It's a famous sentence and a masterpiece.
Wuyi Lane finally waited for Liu Yuxi, and waited for "the weeds beside Suzaku Bridge and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane", and waited for "Lao Wang Xie Tang died in front of swallows and flew into the homes of ordinary people". The lead flowers were washed away, and all the fast-flushers fell out. Six Dynasties powder went east with Qinhuai River and never came back. The old dream of prosperity will never come back. Things have changed in Wuyi Lane, and the original majestic Suzaku Bridge has long been overgrown and dilapidated; Originally solemn and majestic May 1 alley, only the bloody sunset was left. How many romantic figures were there in Xie Wang's family, but now they live in peace? There are only ruins here, and the most ordinary people live in crumbling low rooms. Only Feiyan was deja vu and was left to witness the vicissitudes of life.
The whole poem seems obscure, but the desolation of history, the impermanence of things, the white clouds of wealth and glory, and the loneliness behind fame and honor are vividly interpreted in this seven-character quatrain, which is full of unprecedented pain and helplessness and fatalism.
The history of literature remembered Wuyi Lane at this moment. From this moment on, all later generations of literati, scholars, officials, students and ordinary people can't escape the name Wuyi Lane as long as they face literature.
Liu Yuxi took one last look at the broken alley before he left. He didn't know that at that moment, Wuyi Lane was reborn in weeds and ruins. At that moment, Wuyi Lane no longer needed any brick reconstruction, it was eternal.
Besides Wuyi Lane, Liu Yuxi left other famous sentences in Jinling.
The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against the lonely empty city as in the past. (Stone Town)
How many sad past in life, the mountains still remain cold. (Thinking of the old days in Xipaotai Mountain)
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After Li Houzhu's tragedy, the poets of Song and Yuan Dynasties came again.
Wang Anshi's "Gui Zhixiang-Jinling Nostalgia" stands out among more than 30 synonyms: ... sighing outside the door, sorrow and hatred continue.
Throughout the ages, it is shameful to rely on height.
It is said that Su Dongpo sighed after reading this word: This old man is a wild fox.
Zhou Bangyan, the master of Song Ci, showed a rare tragic:
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Idle old traces, gray, foggy and half-base.
Late at night, I climbed over the female wall and looked at Huaishui sadly.
Swallows don't know what the world is, as opposed to ordinary people, such as the ups and downs in the sunset.
("Xihe-Jinling nostalgia")
Sadulla, a poet in Yuan Dynasty, fully played the role of nostalgia;
Six generations of luxury, spring has passed, and there is no news.
Looking up to heaven, mountains and rivers win, this is not the past.
Before Wang Xietang, Shuang Yanzi and Wuyi Lane had known each other.
Listening to the night, lonely, spring tide is urgent.
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("Manjianghong-Jinling Nostalgia")
Wuyi Lane and Wang Xietang have been sublimated in these masterpieces. Wuyi Lane is no longer an alley. It has become a symbol of the rise and fall of Jinling and an endorsement of the changes of ancient and modern times. Unconsciously, Wuyi Lane has gone through many vicissitudes, and the taste of history is also very deep. Wuyi Lane has been deeply engraved into the skin of China culture and blended into the blood of China culture, which can no longer be separated.
Therefore, it doesn't matter whether Wuyi Lane is still prosperous or a pile of ruins, or even whether there is such an alley. As long as it has a name, people will come from thousands of miles away to hang it. Some people will sigh with emotion and give it one new poem or new word after another. Some even shed two lines of tears for no reason as a deep commemoration of culture.
If Wang Dao and Xie Anling make Wuyi Lane extraordinary; Wang Xizhi, Wang Xianzhi and Xie Lingyun made Wuyi Lane beautiful, while Liu Yuxi, Zhou Bangyan and Sadula made it immortal.
The immortality of a legendary pile of ruins.
However, the story of Wuyi Lane is still not over, because Nanjing is really a troubled city.
Zhu Yuanzhang is here. As one of the few emperors in the history of China who set out from the south, he set his capital in Nanjing. The Nanjing wall, which is regarded as a treasure by modern people, has been built. However, shortly after Zhu Yuanzhang's death, the Ming Emperor Judy launched an uprising, ousted Emperor Wen Jian, and then dragged a large number of treasures and beautiful women into Beijing to build his Forbidden City.
So Nanjing seems to have nothing to do, and the banks of Qinhuai River are getting more and more lively every day. Senior officials and ministers, wealthy businessmen and rich people, followed one after another; Qionglou Jade Pavilion, Dance Pavilion, Songtai, the scale is Zhibi. Fireworks flow during the day and the moon shines at night. Although Wuyi Lane has disappeared, Qinhuai seems to have returned to the peak of the Six Dynasties. Weeds and sunset have faded from people's eyes, replaced by pepper, blue and red powder, painting boats and prostitutes, and being intoxicated by money. Although there is still a man named Wu on the Qinhuai River who is writing hard and wants to express something with a book "The Scholars", no one listens to him at all and no one pays attention to him. "People are like the bright moon, with frost and snow on their wrists." In bright eyes, Liu Yuxi's pen is deeply rooted in Wuyi Lane in the cultural bones, as if it had been corroded by this peach blossom wine. Until one day, Daming Mountain suddenly began to fall apart.
This history is a legendary history. How many struggles, rebellions, struggles and shouts have been carried out, and how many people have given their lives for national integrity cannot be counted. Today's historians unanimously point out that a period of time before the demise of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, which had been extremely corrupt and extremely degraded in spirit, showed an unusually tragic and generous gesture before its demise. Today, when we read history, we were almost dazzled by the legendary story that happened at the Qinhuai side of Shili at that time. Suddenly, all moral concepts were subverted; Suddenly, the fireworks woman became the protagonist of history. If the history of the demise of the Ming Dynasty is only that Yuan Chonghuan went to the execution ground, Chongzhen went to Jingshan Park, and Shi Kefa went to Yangzhou, then we can say that it is tragic. However, if there is a prostitute Liu who wants to jump into the pool, a college student who thinks the water is too cold to go down, a storyteller Liu Jingting who runs for loyalty and righteousness, a son who finally surrenders, and a legendary bloody peach blossom by Li, and a final helpless sigh in Peach Blossom Fan Sending the Southern Dynasties, we can say that it is not only tragic, but also sad. Ming's death history is an unprecedented painful history.
As a result, in addition to the sigh of vicissitudes, the ancient capital of Jinling began to have more sad and painful colors.
More than 200 years later, 1842, the Qing government signed the treaty of nanking with Britain in Nanjing, and China began to become a semi-feudal and semi-colonial society.
Soon the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom rose and Nanjing was designated as Tianjing. After the stalemate of 1 1 year, the Qing army broke the city, massacred and set fire to it in 1867. The Republic of China was founded and Nanjing was the temporary capital. After more than ten years of warlord melee, 1927 restored the capital Nanjing. At this time, the two sides of Qinhuai are already hiding evil people and practices, and they are in chaos.
10, 1937, the Japanese army captured Nanjing and launched a massacre. The number of victims reached 300 thousand. Qinhuai Xi Gu is full of body. The scenic spots in the Six Dynasties were set on fire, and King Jinling was in a gloomy mood. Nanjing has almost reached the lowest point in history.
The underworld seems to be another reincarnation. From prosperity to prosperity.
Only this time is no longer just the rise and fall of history, this time is the fate of the nation and the country; This time, people mourn not only the sense of honor and disgrace, but also the sense of life and death. This time, it is no longer the rise and fall of Wuyi Lane or Jinling City, but the rise and fall of the Chinese nation.
Standing at the mouth of Wuyi Alley, I lamented this painful history, knowing clearly in my heart that Wuyi Alley was mostly deserted since the Tang Dynasty, and it seems that the bloody wars in Ming and Qing Dynasties had nothing to do with it. However, I always feel that it should also be a witness to these tragic history, without any reason. I feel that if we want to mourn the past at the corner of Wuyi Lane, this period of history will naturally be included. So I suddenly realized that Wuyi Lane and Jinling are closely linked in my mind and can't be separated anymore. Suddenly, I feel that those eternal mourning poems, no matter when and where they were written, are closely connected with Wuyi Lane and can no longer be separated. I took a deep breath and looked up. I saw that it was getting late and the dusk was heavy.
History has finally turned a new page.
1April, 949, the People's Liberation Army occupied Nanjing.
From 65438 to 0984, the government began to flush the sewage of Qinhuai River to make it blue again. And began to build the Qinhuai River tourist scenic belt.
1997, Wuyi Lane was abandoned for thousands of years, and finally rebuilt with Wang Xietang, which became what we see today.
Previously, the poet's long-lost Suzaku Bridge once again crossed the Qinhuai River. Located between Huaiqiao Bridge and Wuding Bridge in the original town, it seems to evoke the emotions of tourists.
Shili Qinhuai is busy again.
As the sun sets, Wuyi Lane becomes heavy. The other end of the alley leads to Egret Island Park. However, because Qinhuai has narrowed, the scenery of "Ershui Egret Island" written by Li Bai has disappeared. So I returned from the original road, and the Qinhuai River I saw head-on was still beautiful. There are still boats and lanterns in the river, and the Ming Kowloon wall on the other side of the river is colorful and lifelike. On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the signs of Xiangmei Building, Platform and Yixian Building are so attractive. The front of the Confucius Temple is still crowded with people, and it is very lively. Suddenly I feel that Qinhuai River should always be so beautiful. No matter the ups and downs of personnel, she can always be so affectionate. No wonder Gu, a patriotic poet in the late Ming Dynasty, still had such a quatrain as "a thousand trees in the willow wind, a boat on the moon" after his death in the Ming Dynasty. No wonder Zhu Ziqing and Yu Pingbo were so affectionate when they wrote about Qinhuai River, and their works still exude intoxicating charm. Just like the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum will always be magnificent, Mochou Lake will always be gorgeous, and the Confucius Temple will always be lively.
But if so, where should we look for the history, sighs, scars and vicissitudes of Jinling?
Look back at Wuyi Lane. The poem tablet still stands. The handwriting on it is striking. This is Mao Zedong's calligraphy, which is naturally Liu Yuxi's famous song.
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Suddenly I believe that Wuyi Lane, like Qinhuai River, has never changed. Ever since the poet left his pen in his hand, Wuyi Lane is destined to bear the sigh of this city and even this culture. Whether it is prosperity, decline, old and new or a pile of ruins, the image of Wuyi Lane has not changed. Being and not being are illusory, and Wuyi Lane is eternal.
So I can't help laughing at myself for being too rigid just now. Turn around and leave, as if the figure of a poet writing a book 300 years ago appeared again/kloc-0. At that moment, Wuyi Lane won eternal life.