In early spring and February, I lived in the body of mountains and rivers. The bones of mountains and rivers began to creak slightly, and the blood slowly opened the valve, like a little girl stretching her bones and muscles, and after stretching her bones and muscles, she inhaled fresh ions. It seems that Jiangnan stayed up all night like I did yesterday. When I woke up, I was very hungry. A bowl of hot tofu is far from enough, and my appetite is very greedy. Fortunately, in spring, after the energy savings in winter, I met a good Jiangnan, and when I saw the wind, it was as long as the surging waves. Suddenly, the whole Jiangnan rippled and even the air was dyed green.
Beibei, a girl from Beipiao, sat by the fire and talked to me.
Beibei said: it's still winter in the north. A few green leaves are already a luxury.
Beibei also said: Your Jiangnan is really good! She yearns for Jiangnan. I invited her to visit Jiangnan, but she said she couldn't come for a while.
I understand Beibei's difficulties. Why did you say it and come?
She asked me to describe my Jiangnan on the phone.
Regarding Jiangnan, she emphasized my Jiangnan, and I understand. So I don't talk about stories in the Spring and Autumn Period, and I don't talk about peace. Not to mention Wu Zixu who fled from Chu to Wu; Don't talk about the feud between Zhouzhuang giant businessman Shen Wansan and Zhu Yuanzhang; Not to mention Suzhou beauty Chen Yuanyuan; Don't talk about Zhang Ji's Hanshan Temple, don't talk about a Dream of Red Mansions. Jiangnan culture is too much, too rich and too heavy in the long history of China, and it can't be said clearly in three days or two. These can be read from history books, so I won't say much. Although I grew up in Jiangnan in northern Hunan, I always thought I was a different kind of Jiangnan, without the delicacy of Jiangnan people. I am a boor, and I have never tasted life in Jiangnan. Even my travels are mostly cursory, and I won't nag endlessly like a man and a woman. I am simple, but I am also worried. I think: In the eyes of a Zhao Yan woman, Jiangnan will always be as beautiful as spring, which is just Jiangnan written by Bai Juyi. Wu Nong Soft Language is also in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, which is a long geographical distance from the south of China. If I face the people in those places, Hunan is already in the north, and I don't have enough reason to call myself Jiangnan. Besides, in your cognitive world, Jiangnan is feminine. Even with a dripping charm. A "Legend of the White Snake" demonized Jiangnan. Jiangnan women have a feminine beauty and a provocative beauty. If you don't believe me, whoever annoys our Changsha sister can scold you like a dog, or you won't know what a spice girl is. Perhaps Hunan and Hubei are a little biased, and their personality is indeed tougher than that of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Zhang Zuogeng, a Hubei poet, spent some time in the north in his early years, and his poems are more masculine. However, this guy lived in Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River for several years. Perhaps he was infected by Moonlight on the Twenty-four Bridges, and his poems began to take on a feminine beauty. The so-called one side of the soil and water to support one side is not unreasonable. Among the contemporary male poets in China, he may not be the best, but he is my favorite. I sometimes think that the soil and water in the south can really nourish people's hearts, and that kind of gentle warmth can easily make people settle down. The beauty of Jiangnan is not entirely between mountains and rivers, nor is it entirely a gentle country, and sometimes it is sad. Wuxi A Bing's "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" was played to tears. In fact, this place in Jiangnan is also the earliest place of "Na Man". Xiang Yu and Sun Ce in history are as tough as Jing Ke, a strong man in Zhao Yan. The "Na Man" in Xiangxi has been besieged by the Qing court for countless times, even like weeds in the field. Although the bandits that appeared in Xiangxi during the Republic of China were all eliminated by the People's Liberation Army, the offensive cause branded in a pool of blood still existed, which made the locals somewhat bandit-like. I have always believed that the spirit of bandits is the crystallization of tenacity and wisdom. I never hide my appreciation for bandits. Of course, I never resist the beauty of femininity. Toughness and femininity are two different kinds of beauty and have the same strength.
It is not so much the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River as the influence of China traditional culture. Otherwise, why do we subconsciously look at Jiangnan so beautifully? In ancient times, our civilization was invaded by nomadic people in the north many times and had to retreat to the south. Jiangnan became the last refuge of Chinese civilization. There was always a special expectation and feeling about the people of China at that time. I wouldn't be surprised if this feeling has been engraved in our hearts for generations. In fact, there is a Jiangnan in everyone's heart, and there are more realistic reasons for liking Jiangnan.
"Fan Jiang is used to wind and heat, and the building is warm for many months", which is a different kind of Jiangnan meaning. Now there are no sails in the south of the Yangtze River, and this kind of landscape withdrew from the rivers and lakes earlier. The so-called "returning from a long voyage", its cultural specimens must be found in the museum. There are still many things that symbolize farming civilization, which can't be found at all now. The global climate is warming, the difference between the north and the south is narrowing, the information is developed, and the economy tends to be integrated. Our whole earth is called the global village. Where can I find the individual differences in the region?
Walking in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, there are some things you don't need to find. Such as pieces of flowers and plants. You don't need a guide. As long as you stop in the country, bees will show you the way, or maybe butterflies. Bees are the first to know where the flowers bloom brilliantly. Maybe if we walk, the rape will bloom. There are far more than golden rape flowers in the field, as well as purple grass seed flowers, peach blossoms and pear blossoms. Countless bees fly in the direction of flowers. I am as intoxicated as a greedy bee. I think: no matter how the world changes, some things in people's hearts are unchanged.