Xia Rongbo agrees that he is fond of ancient scholars. Hidden in Qixi. I, Chen Jishi, and Gao Xiaotong bought a boat to visit, and arranged to search for plum blossoms in Chaoshan Mountain.
You can take a small boat along the stream and follow Asase to the north of Chaoshan. Plum blossoms can already be seen along the bank. In Li Xu, follow Lu to Xianghai Tower and watch Song Mei. The body of the plum is half withered, standing on the side of the water; the ancient trunk is bent, the moss is covering the body, and the teeth are like scales. Over time, the color of the moss changes to bronze. There are more than ten trees beside it, and Rong Bo said that they all know their origins. The scenery is desolate and gloomy, and I will return soon. Rong Bo guided me to Tang Yuqian's temple, where the flowers were in full bloom. Versatically and horizontally intertwined, the jade and snow are the same color; the steps are high and low, along the path of plum blossoms. Far from the foothills of the forest, close to Yanpituo; the valley is filled with dense forest and dense forest. After a few miles, we started to leave Meiwo. We were surrounded by shady pines. We heard the sound of the stream below and saw that the boat had stopped and was on its way. I walked on foot, and the boatman used water to travel along the stream. The road was suitable and worthy. It was late, and I still returned to Qixi.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, we used a small boat to go out to the south of the mountain, and there were more flowers than in the north. The ancient trees in the wild water are dim and sluggish, and the paths diverge into eight or nine paths and end when they reach the plum blossoms. Go to Qianyuan Temple and observe the so-called water cave. The water in the pool is crystal clear, with strange rocks rising up from the water, and the water clinging to the wall. The stone is rough, green and pale. The stone veins are directly connected to dry holes. The dry cave is located on the right side of the view, with more than thirty levels. At the entrance of the cave, in the deep darkness, there was the sound of feng shui swaying. Brothers Chenji Lake and Diliao were traveling together. They entered the hot tube but came out unexpectedly. On the right side of the pool, there are three characters "Haiyundong" engraved, which were written by Zhao Qing of the Song Dynasty. Looking for the stone statues of Ding Youxuan and his son, they have peeled off, but the poems are still faintly readable. I appreciate Uncle Rong’s rice. I held my cup and sighed, thinking that the plum blossoms I had seen in my life were not so numerous and in full bloom. Rong Boyan said: "After the snow falls in winter, the flowers become more beautiful than those in Xixi River." However, the remaining two arrivals in Xixi River have lost their plum blossom season. Now I have written "Chaoshan Plum Blossoms" and sent one to Rong Bo and the other to my friend Chen Shouci in Fuzhou. Shouci is also a plum lover.
Xia Rongbo is a man who loves ancient cultural relics and lives in seclusion in Qixi. Chen Jishi, Gao Xiaotong and I hired a boat to visit him, and we made an appointment to go to Chaoshan to explore plum blossoms and flowers. We changed to a small boat on the creek and drove along the shallow stream flowing over the sand and gravel to the north of Chaoshan. Plum blossoms could already be seen along the bank. After about one mile of scenery, we walked along the path beside the stream to Xianghai Tower and admired the famous Song Mei. The plum tree is half dead and stands leaning by the water. The old and clumsy branches are twisting and turning, and the tree body is densely covered with moss, arranged as neatly as fish scales. Because of the passage of time, the moss has turned into a bronze color. There are more than a dozen plum trees next to Song Mei, and Rong Bo told them that they are all from the Ming Dynasty. Seeing that the scenery around me was cold and lackluster, I couldn't help but lose interest and prepare to return. However, Uncle Rong led me forward through Tang Yuqian Temple, where I saw the plum blossoms blooming in full bloom. Plum trees are criss-crossed, all white; they are densely planted on high and low slopes. Everyone strolled in the plum forest and snowy sea. The fragrant fragrance of plum blossoms permeates the mountains and forests, like overlapping layers of plain silk piling up in the valleys. After walking about four miles before leaving Mui Wo, we saw lush green pine trees lined up in rows, and the sound of water flowing from the stream could be heard at the foot of the mountain. It turned out that the small sampan we were riding on had already stopped on the water. We walked on the shore, and the boatman rowed on the water. We walked separately along the stream, and we met when the path came to the end. That night we returned to Qixi.
At dawn the next day, we still took the small sampan around to the south of Chaoshan, where there were more plum blossoms than in the north of the mountain. The stream is vast and remote, with ancient branches and dense leaves. The paths on the bank branch into eighty-nine paths, extending to the edge of the plum forest. We came to Qianyuan Temple and visited the water cave. The water in the cave is so clear that you can see the bottom, and strange-shaped stones stand out from the water. The water soaks the stone roots and stops. Those strange rocks are broken and cracked, and covered with dark green moss. Judging from the texture and veins of the stone, it appears that the cave and the dry cave are one and the same. The dry cave is close to Qianyuan Temple and to the right. Climbing through more than thirty stone steps, we reached the entrance of the cave. In a dark and deep place, we could only hear the sound of feng shui. Brothers Chen Jihu and Chen Diliao, who came to play together, lit torches and entered the cave, but returned without reaching the bottom of the cave. To the right of the pool, the three characters "Haiyun Cave" are engraved on the rock, which was written by Zhao Bian, a calligrapher of the Song Dynasty. I looked for the stone statues of Ding Youxuan and his son again, but they were already mottled and peeled off, and only the poems on the stone tablets were still faintly visible. Rong Bo invited me to lunch at Qianyuan Temple, and I couldn't help but raise my glass in admiration, because the plum blossoms I had seen in my life were not as lush and prosperous as here. But Rong Bo said to me: "After the winter snow passes, the plum blossoms here will become more beautiful and clearer, far more prosperous than the plum blossom viewing resort Xixi." I have been to Xixi twice, but unfortunately I have never seen the plum blossoms in full bloom. season. Now I can only write one piece, "The Story of Plum Blossoms in Chaoshan". One piece of paper is written to Rong Bo, and the other piece of paper is sent to my friend Chen Shouci in Fuzhou. Shouci is also a plum blossom lover.