This is a narrow lane about one meter wide, and the old gray walls are mottled with traces of time. The long alley is quiet and cold, and even if it rains, there will be no light floating in front of the oil paper fan.
The winter sunshine, lazily climbing over the roof on the east side, scatteredly floating on the high semi-gray wall, makes this cold alley seem to have a little light and temperature. The roof of the bungalow slightly sticks out of the eaves about half a foot, as if sparing no effort to protect the gray wall that supports it from the sun and rain. In order to prolong the life of eaves and prevent them from being knocked down by long-term wind, clever and hardworking masons stick thick gray protrusions on the bottom of tiles to make them closely combined with the top of the wall and never peel off.
It's hard to see the doorway in the long alley, which makes people suddenly place themselves in an endless just visiting to see their past lives. Small windows, because of their age, can't stand the wind, rain, moth and rot, slowly eroding and rotting, and have completed the mission of this life. Instead, there are several swaying modern doors and windows in the middle of the alley.
There is a narrow door, the door frame is mottled with moss, the door panel is riddled with corruption, and the facade is too narrow to even move into an ordinary sofa. This is the door. I wonder how many ancestors came in and out here. In order to preserve the memory, it was protected by the owner. A solid iron frame is welded above the lintel, which is inlaid with transparent and colorless glass. It's like adding a hat to the lintel, but there is no hat. Only the duck tongue quietly guards the ancient wooden door under the tongue.
There is a small street in the middle of the alley, which divides the alley in two. The street is about three meters wide and is flanked by two small buildings. It's always the shop door, almost closed. The calligraphy on both sides of the shop door is famous at first glance and has various styles. The hometown of Dan imperial edict calligraphy and painting has been famous since ancient times, and famous artists have come forth in large numbers. Recently, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves, and calligraphy and painting enjoy a high reputation throughout the country.
Every family's lintel is inlaid with plaques such as "Liu Qingyan School" and "Fang Ze Family", which all failed. Looking back at this place, it must be that famous scholars have gathered since ancient times, with loud books and rich books. There are still a few low flower stands in front of the store, the small camphor tree is still flourishing, and the passion fruit and the rattan leaves of Hu Aishan Mountain are intertwined, leaning against the nearby wall.
This is a distant old commercial street. It used to be the center of the ancient city, with its main roads rushing, crowded and buzzing. There are many things like stars here. In this street where merchants gather, people who go to the market are like going to a grand event. They came from all directions in festive costumes. This is a stage for businessmen, a supermarket for shoppers and a runway for rich children. They played their roles again and again, and sang the prosperity of the times together. Now, this scene has been moved to other fields by Gan Kun, a giant of the times.
Clean and quiet, people hold their breath and dare not speak loudly, as if afraid to disturb its tranquility. One woman walks another woman out, one on the steps and one under the steps. They are less than half a meter apart. One bowed his head and whispered, and the other looked up and promised. Although I don't know what they are talking about, their relationship is harmonious, just like the cartoons written by Mr. Feng Zikai. It's relaxing and quiet. There is no tearful farewell, and there is no nervous and hasty dismount.
A tofu workshop was like a "tofu society" when I was a child. There are several dustpans of black tofu on the wooden frame outside the door. Look at the texture and you will know that it is a healthy and environmentally friendly green food. Some people in the room are busy under incandescent lamps. There are a few more workshops, where a young man squats on the ground and scoops rice slurry from a wooden bucket into a small steamer with a white cloth towel.
Walking slowly all the way, chewing couplets from house to house, speculating about the owner's family and occupation, there are art training classes, guqin training classes, recitation training classes ... The quiet ancient street is long and long, some doors are closed, some doors are wide open, and the speeding motorcycle temporarily breaks the silence and instantly recovers. The old residents here are addicted to their quietness and long life: they wake up naturally every day, drink morning tea in the yard, play Tai Chi in the ancient street, and even live a slow-paced retro life as they please.
At the end of the street, in front of the spacious street view display, this street is more than ten meters wide, with a single solid line in the middle and three-story riding buildings on both sides. Due to the age, some storefronts have been rebuilt or renovated, and tiles have been attached to the walls, which has destroyed the overall style of the arcade. In order to keep the mark of the times, the arcade in the west has been repaired as old as before.
The arcade on the east side is open as usual, most of which are daily necessities needed by nearby residents, and there are also various snacks, which have been passed down from generation to generation. They keep the traditional craft and lock the delicacy of snacks in the visible food. The business here is not particularly prosperous, but it is convenient for residents to shop, but it is enough to make a living. They have followed their ancestors' small businesses or handicrafts for generations, and followed their ancestors' way of life.
Young people who dare to go out from here, they bring fresh blood to the city with their youth and create their own value through hard work; People who stayed in their hometown also used their efforts to light up this criss-crossing vein, conveying their energy continuously for this vein. They are brick by brick in the transformation of the old city. When the transformation of the old city is completely completed, the next round of prosperity will be ushered in here. They are witnesses of the bloody rebirth of this ancient city and the elders of Kaesong.
After busy work, under intense pressure, there is an elastic spider web criss-crossing, which makes people relax, tidy up their steps, and slowly wander around the ancient streets and lanes, so that their hearts can be stretched and their energy can be restored. Such a slow life, properly embedded in the corner of the city, is undoubtedly the warmest collocation, which is tantamount to having another bowl after eating greasy fishy smell.
2020. 12.8
This article was transferred from the official account of Yijing Fangfei WeChat.
Brief introduction of the author
Fang, pen name, personal WeChat official account Yijing, from Xiao Yun, Fujian.
Member of Fujian Writers Association, Fujian Poetry Society and Xiao Yun CPPCC.