The legend of the grain well is far away, Xu
The surname came here to live, cultivate farmland, dig a cage in the field and continue along the cage. There is a deep well full of grain.
It turns out there is a giant turtle here. The giant turtle lives in this landscape and pastoral area, with the essence of the sun and the moon, and the wind, flowers and snow. Turtles often go out to collect grain and gather in deep wells dug by themselves, ready to hibernate.
The man surnamed Xu dug a deep well in the turtle cage and found grain in the deep well. Knowing that turtles are auspicious things, they cover cages and deep wells as before, and erect a monument beside the deep wells to commemorate this auspicious event.
Since then, this place has been called the Grain Well by people surnamed Xu and people who know it outside.
There is a reservoir near Wugujing, adjacent to the continuous Qinglong Mountain. The water waves are clear and rippling.
Walking from Wugujing to the mountain road into the forest, the tree-lined mountain road of Qinglong is cool and cool, and the depth is Qingshan Kowloon, between Daqingshan and Xiaoqingshan.
Xiaoqinglong and Zheng Yang landed on the Kowloon border between Xiaoqingshan and Daqingshan. The little green dragon gradually became smaller and became a foot-long green snake, swimming towards the boulder beside the ravine on the hillside. The word "Kingdom of Kowloon" is written on the boulder.
Zheng Yang wondered why Xiao Qinglong came to this place. Xiao Qinglong Pan looked up at the boulder and said, "I grew up here when I was a child."
Xiao Qinglong is immersed in memories of the past. Things have changed. In ancient times, it was the vast East China Sea. When the water and the sky are the same, there are two dragons, a man and a woman, living on an island at the top of the East China Sea in China.
Two young dragons play on the beach, roam the sky, spend time in the mountains, and have endless love.
Just as two young dragons secretly taste the forbidden fruit of love and look forward to the future.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, knows that Long Mai is the king in the water, and their children are the elite of the elite. They have always been married by the Dragon King to a noble family in heaven.
How can you allow a dragon to have an affair in private and behave himself all his life? The love of two little dragons will not be blessed by dragons. Their crystallization, the nine little dragons are not blessed, and they will stay forever when they can't turn dragons into small snakes.
When the Dragon King knew about them, he was furious, so the earth shook, everything withered, the sea receded and the green on the island withered.
The Dragon King locked two little dragons in the deep bottom of the Dragon Palace, leaving only nine little snakes to fend for themselves on this withered island.
The sun and the moon are red, and time flies. Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a small snake will not turn into a dragon, and a desert island will turn into a green hill.
On a night of lightning and thunder, Xiaoqinglong was washed down the green hill by heavy rain, along Linshen Lake and Xinkaigou, and rushed to the Pentium Yangtze River.
When the wind and rain stopped, the little Qinglong was caught by a seagull on the beach again. In order not to be eaten by gulls, Xiaolong struggled to cling to gulls' feet. The seagull bird wrapped around its feet and flew higher and higher nervously. Above the sky, seagulls finally broke free from the entanglement of the little dragon and descended from the sky.
Xiao Qinglong thought he was going to be killed, but when he woke up, he found himself hanging from a forest tree between cliffs and headed for the upper reaches of the mountain. He found that the gas field here is very strong, there are many fruits and insects in the mountains, and the mountains and flowers are fragrant.
Xiao Qinglong lived here and grew up gradually. Later, Xiaoqinglong learned that it was Tiannv Mountain's Tiannv Peak.
This time, Zheng Yang Ling He, Xiao Tong, Zhuang Ya, Xiaohui, Nature, Betty and Xiaowen came to Xiao Tong's hometown to play. When they were in Lianhua Mountain Villa, Xiao Qinglong felt the taste of home here.
Playing in Qingshan during the day, Xiao Qinglong finally knows that on the back of Qingshan is the place where he once lived and his childhood home.
Xiao Qinglong took Zheng Yang to visit and search in Kowloon. When he was a child, he wanted to find his brother, but unfortunately he didn't find Xiaolong.
Seeing Xiao Qinglong unhappy, Zheng Yang and Xiao Qinglong sat together in front of the Ten Scenic Monuments in Yuping, Kowloon, stroking Xiao Qinglong's back and said, "Maybe they were washed into the Yangtze River by the flood just like you. Let's look for it slowly, I believe we will find it. "
Xiao Qinglong nodded, slowly climbed up Zheng Yang's arm and said to Zheng Yang, "Thank you, master! It's getting late, let's go home! "
Say that finish, Xiaoqing Dragon swam to Zheng Yang's hand and wrapped a dragon ring on his finger!
When Zheng Yang returned to the lotus leaf field, it was still before dawn and everyone was still sleeping.
Zheng Yang went into his room and went to bed.
In the lotus leaf field in the morning, the fragrance in the air and the birds singing in the field woke up Linger, children, Zhuangya, nature, Xiaohui, Betty and Xiaowen early.
Everyone got up and walked in on the boulevard in the lotus leaf field, on the zigzag bridge in the pond and on the meadow. Zheng Yang didn't get up until breakfast, and everyone agreed to have breakfast in the cafeteria.
At breakfast, Zheng Yang asked everyone how to play in the future.
Nature said to Zheng Yang while eating, "Brother Zheng Yang, let's go to Zongyang Street to play later!" ! It is said on the Internet that Zongyang Street is very interesting, especially the old street pier in Zongyang. "
"It doesn't matter! Let's go to Zongyang Street for a while! " Yang Zheng nodded, took a bite of porridge and answered the natural words.
After breakfast, everyone got on the bus and drove to Zongyang Street! On the bus, I naturally found the story of Whiteness going to Zongyang Street Pier.
"How about this?" Naturally, the mobile phone was lifted and turned around. Everyone looked down at their mobile phones and saw the article written by Ouyang Songfeng. The name of this article is "Where is Beishan? Where is Beishan Building? 》
While driving, Zheng Yang said to nature, "Nature! Read it to everyone! " Natural nodded, gently read aloud a way.
Wan Li, the throat of the Yangtze River, is the largest continent in Wu Chu. The mountains and peaks are clear and the sky is bright, and the sound of the waves sends Haimen autumn at night. Sit with the class and listen to the drums, and take the net hook abroad. You have been to Zongyang to ask, and you shot at the Beishan Building on the bank of Jiaotai. -(Qing CheungYueng) Qian Chengzhi's "How to Drive Anhui"
Where is Beishan Building? Where is Beishan?
I asked all over the town and Zongyang's hometown, but no one answered. How many spring flowers and autumn moons are there in the long river of years? How many years has the history changed? I searched the dock from Guzongyang along Gu Xiang. 2000-year-old fir water, where is 2000-year-old Jiaotai? It coincides with the rain of the phoenix tree, and the phoenix tree flowers are covered with bluestone. An oil-paper umbrella, a blue-and-white cheongsam and embroidered shoes are spotless. Rain lane, the bluestone in my memory reminds me of Dada's footsteps.
Parapet, horse head wall, eaves carved with phoenix and painted with flowers; Wooden hanging windows, moon cave doors, deep lilacs in the courtyard. I asked the lady gently, "Where is Beishan Mansion? Where is Beishan? " In the misty rain of Ming and Qing dynasties, the beauty of turning around and looking back is like bright spring. Tung flowers are lavender, which falls gently on my shoulder. Plain hands are light, and the oil-paper umbrella gently blows the fragrance of lilacs.
"Five winter, I gave my son Fazu a meteorite to the thief, and the city ordered Hu Bixuan not to report it, to fight for it and to avenge the thief. And the thief is willing to give it, so the field is uninhabitable and living in the city is an escape plan. The following year, Wei Zicun, an old friend, inspected Sanchu, learned that he was trapped, recruited him to Chu, divided his salary to buy mountain money, and advised him to live in the mountain. And those who dare not leave the city and demand the hustle and bustle of the city will live in peace. If you don't go, the thief will get worse. For a long time, Chen, who sells cakes in front of the temple, carried his house and asked for 170 yuan. Into the smothering, dark and invisible, but there are several buildings before and after, the house is in the south and the buildings are all in the south. You can see the river and the mountains outside the river in the south, but you can't see them with walls. If you worry about venting in the house, you won't live a thick life, and the street customs are natural. If it doesn't open to the north, it means that the north of the city lives in the mountains and doesn't open the north gate. People in the city will never see the mountains in the north. From the back of the building, I can see the stubbornness and childishness of the mountain. When I was in the north of the building, the stone potential was uneven, and the layers of trees were crowded, which matched the stone color. When huts compete among trees, you can hear the sound of reading. Yu said, "There are mountains and valleys, which are inherent here"! So it's worthwhile. Knowing that it is a change is worth it. Those who can't see the mountains are still in the old direction and are hiding places; When the mountain is my building, open the north window and close it. Therefore, the victory of Beishan belongs to my building. "
A river flows gracefully through the ancient city of Zongyang. Her name is Changhe. In ancient times, her name was Jiang Zong, also known as Zongchuan River. The wanderer misses his hometown and calls her Zongyang River. My ancient hometown is called Zongyang, named after the "Yang of fir water". On the north bank of the long river, since Qin Emperor Hanwu, Zongyang people have lived by the water, built on the mountain and lived in the market. From the upper pier of ancient Zongyang along the Zongchuan River, Hanwu's imperial ship stopped at the river. The green branches of the willow forest on the river bank droop, and every day, the story of Hanwu shooting at jiaozi is told in the morning bell and dusk drum.
Coming out of the middle street on the dock, the market stretches eastward along the river in pieces. There is a short mountain on the north side of the market, which comes from the Beishan Building on the south side of the market: "Those who climb my building look through the window, and there are cliffs, flowing springs, dead trees and strange rocks, which are faintly inhabited. They all sit in the paintings of people in the Song and Yuan Dynasties and forget that it is a city." Then, the city people began to know that there were mountains in the north; Those who live in the city only know that there is a north window to open. The topic is Beishan Building, named after Beishan. "
The beautiful county town of Zongyang is a market from west to east. The long river of Zongyang flows from west to east along the south bank of the market, passing through Zongyang Gate and heading for the Yangtze River. On the north side of the market, you can reach Daguan Mountain from the corner platform of the wharf. There is a shooting range of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty on the mountain. Yao Nai (Qing) "The light sail hangs white clouds, hitting the air and upside down; In May, the river sounds thousands of miles away and arrives at the shooting platform at night. " However, where is the shooting platform? Legends, myths, and the footprints of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty on the jiaozi platform? It's all gone, only stone tablets with two explanations are swaying in the wilderness. At the foot of Jiaotai Mountain, there is a section of the wall of Yuedong Gate of Chuzhong Temple.
Around AD 1955, the county magistrate moved from Tangjiagou in Hudong County to Zongyang Town, and established Zongyang County Administration on the eastern slope of Daguan Mountain. I decided to blow up the shooting range when I was preparing, because it was close to the wall. Zhang, then a construction worker, went home and talked to his father about it. His father was very anxious after hearing this, and hurriedly called the citizens and businessmen of Zongyang county and township to the county government to protect the ancient site of Shejiao Terrace from being destroyed. For a time, the streets and alleys of the small town were full of hot discussions. As a last resort, the county government abandoned the bombing of Jiaotai, but demolished the Jiaotai archway at the exit of Jiaotai on the upper wharf. The Shejiaotai site was finally bombed in the last few years of the late 1970s. Daguan Mountain runs from Shejiao Terrace to the north. Yin Xiting and Xi Mo Chi in Tao Kan are located at the heights of the hills, next to the rest pavilions in the past. Once upon a time, there was a well under the washing Mo Chi. The platform was very high and the edge was very old.
"From 3 17 to 32 1 year, during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Tao Kan worked as a county magistrate in Zongyang County for five years, leaving many stories that have been entertained ever since. As soon as Tao Kan became an official, he became the magistrate of Zongyang County. According to legend, he is diligent and thrifty, and he does not drink or gamble. " His story of cherishing time and exercising his will was commemorated by later generations by carving a monument and building a pavilion.
Tao Kan often tells people to cherish every minute. He said to the people in Zongyang: "Saint Dayu cherishes every inch of shade, and as for everyone, we should cherish the shade." He practices calligraphy every day. Not far from the house, there is an oval pool with a circumference of about six feet and a water depth of about two feet and seven inches. The water in the pool does not dry up all the year round, and the rain does not overflow for a long time. The pool was shaded by Liu Yin. After practicing calligraphy, Tao Kan washed inkstones and brushes in this pool. Later, people called this pool Mo Chi Wash. He also insisted on moving 100 bricks from the house to the outside in the morning and 100 bricks back to the house in the evening. Because of Tao Kan's love for the people of Zongyang, the people of Zongyang built a pavilion in memory of him, and later generations changed it into a pavilion to remember the time of Tao Kan. The original "Yin Xiting" was a brick-wood building, five meters high, with four pillars, railings, glass roofs and bells hanging from cornices. The plaque is called "Xiyin Pavilion" in regular script.
There is a mountain road next to Yin Xiting and Xi Mo Chi, which is the ancient 100-step ladder in Zongyang. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there used to be a rest pavilion built on the slope for people to rest after climbing. "During the period of 16 (1927) in the Republic of China, Zongyang City went to the east of Daguan Mountain. Because of its steep slope, it is commonly known as the 100-step ladder. Pedestrians have to climb over rocks and feel very tired.
There was a man named Wang Dongsheng on the Longtan Bridge in Zongyang, and his common name was Wang Dahai. He was poor when he was a child and dropped out of school after three years. When he grew up, he made a living as a peddler, and then he managed herbs, which made him slightly rich. Donate 3300 yuan of silver coins to build a hundred steps ladder, build a gazebo on the top of the mountain, engrave a stone tablet and write a book "rest pavilion". The pavilion is four meters high, with four walls and stone foundations, and the north and south pass through the door. There is a stone bench in it to keep out the wind and rain. Pedestrians can take a nap in the pavilion after climbing the mountain. "
A native of Longqiao Township, Qing Sheng, Zhang Zai, the headmaster of BaiHefeng Township School, wrote "Rest Pavilion": "The bypass of the pavilion is rugged, and many pedestrians call it helpless. Thanks to the hammer and chisel, he built a steep slope. The mountain is sweating, and the pavilion is even green. The wind in all directions is cold and biting, and enthusiastic people forget to go back as soon as they sit. " Yan Chongren, Huang Geng Township, Yin's "Resting Pavilion": "Wanta looks like fog from a distance, and Jiaotai is close, so there is no need to say anything. In front of the pavilion, there is a Taogong residence, with beautiful scenery and immortals. In yiyi liuyang yunshui village, the rolling river was swallowed by the sea. Shi Guo Zemin's original ambition was to wait for a thunderstorm in Yuelongmen. "
The "Daguan Pavilion" in Huanggu's reading room on Daguan Mountain and Fenghuang Mountain in Shandong Province tells the legend of Na Yue that day in my memory. Whenever the footsteps pass through the memory, indigo rocks stretch at the highest point of the hill. The walls with blue bricks and white walls are covered with small gray tiles, and the gaps between the walls are stacked with small tiles to form simple and beautiful window grilles. There are cloisters, pavilions and pavilions in the wall.
"Huang Tingjian, a celebrity in the Northern Song Dynasty, was born in xiushui county, Jiangxi Province, and was appointed as the magistrate of Wuhu at the age of 26. One afternoon, I fell asleep and dreamed that I walked out of the gate of the state government and went straight to a village. I saw an old woman standing in front of the confession in front of the house, holding a incense in her hand, mumbling as if calling someone's name. Looking forward, Huang Gu saw a bowl of cooked celery noodles on the table, which was full of fragrance. Huang Gu subconsciously picked it up and ate it, and then walked back to the official residence. When I woke up, my dream was still very clear, and strangely enough, my mouth still smelled of celery. Although he was puzzled, he didn't care. He thinks it's just a dream.
When I took a nap the next day, the dream was exactly the same as yesterday, and the smell of celery was still floating on my teeth and cheeks, which surprised Huang Valley. So he got up and stepped out of the yamen and walked along the road of dream memory. To his surprise, along the way, the scenery on the road was exactly the same as in the dream. Finally, he came to a house, but the door was closed. Huang Goo Goo knocked at the door, and an old woman with white hair came out to answer the door. Huang Goo Goo asked her, "Has anyone been shouting for noodles outside the door these two days?" Mother-in-law replied: "Yesterday was the anniversary of my daughter's death, because she liked celery noodles very much before her death, so every year on her anniversary, I would offer her a bowl of celery noodles and ask her to eat it!" " Huang Valley asked, "How long has your daughter been dead?" The mother-in-law replied: "It's been 26 years!" Huang Gu thought, isn't he twenty-six? Yesterday happened to be my birthday, so I learned more about her daughter's life from my mother-in-law.
The old woman said that she had only one daughter, and she liked reading very much. She believes in Buddhism and is very filial, but she refuses to marry. Later, at the age of 26, she died of illness. Tell her when he dies that he will definitely come back to see her! When the aunt entered the room, the old woman pointed to a big wooden cabinet and told him that all the books her daughter had read in her life were locked inside, but she didn't know where the keys were and couldn't open them.
Strangely, the aunt suddenly remembered the location of the key at that time, and found the key according to her memory and opened the wooden cabinet. Many manuscripts were found in it. After reading it carefully, Huang Gu was surprised. It turned out that every article he wrote in the exam was in these manuscripts, and it was verbatim. At this point, Huang Gu was fully aware that the old woman was his ex-mother, so he welcomed her back to the state capital and supported her for more than a year. Later, Huang built a pavilion in the back garden with his own carved image and inscribed a self-titled stone tablet, praising: "Like a monk with hair, like a vulgar person, be a lover of love and understand the outside world."
From the peak to the east of Phoenix Mountain, standing on the summit and looking around, you can have a panoramic view of Jiangnan. This is the Square, where Liu Haifeng once built a square pavilion to study. Looking at Beishan from Beishan Building. Liu, the word rock meets, has the title of "North Mountain Building with Gold" by Yunzhi: "In the past, there were birds in the fields, and the knot was in harmony with teenagers. Love this beautiful mountain, look across the window. The mountains come from the eaves, and the green floats several times. Weng also cares about joy, chanting that God is more king. The three of us, waiting to settle accounts. If you get lost, you will learn to sing. I'm sorry I'm poor, Sven once lost. Son, why did you come so late today? I'm sorry to kiss you with some sticks. Now that the Sri Lankan people have left, the building is safe and sound. Looking up at Beishan, the clouds and trees are bleak. "
Liu Dakui (1698- 1779), an essayist in the Qing Dynasty, was brilliant and cultivated in the south. Tanggou people in Zongyang. A song: "My home is a long river, and the mountains in Henan are heavy. Today, from the picture, the sky looks at nine hibiscus. " Praise the beauty of the Yangtze River in my hometown.
Wang Fengming's "Climbing the White Crane Peak": "The haze is far away, and the evening feels cliff gathering. Knowing that it is the wind and rain of the past, the pine tree wants to become a dragonfly. Uncaria stone corner wants to pull clothes, step on mango shoes to be delicate. It's just a Taoist with big sleeves and white clouds on his back. " Standing at the top of Beishan Mountain, looking eastward, the long river flows eastward. Baihefeng is located on the bank of the beautiful long river. It is surrounded by water on three sides, connecting the long river with the Yangtze River and Lotus Lake. Lotus Lake reflects her reflection, like a crane dancing in the soft waves of Lotus Lake. The long river caresses the fragrance of her youth, just like a colorful scarf around the neck of a crane. The Yangtze River is a poem of her years, and the waves of passion rush day and night. When a red sun rises in the east, my hometown Zongyang will see white cranes dancing against the red sun in the morning.
Regarding BaiHefeng, there is a couplet circulating in Zongyang: "BaiHefeng, BaiHefeng, the white-haired old man in front of BaiHefeng recruits white cranes; Huanghuagang, Huanghuagang, the yellow-haired boy on Huanghuagang picks yellow flowers. " Climbing the Baihe Peak, the Yangtze River is mighty, the long river is clear and gentle, the lotus leaf in Lotus Lake is like an umbrella, and the river is slightly fragrant. Looking at Daguan Mountain in the west, Fenghuang Mountain, Siwangting and Guishan in the small counties, and Qi Mu in the east, Monroe City is quiet in the historical clouds.
"When the crane goes to the summit, when will Mo Wen return, lean on the column and look at the tail of Chu and Wu, take the distant mountains and swallow the Yangtze River, which is very happy; The oriole sings in the ancient hills, as if trying to destroy me. I want to give wine to Luozhou Jiaozhu, send the sunset and welcome the bright moon. " If time can be repeated, if history can be reviewed. Ancient buildings on the White Crane Peak, pavilions and pavilions in Jiangnan gardens.
According to historical records: "During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were many scenic spots such as ancient temple, Tianxi temple and Wenchang Pavilion on Baihefeng. Tianxi Temple is located at the southern foot of Baihefeng, with Guandi Temple in front and Buddhist Temple in the back. His Royal Highness has built three stone houses, with one stone house above it and Kuixing Pavilion, which contains Manjusri Bodhisattva and Master Pu Xian. There are two layers of Buddha statues on Kuixing Pavilion. On the right is Dabao Buddhist Temple, and on the left is Qilu Guest Hall. Painting eaves Zhu Dong, simple and elegant. In the 23rd year of Jiaqing (18 18), Tongcheng County ordered Lv Rong to donate silver to create Wenchang Pavilion, which is a double-decked hexagonal pavilion with cornices and vaults. Among the towering green trees, Zhongshan Temple is integrated into it, and the secluded path leads to Zen. There are Yinxia Pavilion and Dangui Pavilion in the west, surrounded by stone fences, stirrup in front and mating pavilion in the back. In the third year of Daoguang (1828), Liao Dawen learned that Yi people donated money to build pavilions and pavilions, and at the same time founded Baihe Academy, also known as Tongcheng Nanxiang Academy. Classes are held in February every year. "
Wang Fuzhi, a famous scholar at the end of Ming Dynasty and the beginning of Qing Dynasty, swam from Zongyang to Baihefeng and wrote a couplet for Baihefeng: "In front of Tieban Town, the charm of the sages in Myanmar flowed, and they did not return to Herao; The cabinet is brilliant, and I hope that the philosophers will reach the peak and travel to the south. " At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, Wu Rulun built an "algae swimming building" on the Baihefeng, with the inscription: "Shooting dumplings here, recalling the ancient high winds, the flag of Emperor Wu passed by; Who beckons a white crane, drinks on the river, and cups fall in the mountains of Anhui? " Geography of the New Tang Dynasty contains a poem by Bai Hefeng when Mei was the main book of Tongcheng in the Northern Song Dynasty: "People are close to Guo, and pine and bamboo don't know autumn. At night, the tiger forest roared and the creek was dirty. " My hometown, Zongyang, has numerous cultural sites and countless legends. From ancient motherland, ancient aborigines, from Qin and Han dynasties to Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.