Xiangxi prose
Qingshan, Li Meng
Wenyi rd piaoxiang
The first time I saw Yangfeng Mountain was in stereotyped writing.
That winter afternoon, a man turned a long way around the mountain, turned to the water and finally came to Bagu. There are terraced fields, clear water flows down from the mountains, and the slopes are covered with green bamboo forests. No wind, clean sunshine. Lift your face, and the huge tower standing on the distant hill will fall into your eyes. The tower is white and silver, as if covered with a layer of snow.
Yangfeng Mountain is often mentioned in Liu Nian's poems. When he was in Yunnan, he collected a family knife, sharp and cold, which reminded him of the snow at the top of Yangfeng Mountain. It takes two hours to drive from Yangfeng Mountain to Yongshun County, where Liu Nian lives, and it passes through many places along the way: Simi, Gaoping, Xiaoxiang, Niuluhe, Fuzhi, and finally to Gaofengpo. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can not only overlook the whole county, but also overlook Yangfeng Mountain. I don't know whether Liu Nian will go back to Yangfeng Mountain by bus or on foot.
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Up to now, I have never climbed the peak of Yangfeng Mountain. The mountain is too high and the road is too far. It took me a long time to walk from the town to the top of the mountain. People at the foot of the mountain call that mountain "the world". This word stands for precipitous, remote, backward and poor. Mother married to the mountain on earth. Her village is called Li Jiayuan, which is located in the depths of Yangfeng Mountain. There is a stream in front of the village, and there is a dense forest behind the village, among which there are many chestnut trees with thick trunks. The house where Niang lives is a diaojiao building with high cornices and hanging head, which is unique and beautiful. There are several old pear trees on the lawn in front of the house, which are flourishing. Every spring, summer and March, snow-white pears are in full bloom, and thousands of pears are covered with branches.
The local custom is to call the village a yard. In Yangfeng Mountain, there are many courtyards, large and small, and there are many women like Niang in these courtyards. They are hardworking and clever. I am good at farming, making clothes and collecting cloth shoes. There are also pushing tofu, salted duck eggs, chopping sauerkraut, steaming sweet wine, frying oil cakes, and wrapping wormwood ... I am very busy and work hard every day, and I can do everything.
The first book of poetry is called Yuan. According to his explanation, there are three meanings: far, far and far. Every layer of meaning contains yearning, nostalgia and helplessness. Liu Nian has come a long way from Yongshun to Yunnan and then to Beijing. Jiumei went to Beijing and made a special trip to Liu Nian. She told me about Liu Nian's life in Beijing: "The houses in Beijing are not ordinary chaos. Books and clothes are piled everywhere. There are two cauldrons in the kitchen, which are filled with kohlrabi acid and Chili powder. " I can't forget the two jars mentioned by Jiumei. The ingredients in them, from growth to harvest, draw on the sunshine, rain and dew, cool wind, frost and snow of Yangfeng Mountain all year round. When Liu was in Beijing, Yangfeng Mountain was beyond his reach. I had to take the grain grown on this land, fry half a bowl when I was homesick, and chew carefully the smell of Yangfeng Mountain contained in the taste.
In the deep winter of that year, my mother and I returned to the Li Family Courtyard. It just snowed heavily a few days ago, and the road was covered with thin ice. The snow in many places has not melted yet, and a large area of white is mixed in the mountains and plains. Mother went up the mountain to burn paper for her grandfather who had just died. Grandpa was famous in Yangfeng Mountain before his death. He can tell the time, and his calligraphy is very good, especially good at tying paper flowers. Whenever an old man dies in the yard of Yangfeng Mountain, ask him to help tie the hall. The paper flowers he tied are lifelike, lifelike, as if they are in full bloom. This skill is unparalleled in the whole Yangfeng Mountain. Many people have calculated the eight characters for grandpa, saying that he is either rich or expensive. However, my grandfather lived an ordinary life and never really left Yangfeng Mountain. There are often physiognomists sitting in front of indifferent grandfathers, dumbfounded, and extremely confused about their calculus. How do they know how much wisdom is hidden in this Yangfeng Mountain?
The ancient dam is at the foot of Yangfeng Mountain. Looking at Yangfeng Mountain from here, it feels more like a mountain that stands in the sky. Bagu, Bayong, Pa, Laopeng, Xiaoshuiyan, Hemu Car, Suobudong. There are many such strange names in Yangfeng Mountain with unknown origin. These appellations handed down by our ancestors from ancient times are difficult to decipher, and their deeds of opening up territory are buried in them. Although I can't tell, I look very warm and listen very kindly, and I feel very peaceful when I walk in.
Liu Nian wrote a poem entitled "This Life":
In this life, I want to go back to the mountains.
Do four things every day by the wooden house by the water.
Growing vegetables, brewing wine, feeding geese, waiting for a few guests from afar.
At the foot of Yangfeng Mountain, there is a big lake. The lake is green and calm as a mirror. There are tall and straight cypresses and contiguous pine forests growing on the shore of the lake; There are ancient villages scattered around, and there are beautiful monkey peach orchards. Walking along the lake, anywhere, you can see Yangfeng Mountain when you look up. Liu Nian said it, but here?
Original: fragrance all the way