Su Dongpo once lived in Yixing for a period of time, fell deeply in love with the mountains and rivers here, and wrote such a poem: "Buy Tianyang and reward me in my old age. From the beginning, it was only good for Xishan. Traveling by empty boat, talking about traveling with things. ? The book is still lazy and the water is transferred home. I don't care about poetry, but I have to go through thick and thin. "
Yixing is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River on the west bank of Taihu Lake. The south is hilly, with Tianmu Mountains. The northern part is a plain polder area where rivers meet. In the middle is a city with a history of more than 2000 years. From east to west, there are three pearl-shaped lakes passing through the city, just like a diamond necklace worn around a beautiful woman's neck. The rivers in the south and north of the city are as smart and elegant as the ribbons on Dunhuang dancers. This kind of landscape makes the city naturally beautiful and full of water town characteristics.
I have lived in a water town since I was a child. Going out is a river, walking is a bridge. Bridges of all shapes and sizes not only connect the world, but also decorate the fields. Bridges are mostly arch bridges with beautiful arcs, dotted between blue sky and clear water. Many ancient bridges are still located in market towns and villages, just like the ancients talked to us when we were near the water. There is a bridge called Jiao Bridge in the center of the city. According to legend, it was carved and inscribed by Su Dongpo, "General Jin and Zhou cut Jiao Bridge". Zhou Chu used to be a stubborn teenager. People call him, together with Nanshan tiger and underwater dragon, the three local evils. When this word reached his ears, he suddenly regretted it. He went into the mountains to shoot tigers, went down the mountain alone to shoot jiaozi, and finally killed tigers and evil jiaozi. He himself turned over a new leaf, studied literature seriously and practiced martial arts, and the "three evils" in the city were eliminated.
An ancient bridge is a story and a history. Walking on the lonely ancient bridge, the river is cool and breezy, and the trees and grass on the shore seem to be walking in the long river of history, watching the years flow slowly. Reading its past in the shade of weeds is like reading your own youth and imagining the splendor and splendor of those bridges. They may have passed the sedan chair or the cavalry. With the bright moon and bright stars in the morning, people are laughing and carrying life. Now everyone is silent, and many words have disappeared with the running water under the bridge. There are successes and failures in life, and there are joys and sorrows. When you are old enough to study the ancient bridge, you will know that glory is just a passing sight. As long as you are strong and strong, you can still meet the sunrise and sunset, and connect the future.
Drive south for 20 minutes and you will arrive at Yangxian Scenic Area. There are layers of bamboo seas in the rolling mountains, and there is a famous temple called Jinsha Temple in the depths of the bamboo sea. According to Yixing Porcelain Pot, monks in Jinsha Temple in Ming Dynasty learned pot-making skills from potters, and devoted themselves to making teapots. They "cut bamboo as a blade and cut mountains as soil" and mastered superb skills. That year, in order to study quietly and take part in the imperial examinations, Wu Gongzi found a beautiful Jinsha Temple to stay in, and also brought a buddhist nun named Gongchun. It is novel to see a monk making a teapot with mountain soil in his spare time in spring, so he followed him. Seeing that he was clever and devoted to teaching, the monk finally stood out and made a "tree carving pot" handed down from generation to generation, leaving his own seal at the bottom of the pot. He became the first famous teapot recorded in ancient books.
The "Spring Pot" is novel and exquisite in shape, simple in color, smooth and generous, Wen Ya, thin and firm in texture, completely out of the rough and heavy clay pot, and has certain ornamental value. When Su Dongpo lived in Yixing, he also talked with the monk of Jinsha Temple. The monk not only loved tea and pots, but also personally designed a purple sand teapot with a beam-lifting style, which was later called "Dongpo Beam-lifting Pot". Tree gall pot and Dongpo pot are still the styles that artists like to make.
With the change of tea from tea cake to loose tea, teapots are getting smaller and more exquisite, attracting literati to participate in the production of teapots. The most famous is Chen Mansheng, whose Manson 18-style shape is still a classic style of teapot. Although the shapes of teapot are endless, most of them can find the embryonic form of Manson pot under fine products. Literati like to carve words, write poems and draw pictures on pots, and artists even create flower pots such as lotus pots and plum blossom piles on reliefs, gradually making teapot a handicraft with both practical value and appreciation value.
We are intoxicated in the pot-making atmosphere close to the earth, and immersed in the leisurely life of slowly drinking tea and chatting. We inadvertently brought the characteristics of simplicity, idleness, elegance and freedom. We can have a pot in hand, drink tea and chat with friends for hours. Once an economist visited Yixing and lived for a week. He came to the conclusion that "in other places, small wealth means security, and Yixing people are not rich." "This peaceful place is my hometown", and a pot of tea is a great pleasure in life.
If life is too quiet, we can drive ten kilometers east. There is also Taihu Lake, which is blue and full of weather. Under the sunshine, the lake is silvery, fishing sails are dotted and boats are shuttling. Rent a speedboat in a nearby harbor and fly on the waves of Taihu Lake. Egrets chase around the boat. We spread our arms and let the red scarf dance behind us, screaming and laughing. If it's a storm, hide in the sightseeing building in Lanshanzui, listen to the roar of huge waves crashing on the embankment, and watch the lake surge like Malik. This impact of strength and beauty makes you spirited and full of strength, as if you were back in your youth. What should I do when I am old?