls for you." I suddenly choked up. I forgot to tell my father when I went out. I was in a hurry to smooth things over. I've been really busy with work these two days and can't take care of it. Let's eat some more tomorrow.
How busy have you been these two days? Climbing up and down the Zhongtian Building, you are busy looking for different angles for a picture. The little starling hanging in the courtyard of the water pier occasionally makes a few clever words. In order to make her break through the three words, you are busy. It's great to see the maze-like pavilions, corridors and towers where you can't find your way out, but now you are cruising through them easily. There are obviously a few percent more pedestrians in the old streets and alleys than in the previous two days. You suddenly realize that it’s the weekend! Since it is the weekend, you are still very busy, thinking of your old father's waiting, watching the heat in front of you slowly drifting away, so this bowl of noodles has an extra taste, a centuries-old snack from the ancient city, you are like chewing wax.
Spring rolls, how warm and poetic, roll up the spring before the Grain Rain blows.
The lamps hanging below the gate on the ancient street are neatly arranged and extend to the end. The long, sub-yellow lampshades are not too decorated, just as simple as hanging lampshades. Compared with the ancient streets and alleys full of red lanterns, it has a fairy-like air. The signboard of "Zhang Fei Beef" can be seen everywhere, and there are crowds of people in front of the door. If the heroic spirit in heaven knows, nearly two thousand years later, his famous name is still maintaining the livelihood of some people, and he will definitely shake the battlefield and be proud of the world.
"Start from here and gather at Zhuangyuanfang in forty minutes. Remember, you don't want to go back in the ancient city." Downstairs in Zhongtian, a beautiful tour guide told the group members repeatedly that they don't want to go back. ? You can't help but laugh, lies can be so beautiful. You don’t know how many times you have walked through the streets and alleys of the ancient city, including the milk tea at Beijiekou, the silk in South Street, the sugar burning in Mosi Street, the handmade vinegar in Wumiao Street, the century-old tree in front of Gongyuan, and the horse tethering post in front of Wumiao. , you are familiar with it as if you were visiting the supermarket in front of your home.
In Langzhong, during the Jingyan period of the Southern Song Dynasty, Baoning Mansion was built. Baoning Vinegar began in the first year of Changxing Tang Dynasty and has a history of more than a thousand years. But only here can you see the miniature old Vinegar Workshop, it is said that the pure local handmade vinegar circulates there. The sugar-fired flavor is your favorite, just like the red oil on Zhang Fei's beef noodles, a shallow bite, crispy and fragrant. In addition to vinegar and wine, white-flour steamed buns make an impressive appearance in grocery stores. It turns out that the original osmanthus steamed buns, Langzhong vinegar and Zhangfei beef are known as the three major specialties of Langzhong. From this, the local dish "Langzhong Three Unique Soup" is derived. It tastes really good. After returning home, I’ve done it twice, and the house is filled with the aroma of vinegar. That’s a story for another day.
Time spent alone is calm and clear, gently knocking on the ancient door, counting the heartbeat of the old tree, and listening to the story of time. While walking and walking, the sky suddenly opened up, and against the blue sky and white clouds, the ancient city of Langzhong, like a man standing on the river bank, looked like a jade tree in the wind, making it even more elegant and elegant.
Under Zhuangyuanfang, it’s time to say goodbye. At this moment, I haven’t left yet, and I have already begun to miss it. I don’t know when we will meet again, but I know that you will definitely come again. After a drizzle, you will open the rolled up spring in the Langshui.