The following is a collection of essays describing the ancient city of Fenghuang. Welcome to read! Essay describing the ancient city of Fenghuang 1
It was already afternoon when we walked into the ancient city of Fenghuang. The sun shines just right between the pavilions and buildings, and the warm spring breeze blows in the face with the moist water of the Tuojiang River. Small bridges, flowing water, and people are not enough to complete the charm of the ancient city. The ancient city is exquisite, leisurely and soothing.
The slowly flowing Tuojiang River is the mother river of Fenghuang Ancient City. It passes through the city. The water is clear and green, and the water plants at the bottom of the river are swaying, as if they are playing with tourists. After getting on the awning boat, the boatman shouted, tapped a bamboo pole, and the boat went down the river. The boat moves in the water, and the people swim in the painting. The boatman's call, the Miao girl's singing, and the sound of the Tuojiang River linger over the ancient city. The antique stilted buildings are located on both sides of the Tuojiang River, and you can still listen to the sound of the Tuojiang River day and night. A Hongqiao bridge spans the north and south sides, which is extraordinary and carries the ancient charm of the Jiangnan water town. Wanshou Palace, Wanming Pagoda, Duocui Tower... stand on the north and south banks, gazing affectionately at the gone river. A rainbow bridge, a curve of clear water, a boat, a touch of sunset, I am overflowing with tenderness!
The ancient walls, ancient bricks and ancient city gates have gone through ups and downs, but they are still majestic, guarding the tranquility and serenity of the ancient city. The bluestone slabs paved in the city have long lost their edges and corners, and have been polished smooth and translucent by the years. The faint footprints seem to tell the joys and sorrows of life one after another. In the ancient city, fashion seems far-fetched and avant-garde seems lazy and vulgar. Only when we abandon all worldliness and experience the ancient city with a pure heart will the trip be worthwhile.
The late literary giant Mr. Shen Congwen is the pride of Fenghuang Ancient City, and Shen Congwen’s former residence is the cultural essence of Fenghuang Ancient City. Because of it, the cultural charm of the ancient city permeates the air lightly. Shen Congwen's former residence is located at No. 10 Zhongying Street in the ancient city. It was built in the fifth year of Tongzhi in the Qing Dynasty (1866). The courtyards, patios, daily necessities, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are somewhat mottled, yellowed and damaged due to the age, but it is a landscape carved by the years for the ancient city. Although it is silent, it reveals the taste of culture and publicizes its value. The breath shows the richness of culture.
In the evening, the ancient city became much quieter. It must be us enthusiastic guests who disturbed the tranquility of the ancient city. It has been waiting for dusk for a long time. The ancient city is soaked in the afterglow of the setting sun, trying hard to retain the last ray of light. Diaojiaolou, Longevity Palace, Ten Thousand Names Tower... With tired faces, they are waiting for the night to come.
The night is quiet, and the ancient city is singing quietly in the hazy night, leisurely and contentedly. The Tuojiang River flows slowly, with rippling water and shadows of lights. The sound of the gurgling water is like the sound of heaven, playing a gentle song, accompanying the ancient city into dreamland.
It’s late at night, people are quiet, and the ancient city is drunk... Essay describing the ancient city of Fenghuang 2
I have always loved the ancient city. The ancient city has a cultural atmosphere and inherits The wisdom of the ancients. There are many famous ancient cities in China: Lijiang, Dali, Fenghuang, Zhouzhuang and so on. I chose Phoenix this time because it is full of celebrities. A large number of scholars such as Shen Congwen and Huang Yongyu are from here.
Fenghuang is located in western Hunan, with a history of thousands of years. It is an ethnic minority settlement and the terrain is difficult. On the way there, I was lucky enough to chat with a local man. He is from the Miao ethnic group, with a kind smile on his dark face, and slowly told the story of the ancient city of Fenghuang. Fenghuang Ancient City has a history of thousands of years, and those buildings are left by the ancients. Phoenix was liberated later than other places because of the dangerous terrain and bandits occupying it. Later, through the efforts of the People's Liberation Army, we were able to crack down on this black force and let the simple and kind-hearted people of Phoenix live in peace and happiness. The kind and friendly image of the uncle is deeply imprinted in my mind.
I traveled to Phoenix from northern Guangdong. When I arrived in Zhangjiajie City, I felt the charm of Hunan. It was exactly five o'clock in the morning when I arrived. The heavy fog on the mountains was slowly moving, making me feel like I was in a fairyland. After that, I felt that the train was driving on the top of the mountain. It was hard to imagine that I was looking for an ancient city. It was not until the train drove into Phoenix that I felt that this ancient city was so secretive and mysterious. After entering the city, we started to find a place to stay, packed our luggage, rested, and then planned to visit the ancient city.
My companions and I first went to Tuojiang. Tuojiang is the mother river of Phoenix, nurturing generations of Miao people here.
At that time, there was a Miao girl in Huansha. She was wearing Miao clothes and dancing with gauze. It reminded me of Wang Wei's "The Bamboo Noisy Returns to Huannu". Although there is no bamboo here, the willow tree next to it is suitable for the scene. Miao clothing is a very beautiful clothing, especially the headdress, which is exquisite and beautiful, and looks like a bride when worn. So I also rented clothes with red patterns on them and wore them. I wanted to be a Miao girl for a time. With the Tuojiang River as the background, I took a few photos as a souvenir.
Wuqiao is a transportation hub connecting people on both sides of the Tuojiang River. Standing on the bridge, you can enjoy the scenery on both sides of the river. Both sides of the river are stilted buildings with national characteristics. This kind of building has many advantages. It is suspended high on the ground and is ventilated. It is dry, can prevent poisonous snakes and wild beasts, and can also be used to store debris under the floor. Most of the stilted buildings on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are hotels and bars. Every traveler who comes to Phoenix wants to experience the Miao customs, stay upstairs at night and enjoy the night view.
Slowly walk to the wall of the ancient city. The floor is made of ancient bricks, left by the ancients. After thousands of years of trampling, the stone slabs are particularly flat. Standing inside the city wall, you can see the bar opposite. At night, the neon lights in the bar are reflected in the river. The reflection pattern is sparkling and particularly beautiful, so I love staying inside the city wall at night to watch the night view. The city wall was the protective line of defense in the ancient city, and every city in ancient times had one. A city wall must have a city gate, and the east gate is the more representative city gate of Phoenix. There are cannons, spears, and shields here, which are all protective tools. If someone invades, fire the cannon quickly. There is also a court chair, with the prisoner kneeling under it, and the magistrate sitting in the courtroom to interrogate the prisoner. Looking at everything in the tower, it was like walking into a costume drama. It made me immersed in the scene, imagining that I was a beauty in costume and unwilling to return to reality.
After passing the city gate, you walked into the ancient city. There are a dazzling array of products inside, but there are no people in ancient costumes. Otherwise, you would think that you have traveled through time. Many Miao aunties on the roadside are embroidering wallets in Miao clothes. They embroider patterns stitch by stitch, and you can choose from a variety of wallets. There are also handmade bracelets, made of ropes of various colors, with Miao silver and embroidery with Miao characteristics. I chose a pattern I liked, bought a wallet and two bracelets, and put them on my hands without even packaging them. After a while, I fell in love with another handbag, which was also made by the aunties. It has embroidery and simple patterns on it, which makes you look gentle and generous when you carry it.
The hustle and bustle of people on the street made it difficult for me to find my direction. I am a road addict, and so are my companions. We strolled around, bought those small items, and soon went to another alley. The alley is full of small lanterns, just like an ancient wine shop, but it is actually a shop. The shop is filled with many items: horn combs, scraping items, postcards of Fenghuang Ancient City, maps,,,,,, suddenly I saw a sculpture, He was holding a cane and sitting elegantly on a stool. It turned out to be a statue of Mr. Shen. I couldn't help but want to take a photo with him and "tease" him by putting my hands on his face. Unexpectedly, just when I wanted to do that, the statue moved. Yes, his eyes were moving. I reacted quickly and quickly wanted to walk away. I took my companion's hand and said loudly: "He is a human and can move." of". As a result, all the tourists on the street laughed, and I wanted to escape from here in a flash.
When it comes to Mr. Shen’s appearance, then this must be his mansion, and indeed it is. Shen Congwen's former residence is located near the south gate of the ancient city, which can also be said to be a busy market area. There are Zhang's Ginger Soup, youth hostels, restaurants, etc. nearby. As soon as we enter the gate, we can see a large water tank. When we enter the hall, we can see a photo of Mr. Shen and his wife. The old photos still cannot hide their love. On the right side of the hall is Shen Congwen's childhood room. There are his childhood tables and chairs. The inkstone manuscripts are still neatly placed on the table. The small bed lies quietly against the wall. The simple room is full of book scent. I sat on the chair curiously, as if Shen Congwen wrote "Border Town" like this. Although this house is not a wealthy mansion, it is unique. It is the former residence of a literati, and what we smell is the atmosphere of culture. The tour guide present said that those tables and chairs were shipped from Shanghai. They were exquisitely carved and had beautiful patterns. They were all made of fine wood. This shows that Mr. Shen’s family was relatively wealthy at that time, but there were not many furnishings in the whole room. , also reflects his frugal living habits.
After visiting Shen Congwen’s former residence, the scent of books there occupied my heart. I hung my head and started walking to the next place. Unexpectedly, there were many outstanding people in this area, including a scholar. There was also an ancient merchant's house nearby - Chongde Hall, which was the residence of the richest man in Fenghuang County.
This mansion in the ancient city does not have the ink-and-wash flavor of Shen Congwen's former residence. It is as spacious as the rich. There is a big water tank in the yard. In fact, I don't know why their houses have water tanks. It may be used to store water. There is a carriage on the left and a chariot on the right. Although it is a bit shabby, it is still well preserved. I can still go inside and sit in the chariot. There are couplets hanging in the hall, and wooden animal-like carvings are placed on the table. The wooden furniture is very solid and smooth. Regardless of the tables, chairs or wooden walls, the carvings are particularly gorgeous. The house also has a backyard with pavilions and pavilions for resting.
I feel tired and hungry while walking. When it comes to food, I don’t have much knowledge, and I’m not a foodie. I’ll just tell you based on my own feelings. I think the characteristics of the Hunan people are all shown here. They especially love spicy food, but I found that if the dishes cooked here do not use their own seasonings and do not add chili peppers, you will not be able to taste the flavor. It's not delicious, so we want the original flavor. If you really can't stand it, just ask the chef to make it slightly spicy. What’s funny is that my companion can’t eat spicy food at all. As a result, after returning from Phoenix, he always thought of chili peppers when eating, which made me laugh.
The last scenic spot we went to was Nanhua Mountain. From the map, I always thought that Shen Congwen’s cemetery was at the back of this mountain. Since we went there in the evening, I was a little timid and timid. In fact, this was not the case. In the end, we did not go to visit the old man. The neon lights of the ancient city flash at night. Looking from the city to the top of the mountain, it seems that there is a Lingxiao Palace hanging in the sky. It is a pavilion, and the pavilions are covered with neon lights. When the lights are turned on, it has such an effect. I had seen that palace the night before, so when we went there the next day, we wanted to look for the legendary "Heavenly Palace". On the way there, there was a spring on the top of the mountain, and the outlet of the spring was under a few big trees. Those big trees were surrounded by cement, just like how trees are planted in urban planning now. In order to fix the trees, Surround with cement and then lay tiles. You can imagine how magical it would be if there was an outlet under the big trees surrounding the city with spring water. However, Nanhua Mountain in Phoenix has done it. Can it be said to be a miraculous feat?
The road on the mountain is not that steep. There is a wooden bridge on the mountain, connected by chains. When walking across it, it was like walking on a cable bridge. It swayed and swayed. I thought it was fun, so I jumped back and forth for a long time. There is another mystery that I don’t know. I don’t know why there are red ropes tied on the roadside and red umbrellas hanging on the trees. Is it to exorcise ghosts? The phoenix of Nanhua Mountain stands on the top of the mountain. When it sees us coming, it will never bow its head. The phoenix is ??the mascot of the Miao people and represents peace. There are twelve sacred birds below the phoenix looking at each other, symmetrical left and right, and the scenery is particularly shocking. When I first went up the mountain, I saw many inscriptions. The calligraphy was "excellent" and every stroke was in place. They were handwritten by our artist Mr. Huang Yongyu. There are Mr. Huang's inscriptions along the way, allowing us to appreciate the artistic flavor while being intoxicated with the scenery. The end of Nanhua Mountain is those pavilions and pavilions, which are stilted buildings, a characteristic of the Miao family. Up close, it is not as beautiful as what you see in the city. This is called hazy beauty. But it is a good place to rest. The trees beside the road are very tall. Sitting in a quiet pavilion to rest will prevent you from feeling the scorching heat of Hunan in August.
My trip to Phoenix is ??particularly memorable. I have wonderful memories here. Essay 3 describing the ancient city of Fenghuang
I have heard your name for a long time. I am like a prodigal son, embarking on the train heading west, looking for your traces, determined to see your beauty.
First meeting
A night of fatigue and bumps on the train made me drowsy. As soon as I took the bus, my eyelids completely refused to obey the instructions of my brain and took advantage of the gaps to droop. . The sun shone warmly on my body, and the beautiful tree shadows and green bamboos flashing past the car window became more and more hazy, and the roar of the car became more and more ethereal, like the faint smell of grass coming from afar.
“Yeah, look, we’re here, we’re here!” The commotion in the car disturbed my erotic dream. I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked outside. In this short moment, I knew that I was completely captured by you. Although I cannot describe your beauty in poor words, please forgive me for falling in love and having to talk about you endlessly in front of others in order to vent my uncontrollable passion that is surging and hitting my chest.
You stand quietly in the distance, pure and elegant, outstanding in the world.
The green mountains are your skirt, the high eaves are your hairpin, the simple stilted buildings and the ancient city are your accessories, the clear and tender Tuojiang River is your eyes, and the low hanging wickers by the river are you. The eyebrows are thick and the long and winding city walls are your arms. Even the proud sun surrenders to you and comes to dress you up, putting a light blush on your cheeks. Are you a fairy who fell into the human world? Otherwise, how could it have such soul-absorbing charm.
I bathe in your pure and unpretentious beauty, letting the waves of love wash away my dirty heart, letting the innocent emotional heat wave swallow up my desires, and the turmoil of the whole world seems ridiculous and incomprehensible. . In the complete silence, there is only you in my eyes and in my heart.
Passionately in love
Like all people who fall in love, I want to stay with you every moment, talk to you, and sometimes even stare at your face silently. When you smile, your heart will be filled with sweetness. This feeling is really amazing.
When I get up early in the morning, I can’t wait to run to meet you. The morning bells of distant mountain temples penetrated the gauzy morning mist, emitting a distant and lingering sound. Birds are jumping around in the trees, busy waking you up with their sweet songs. You started dressing up, the mist washed your skin, and there were wisps of fragrance floating in the air. I couldn't help but take a deep breath until my face turned red. You laughed, and the crisp laughter melted into the tinkling river water. Groups of Miao sisters-in-law and Miao sisters went to the Tuojiang River to wash clothes with baskets on their backs. The laughter and the rhythmic beating of sticks were like smiles reflected in the water, rippling away with the waves...
The sun pokes its head out from the mountains and sees the morning fog lingering on you. It gets angry and accumulates all the heat to evaporate the fog. The fog pulls on your skirt and disappears helplessly. . Looking at you again, you are beautiful and lovely, and the sun smiles affectionately.
You deeply love this land and the creatures who long to return to their original nature. This is what I found in your clear pupils. People are no longer busy, but are walking leisurely by the river, blowing the cool river breeze; some people are taking photos with digital cameras, and no matter their age, they can't help but pose a few poses; children are in the water Playing like a fish, carrying a bucket to catch shrimps in the algae on the river bank; the elder brother on the ferry held a bamboo pen and roared emotionally several times, and the fish in the water also jumped out of the water to add to the fun; the Miao aunt put a small The stalls display the handicrafts they made, which are exquisite and unique, making people unable to put them down; the bluestone road is narrow, and people who come and go are humble to each other and pass by with a smile...purity and beauty are spread like this. , you sprinkle it to me and I pass it on to him, making this land filled with fragrance.
You are even more exciting at night, more mysterious and more confusing, as if you are right in front of you, but you are unable to truly grasp it. Your eyes hide the brightness of the moon shadow, the brightness of the stars, and the endless lights of the riverside restaurant, which are deep and full of energy. Your graceful figure is like a phoenix spreading its wings and ready to fly. Accompanied by the melodious sound of the flute, you will dance gracefully in the breeze. I sat on the big stone by the river and listened carefully to your heavenly voice. Willow silk brought you your greetings; the chirping of birds conveyed your whispers; the river flowed across my ankles and brought you your sweet words: It turns out you have no Everywhere. People took advantage of the darkness and began to put out lanterns. The lanterns were lit with people's wishes, and the bright candlelight reflected people's faces filled with hope. Looking at this scene, my heart warmed up and my eyes became moist without knowing when.
Farewell
Walk through the bluestone path again and say cherish it; jump over the suspension bridge again and say don’t forget; touch the city wall again and say pity; once again Play with the Tuojiang River with bare feet and say I love you for ten thousand years.
As dusk falls, the train moves forward slowly, carrying my body farther and farther away from you. You are still beautiful tonight, but my heart can only wander in longing. Essay 4 describing the ancient city of Fenghuang
The ancient city of Fenghuang is not far from my hometown, Mayang County, Hunan Province, about a forty-minute drive. However, due to various reasons, I have never been there. I only know that it is a beautiful city. small town. Later, I came to Sichuan as a soldier and fell in love with reading. From "Border Town" to "Autobiography of Congwen" to "Records of a Journey to Hunan", Mr. Shen Congwen constructed a famous city and scenic spot with his casual and charming words. Gradually, , the peculiar stilted buildings, the small streets paved with bluestones, the slowly flowing Tuojiang River, the ancient ferries and the hard-working and simple people who have lived there for generations - outline the general outline of Fenghuang Ancient City in my heart.
As I grow older, my desire to be in and kiss that magical land becomes stronger and stronger. Since I am far away from home and busy at work, visiting the ancient city has become a dream that I have not realized for many years.
When I went back to my hometown to visit relatives last summer, my sister asked me where I wanted to go. Without thinking, I said I wanted to go to Fenghuang Ancient City. My sister said that if you visit the ancient city, you should go at night, so that it will be more interesting. I hurriedly asked the reason, but she just laughed and did not tell the real reason. She said that you would know it after you go. Only three days later, my sister called me and told me to go to the ancient city tonight. In the evening, my brother-in-law drove my sister and me toward the ancient city. Along the way, I looked at the rushing mountains outside the window and the lush vegetation on the roadside. I couldn't restrain the excitement and joy in my heart. I felt that the beautiful ancient city was opening its arms and smiling, welcoming me from afar. of tourists.
When we parked the car, stepped on the bluestones on the street, walked onto the beautiful Hong Bridge, listened to the gurgling water under the bridge, and looked at the looming ferries in the middle of the river, we realized that I have truly arrived at the hometown that the great writer Shen Congwen has dreamed of and cared about all his life, and at the ancient city of Phoenix, which was once praised by the famous New Zealand writer Rewi Alley as the most beautiful town in China. At this time, the whole city was brightly lit, and the riverside, branches, and roofs were all covered in colorful lights, as if they were in a mythical world.
Through the bustling little streets, we came to the river. A breeze blows slowly, making people feel that this early summer night is so pleasant. Strolling along both sides of the Tuojiang River, you can see stalls selling lotus lanterns everywhere. Large and small lotus lanterns are made of colored paper, with a small colored candle placed in the middle. The most common ones are lotus-shaped, there are also boat-shaped, heart-shaped, etc., and the names are also nice, such as "Smooth Sailing", "Love in Love", "Family Portrait", etc. After tourists buy a few strings of lotus lanterns, they make a wish, light the candles and put them into the river, letting them drift with the current. According to local people, when you put out a lantern, you make a wish in your heart. If the lantern can float smoothly to the center of the river and float down the river, your wish will soon come true. Both sides of the river are full of colorful lotus lanterns, large and small, attracting thousands of spectators. The colorful candles are brilliant and reflected on the water, shining brightly from above and below, becoming double lights. The water moves the lamp, and the candle flame goes out. The bright moon in the sky casts its radiance, and the lights in the night sky are dazzling. I really feel that this glass world is better than the heaven and earth. There is a poem that goes: "The water around the city is full of lotus lanterns, welcoming the spring in the prosperous times." Putting out lotus lanterns has become a traditional program for prayer, expectation and blessing.
Along the way, I felt the beauty and warmth of the ancient city at night, breathed in the intoxicating fragrance of the night, and unknowingly arrived at Tiaoyan in Tuojiang River. Tiaoyan is composed of two rows of square granite stone piers. Each block is only thirty or forty centimeters wide and separated by fifty or sixty centimeters. Pedestrians walking on it are best to stride across it in one go, while children should jump over it, hence the name Jumping Rock. At this moment, a full moon slid down from the ridge in the distance and landed on the river, splashing sparkling light. The moonlight in the sky and the lights on the riverside form reflections on the river surface, making it difficult for people to distinguish which ones are moonlight and which ones are lights. But they complement each other and make people full of infinite reverie. If the small streets in the ancient city at night are full of celebration, then sitting on the jumping rock at this time, you can feel the tranquility and remoteness. I couldn't help but put my hand into the river, feeling the water gently slipping through the gaps between my fingers, and it was cool and refreshing. Being in this quiet night is like reading Mr. Shen Congwen's book. He describes the hardworking little people in his hometown in a peaceful and indifferent way, which makes people feel warm and memorable.
Sitting on the platform outside the bar, looking at the bright and flashing lights in the river, what jumped out in my heart were the people I miss the most and the happiest things. "Where can I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon..." Liu Yong's bustling Qiantang artistic conception has actually reappeared in the ancient city of Phoenix. It’s no wonder that as soon as you arrive at Phoenix, you will be fascinated and entranced.
Drunk, drunk, the aura of the Tuojiang River, the colorful water, the lanterns all over the river, the peculiar stilted buildings, the soft singing in the roadside bars, and the weeping... The cucurbit silk that appeals to the sound of nature. The night of the Phoenix is ??alive, and the people walking in the Phoenix are also alive. It is a real life after putting aside the mask and the world. I was drunk, intoxicated in this deep freedom and charming night. This calm coming and going, with my thoughts flying, is the supreme artistic conception of a free life.
Sitting in the car on the way back, the night of the ancient city still lingers in my mind. It is gorgeous but not deliberately whitewashed, elegant but not artificial. Being immersed in the night of the ancient city makes people forget All the disputes and noises in the world, what you feel is the tranquility and peace of life.