Qintong, located at the junction of Taizhou, Xinghua and Dongtai, is known as the "barking dogs in three counties", 60 kilometers away from Taizhou and Dongtai waterways, and is known as the "center". Qintong is 0/5 km away from Jiangyan City/KLOC-0, which is the largest town in Jiangyan City and the sub-center of Jiangyan City's planning and construction. Qintong Town is surrounded by water and has beautiful scenery. It is a pearl on the water. Taitung River, which flows through the north of the town, and Jiangxing River, which runs through the town, are intertwined like two jade belts. The blue waves in the south of the town are vast, and the magpie lake full of lakes is more like a jade plate, reflecting crystal pearls.
Qintong, a thousand-year-old town, is like a bright pearl, embedded in the Lixia River in central Jiangsu. Qintong has unique natural resources. The town is surrounded by water, with beautiful scenery and rich water town customs, just like Venice in the East. Magpie Lake, with a water surface of 2. 1 km2, is like a pearl embedded in the land of Central Jiangsu. The lake is rich in aquatic plants and lush, and it still maintains the wetland ecological environment. Qintong Town is low-lying, with wide water surface, criss-crossing river network, numerous stars in the fields and beautiful scenery. The water systems of the Yangtze River, Huaihe River and East China Sea meet here. Taitung River, Jiangqin River, Jiangxing River and Huangcun River are intertwined.
Qintong is located at the junction of Jiangyan, Xinghua and Dongtai in He Lixia. It is developed from an ancient depression with an area of 0.54 square kilometers and surrounded by water. From the polished stone axe unearthed in China, we can know that people lived in the Neolithic Age as early as 5,000 years ago. In the early years of Southern Song Dynasty, it was well known in Taizhou that Yue Fei was stationed in Qintong Village. During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the place name "Qintong" officially appeared, which has been more than 400 years since. Jiangyan Qintong Boat Festival, one of the top ten folk festivals in China, opened in Qinhu Lake Scenic Area at the provincial level.
5,000 mu Magpie Lake, south of Zhennan, has excellent water quality and rich products. It is the first national wetland park in Jiangsu approved by the State Forestry Administration and a national AAAAA scenic spot. It has natural resources such as wetland ecological protection zone, geothermal hot spring and national rare animal elk protection zone. Qintong is located at the intersection of the Yangtze River and Huaihe River systems. The unique water system conditions, coupled with the filtration and exchange function of wetlands in China, make the water quality of Qinhu Lake superior to the surrounding areas, and the aquatic products produced are rich in nutrition and delicious. Qinhu Lake is dominated by aquatic products such as Eriocheir sinensis, freshwater shrimp, whitebait, soft-shelled turtle and aquatic vegetables.
Qintong has profound human resources. The ancient town has been full of respect for literature since ancient times. The number of scholars in the past dynasties reached more than 100. In the Ming Dynasty, Chu Kun, the official minister, studied in Shuiyunlou, an ancient town. Jiang Lutan, a great poetess in Qing Dynasty, lived here for a long time and wrote the poem Shui Yun Lou Ci. The poem "Eight Scenes of Qinhu Lake" written by Suzhou scholar Sun Qiaonian in the Qing Dynasty has been handed down to this day, and Zheng Banqiao boarded the cloud. More than 600 outstanding talents, represented by Li Deren and Li Deyi, are distributed all over the world.
There is another saying about the Eight Scenes of Qin Tong. Namely: Guan Yu in Dongguan, Tinghuai in Xiyuan, Beicun Temple, Qiuyue in Banqiao, Chunying in Liu Di, Qingtan in Huaying and Lingshu in Huangyao. Dongguan is a Taoist temple with many bodhisattvas. They live next to each other, just like a painting. Because the temple is located in the east of Qintong Town, it is called Dongguan. Two meters outside the wall of Dongguan is Dongda Lake, with clear water at the bottom. Whenever the sun sets and the fishing boat sings late, the fun of fishermen is full of flavor. His poem says: At sunset, there are three or two fishing boats moored in the water, with white hair around their knees and drunken faces reflecting rosy clouds. At this moment, sighing about life, I seem to see the old thoughts of the old poet. ......
It's not how far you are from this world, but how far you are from that horizon. If you can't measure the past by visual distance, learn to let your mood grow wings. Even if you stand on the cusp, let your dreams fly as freely as possible. How old is the half-time in that cup? Now, there is no way to know. I just know clearly that I am walking in the silence of cool time. If not, there is still a lingering warmth in my heart. Then, my thin eyes, I am afraid, are already on the road in late autumn.
Time is long and boring, but I will still be willing to slow down, be a wandering bird and wait for the warm sunshine in autumn, because I am sure that the direction of my heart must be hidden in the boundless grass. When the day is forcibly divided by day and night, I think I may gradually calm down and fall into the silence of mixed flavors. I will gradually forget some sadness attached to me by the years, just like a broken spider web in the corner. When youth fades, romantic turns cold, who will remember that it also consumes the gorgeous clothes that have been woven to the extreme.
And I, according to the background of the years, accompanied by the warm fragrance of the years, can only be forgotten in the sound of sunset or the grass color of fireworks in the distance. But I don't complain. In fact, time just left me on the road, but my world has never been lonely. My heart, whether it is autumn rain or fallen leaves, is extremely tenacious in the village of time, like grass on the road, burning and growing year after year.
In so many silent years, I have devoted all my thoughts on flowers and the magnificence of Pinellia ternata to my pen, resting with my heart and taking my heart as ink, and made an unforgettable persistence with only a trace of obsession and words. The man who doesn't look at flowers, don't paint, don't move feelings, don't respond to situations, and only looks at the alleys in the south of the Yangtze River at night, has a bright smile in the autumn sunshine. She doesn't write words, and of course she doesn't understand the argot in words. She just sat calmly with me, chatting about the trivial things in the secular dust and the smell in ordinary alleys. I, on the other hand, quietly hid plants, butterflies and fireworks. Shui Ze only looked at his smiling face intently.
The story of Jiangnan at night will always turn out the old dreams of the south of the city. Those distant scenery are just a short-lived joy. After all, they can't restore the appearance when they first met. I will either become a butterfly when I am old, or I will be buried in the dust and let the prosperity fall, and then I will remain silent on the night when the autumn wind is surging. How many years of fireworks, how many times of estrangement, I don't know where my heart's city has fallen, only the growing time has turned white.
Perhaps, when the clear autumn has passed, the image of the interception year began to be slightly cold in the ink drops, and the dust fragrance of the years began to be quietly placed in infinite warmth. By that time, the flowers on the stranger have already withered, and the grass on the stranger is close to yellow. I can no longer look at the mountains and water, just hold the incense by the window and wait for time to write the end of the world, with a little lost thoughts in my heart.
The night in the south of the Yangtze River and the autumn in Qintong are vicissitudes of life and quiet beauty. ......