Weilian
The countryside in May is green everywhere and full of hope of life. The fragrance of mugwort leaves, yellow wheatgrass and apricots, and the beauty of the grass and trees everywhere make me feel a sense of wonder. The tension of life and the hope of life.
The sunflowers greet the first ray of morning sunshine with passionate eyes, the birds chirp crisply and gracefully, and the fish in the pond also wake up, sometimes reaching out of the water, and sometimes playing with the new lotus. , the dewdrops on the flowers, plants and trees reflect the color of the dawn, rise shyly, disperse into the air, blend into the embrace of the sun, and the air becomes moist.
The town also woke up at dawn, smoke curled up from the chimney, filled with eternal nostalgia, swallows were nurturing on the beams, chickens and dogs were playing in the yard..., the morning symphony Qu is the local accent that will always be cherished, and the soul of hometown that will always be hidden in the heart...
People doing morning exercises, in small groups, walk on the winding or straight country roads, stepping into the dreamy sea of ??flowers. , strolling by the pool and walking into the sunflower garden in Longxiang, the sunshine is like a sunflower implanted in the heart, starting a beautiful day of life.
I was once again invited by a friend to come to this revitalizing hometown town. We soaked up the morning sun, walked through the sunflower garden, played and took photos. Then, along the path and across the stone bridge, we arrived at Qixi, a famous historical and cultural village in Shandong. A small river passes through the north and south of the village. In the east of the village, there is a pond built in an unknown era. It is covered with reeds and cattails, and reed birds are chirping. A large pond has recently been built in the west of the village, called Moon Bay, and has been opened around it. When you arrive at the Longxiang Cultural Tourist Park, the flowers and plants everywhere reflect the blue sky and green water, making you feel like you are walking into a dreamy sea of ??flowers. We walked lightly and indifferently on the bluestone road, through the village with blue bricks and black tiles. I thought silently in my heart whether the baby swallow I rescued when I came last year had also come to the town, and whether it would also be full of descendants. It was a long and peaceful time. The village is filled with the fragrance of soil... Our life starts from here...
The history of human life is the evolution history of soil. Under a tile, life is born and sets sail here. Here is the continuation of life, the joys and sorrows of each family, the peaceful life of each family, the winding beams, and the nests of swallows under the eaves. Our ancestors used gold to take earth, water and mud, made tiles in the fire, and stacked the tiles on the rafters. Tile roofs protect the Chinese people from wind and rain. The tiles follow the yin and yang and are in line with the five elements. They protect generations for thousands of years, accompany us in birth, old age, sickness and death, and also protect the swallows returning to the north. Lamenting the wisdom of our ancestors, from the original thatched house to the high eaves and teeth, it not only resisted the wind and cold, but also formed the unique beauty of Chinese architecture, and this tile became sentimental.
In a large ancient car door, there was an old lady in her eighties sitting, listening to Buddhist music. Her peaceful face and the corners of her mouth were like a waxing moon, full of smiles. We approached, stood up to greet him, and reached out to hold my hand, answering my curiosity and questions. Walking into her yard, the floor of the big car door is paved with bluestone slabs. It has been shining with the light of stone for a long time. There are two smooth little stone lions on the left and right sides of the door stop. There is a small section of the big car door extending inward. At the end of the alley is a screen wall. There are two houses on the left and right sides of the alley. They are the homes of the old man's eldest son and his youngest son. They each have a large doorway, diagonally facing each other, and they are well-proportioned. I have seen this kind of houses in my childhood. Rarely seen now, it is a typical architectural model of wealthy households in northern rural areas. In the yard on the left, there is a magnolia that is taller than the wall, which caught my attention. I was surprised that in my impression, magnolias mostly bloom in March and April based on the temperature differences in different places. Why does her house still have purple flowers in summer? The old man enthusiastically told me some common knowledge about purple magnolia. Magnolia is also called magnolia flower and wood pen flower. It blooms all year round and blooms in spring. It is a precious fragrant tree. The flower buds are made from the traditional Chinese medicine magnolia magnolia, which can clear the nose and treat rhinitis. This ancient tree, with its green leaves covering the canopy, dense branches and buds, looks particularly noble in the yard, exuding a peaceful atmosphere. The old man sent us out of her house and said, "Come back and play again when you have time." Watching us warmly...
Not far away, villagers enjoying the summer were sitting in twos and threes in the village's grove, either drinking tea and chatting around the table; or teasing the children in their arms; or in the shade of the trees. He was busy with the work at hand. Seeing outsiders coming, they turned their attention to us, and some enthusiastically told us how to get to the ancient village history museum in Qixi. The warm and honest villagers made me feel like I was back in my childhood hometown.
We saw the Qixi Village History Museum on the edge of a forest. This area is the entire ancient building complex, most of which are residential buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. They reflect the historical wealth of the village. They were once destroyed in the historical storms and later After renovation and renovation, there are Jinshi Hutong, Paper-cutting Museum, Folk Museum, etc. There are various ancient trees inside and outside the courtyard that shade each courtyard. These buildings have correct orientation, uniform elevation, even distribution, and neat arrangement. Most of the buildings have exquisite brick carvings on the eaves and corners. They are simple and honest, typical Weibei residential style, different from the lightness and dexterity of Jiangnan water towns. The master Wright said it well: "Architecture and environment are inseparable, just like growing out of the ground."
After leaving the village history museum, we also walked into the woods, and my friend and I made an appointment again Six high school classmates chose a round stone table and sat casually on the stone benches around the table, chatting about current and past events, and sipping the white coffee and dried tofu snacks I brought, feeling very comfortable. For lunch, we chose to go to the village history museum and a country restaurant by the woods, where we tasted long-lost hometown dishes and local specialty yellow and Western vegetable steamed buns. Huangxicai, also known as "Asparagus", is a specialty wild vegetable in our northern coastal area. It can be eaten cold, stir-fried, or made into steamed buns. It is delicious. The taste of Huangxicai is the memory of hometown for tourists.
After dinner, I made an appointment with three of my classmates to visit Chen Xiangtian, a paper-cutting artist from Beibaita Village, and Mr. Zhao Huanli, a farmer calligrapher from Guotuan. The old man’s eyes showed perseverance and confidence, and he held a pair of scissors. , a writing brush, inherits the culture of the nation, expresses beauty and kindness, and improves the quality of life in this land and water. Paper-cutting is an ancient handicraft and a folk feature of the town. The paper-cutting here is famous throughout the country. Wang Xizhi's paper-cutting has also been included in the intangible cultural heritage. Paper-cutting classes have been set up in schools, and traditional artists have been hired to join the classes and pass on the tradition. With this ancient craft. This is also a famous hometown of calligraphy and painting. After completing his obligations and responsibilities to his family, Mr. Zhao Huanli regained his dream of life and practiced calligraphy in his fifties. For more than 20 years, he studied hard by self-study, apprenticeships, and visits to famous artists. After practicing, his dream came true, and now he keeps writing, using his pen to show his past years, his spiritual world and sunset feelings, and infecting the spiritual world of people. The words contain his life and his dream: "The garden grass becomes greener with age, and life is like the Oriental chrysanthemum." The taste of words is like life, and words are also pictures from the heart. Before I left, I got a large auspicious picture and many words. I gained a lot and my heart was filled with joy. There are many people here like Chen Xiangtian and Zhao Huanli who love this land.
In Longdong, a friend’s village, we looked at various farm tools used by generations of farmers in this village, felt the ups and downs of the history of farmers and the land, and enjoyed the joy of the countryside. The villages in this small town are not far from each other and are connected by country roads. On the basis of retaining the ancient village style, modern elements are added to form a pastoral style of the new era. Harmony among people should have a rural atmosphere. !
A small town following nature, where people and nature are harmonious. This village that struggled to escape when I was young has experienced ups and downs over the years. Looking back, I suddenly feel that this is the place where the soul returns, a place where the soul returns. From light to extremely rich. It turns out that the village I lived in is the source of my life, and the tree of life that supports me is evergreen. The name "village" has too much poetry in it, and poetic life is the meaning of life! It seems to be the Zen mind of clouds and water, it seems to be the singing of birds and insects, it seems to be the peach blossom garden, it seems like the shepherd boy pointing to the fragrance of wine in Xinghua Village. Life may not be without poetry, but it cannot be without poetry. If it's just a passerby of time, it doesn't mean much. Only when you understand love, reverence, and compassion in the reincarnation of all things... and have thoughts, will your life become meaningful...
There is a little-known river in the east and west of the town, covered with vegetation. , locally known as the Dihe River and Fengchan River, winds and flows through the small town and villages, all the way north like a dragon coiling in the salt marsh wetland. Every year when the flood season comes, the ditches and ponds in each village will fill up. The villages in the salt marsh land cannot drill fresh water wells. This river water used to be the fresh water resource for the small towns and villages, nourishing the people on this land and water for thousands of years. , now every household has access to tap water. The northern coast of the town has a coastline of 8.4 kilometers and a total area of ??182 square kilometers. The natural environment is beautiful and the resources are rich. It was an important salt-producing area during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, with many salt marshes and wetlands, and numerous bay ponds in every village under its jurisdiction. It is known as the "Jiangbei Baitang Town". Nowadays, it is an important town of “bromine and salt” in China.
There are outstanding people here, including the famous "Four Jinshi" of the Qing Dynasty, the legendary martial arts scholar Qi Enming, the outstanding early member of the alliance Chen Qian, and the famous cross talk artist Niu Qunjun was born here. The town has a long history and profound cultural heritage. People have been bathing in the blessings of this land and water since ancient times, and have abundant food and clothing, so they have a name full of humanistic light - Longchi. It is said that this name came into being in the Song Dynasty. In the simple working life, various versions of legends also emerged. The most popular one among them is this one. According to legend, in the past, droughts and demons were causing harm, and the land was covered with scars for thousands of miles. When the Dragon King Empress was pregnant with Liujia, a drought demon descended upon her, causing her fetus to move. She left a pool of water behind when she left, hence the name "Dragon Pond." The legend adds to the mythical color of the town.
The river is quiet in summer, the reeds are beginning to sprout, willows are forming shade, cicadas are chirping tirelessly, frogs are jumping with their own music, farmers are busy working in the fields on both sides of the river, and shepherds are guarding the river. He was following his flock, and occasionally there were fishermen stepping on rafts on the water. In autumn, both sides of the river are the most beautiful. Reed flowers are flying, crickets are chirping, golden invitations are coming, farm machinery is rumbling, and the harvest fields are intoxicating for farmers, and the river is overflowing. In winter, this is a pure white kingdom, with a sky of ice and snow, and reeds standing alone, bathed in the love song of winter. In spring, all the vegetation is awakened by the thawed river water, putting on spring clothes and full of vitality. The cuckoo urges the farmers to sow and sow. This river, pond and woods were once the cradle of our childhood, but now, children’s childhood is buried in electronic toys and shuttled through various training classes. Our childhood was in the countryside, in the soil, with deep roots... Do our children and grandchildren still love this soil? Love this hometown of life?
While sightseeing along the river, I seemed to have walked into the rural style described in "Elegance" in the Book of Songs. The beauty of vegetation, folk customs, folk sentiments, including etiquette, morality, and history, can all be found here. Arrive, the mist is vast, wild ducks and water birds are playing in the dense wild reeds. With a strong sense of country flavor and simple emotions, this is the most beautiful smile left to us by ancient times. Walking here, she seems to be a woman picking weeds from the Book of Songs, "In the past I went there, and the willows hugged me; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling." Seeing the pampas reeds, birds, and swimming fish here... I unconsciously think of the artistic conception of "Yellow doves, white dew, blowing in the valley breeze, falling rain and snow, a quiet girl, a beautiful woman in the water...", The Book of Songs Using the cleanest Chinese phrases, it expresses the most elegant countryside. This embankment and river are also like that between the rivers. The joys, anger, sorrows and joys here are pure and clean, and every plant and tree here is integrated into the people's spirit.
Under the impact of current civilization, how many villages are gradually disappearing in the eyes of our generation, how many people’s hometowns are falling, unable to find their childhood memories, and losing the root of life. But I am fortunate that my village is becoming clearer and more complete day by day. It still has fresh life and wonderful four seasons.
I have always been secretly happy and proud. In the small county where I was born and raised, there is an ancient cultural town called "Longchi", also known as "Longxiang". With the beauty of nature, people and nature are in harmony. The dragon is a totem worshiped by our Chinese nation and a belief that has existed for thousands of years. It carries the blessings, worship and awe of people from generation to generation. In traditional Chinese culture, it is a symbol of power, representing prosperity and development, auspiciousness and luck. People also call Chinese culture "dragon culture". The dragon has become a spiritual symbol of Chinese culture's striving for progress, and has also become a symbol of China's external image. Unique symbol. The development of the town inherits the dragon culture. During the writing process of this article, I was delighted to hear that the town was awarded the title of "China's Most Beautiful Township" by CCTV.
Modern civilization is devouring the ancient and the simple. The small town has also experienced smoke and fire, and has been swayed by the economic tide. There are many computer rooms and sewage is wanton. The town's eyes are melancholy, struggling and awakening in the desire. , resurrected, regained traditional culture, invested heavily in governance, restored regional ecology, and the town in Nirvana has become increasingly clear and bright. The enlightenment of rituals and music, the unity of heaven and man, is the paradise on earth. Returning to nature and living in harmony with others, ourselves, and all things has become the goal of the small town government to benefit the people. “When sightseeing, we should not only see the natural scenery, but also see the light of humanity, the light of human relations, and the light of folk customs.
"The ultimate goal of tourism is not to attract money, but to attract people, so that more etiquette and music education can be reflected in the people of the town, so that the town has more light of humanity, and the red revolutionary spirit can be spread to all directions. people, arouse people's yearning for truth, goodness, and beauty, and cherish nature! May the spiritual beauty of the nation always shine in the eyes of the town! May more young people who are far away from the countryside return and revitalize the countryside, so that the village will be full of vitality. , full of vitality, only then can the ancient village become a new countryside.
Every time I walk into this small town, I am intoxicated by the beauty growing in the soil, the pure countryside atmosphere, and the pure beauty of humanity; I think of Tao Yuanming. The Peach Blossom Spring; I think of Wang Wei's pastoral poems; I think of Shen Congwen's Xiangxi world, the water-like green... this ancient courtyard, the simple folk customs, the brilliant sunflowers, the fragrant magnolias, the persevering old man, the reborn man Swallows...Colorful falling flowers, you and me with childlike innocence. Flowers, plants, trees, stones and birds, concentrate on each thing, feel the fun, and walk on the road of spiritual return - pastoral, authentic, the ultimate in all things! I like the beautiful state of the unity of nature and man: "The spring clothes are ready, the crowns are ready, the crowns are five or six, the boys are six or seven, they are bathing in Yi, the wind is dancing, and they are chanting."
Here. It once had historical glory and vicissitudes. The Seventh Ludong Guerrilla Detachment of the Eighth Route Army was established here, and the first People's Government of Changyi was established here. It has experienced many scars, there are indelible red years, and there is a grandson in whom people place their faith. The temple has traditional paper-cutting, calligraphy and painting, and local operas... The years of childhood flow here... This is the hometown of spirit, this is the destination of life...
Looking back, I I saw the most beautiful scenery in the world. In the dreamy sea of ??flowers, there was a group of people who loved their homeland, planting patches of green shade for future generations of the town...
"The river is clear, the land is flat, and the houses are The house is beautiful, the fertile fields and beautiful land are cultivated, the chickens and dogs hear each other, the yellow hair hangs down, and I am happy"...
Dreaming back to my hometown, my soul will stay forever...