Prose describing the ancient city of Fenghuang 1 Walking into the ancient city of Fenghuang, it is already afternoon. The sunshine just wandered between pavilions, and the warm spring breeze rubbed against the moist water vapor of Tuojiang River. Small bridges and flowing water are not enough to build the charm of the ancient city. The ancient city is exquisite, leisurely and soothing.
The slowly flowing Tuojiang River is the mother river of Fenghuang Ancient City. It goes through the city. The river is clear and green, and the grass swaying at the bottom of the river seems to be playing with tourists. Sitting on the covered boat, the ferryman shouted, knocked on the bamboo pole and the boat went down the river. Ships walk in the water, and people travel in the painting world. Gong's chant, Miao's singing and Tuojiang's voice linger over the ancient city. The quaint diaojiao building stands on both sides of the Tuojiang River, listening to the waves of the Tuojiang River day and night. A Hongqiao flies across the north and south banks, bearing the ancient rhyme of Jiangnan water town. Wanshou Palace, Wanming Pagoda and Duocui Building ... stand on the north and south banks and look at the river that is gone forever with deep affection. A Hongqiao, a curved clear water, a canoe and a touch of sunset have drowned my tenderness!
The ancient walls, bricks and Gu Men of the ancient city, despite the storms in Cang Sang, are still magnificent, guarding the tranquility and serenity of the ancient city. The bluestone slabs laid in the city have long lost their edges and corners and have been polished smooth and bright by the years. Vague footprints seem to tell the joys and sorrows of one life after another. In the ancient city, fashion seems far-fetched, and avant-garde is even more lazy and vulgar. Only when we abandon all secularism and feel this ancient city with a pure heart will we be glad of your arrival.
Mr. Shen Congwen, the late writer, is the pride of the ancient city of Phoenix, and his former residence is the cultural essence of the ancient city of Phoenix. Because of it, the cultural charm of the ancient city permeates the air shallowly. Shen Congwen's former residence is located at Zhongying Street 10 in the ancient city, which was built in the fifth year of Tongzhi in Qing Dynasty (1866). Siheyuan, patio, rice, oil and salt, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are mottled, yellowed and incomplete because of their age, but they are a landscape carved for the ancient city in years. Although it is silent, it reveals the breath of culture, publicizes the breath of culture and highlights the thickness of culture.
At night, the ancient city is much quieter. We enthusiastic guests must have disturbed the tranquility of the ancient city that has been waiting for dusk for a long time. The ancient city is immersed in the afterglow of the sunset, trying to keep the last afterglow. Diaojiaolou, Wanshou Palace, Wanminglou ... look very tired, waiting for the arrival of the night.
The night is quiet, and the ancient city sings softly in the hazy night, leisurely and carefree. The Tuojiang River flows slowly, the water waves are rippling, the lights are full of shadows, and the gurgling sound of water is like the sound of nature, playing a song lightly, accompanying the ancient city to sleep.
It's late at night, people are quiet and the ancient city is drunk. ...
Prose describing the ancient city of Fenghuang 2 I have always liked the ancient city, which has a cultural atmosphere and inherits the wisdom of the ancients. There are many famous ancient cities in China: Lijiang, Dali, Fenghuang, Zhouzhuang and so on. Phoenix was chosen this time because there are many celebrities here, and a large number of scholars such as Shen Congwen and Huang Yongyu are from here.
Phoenix, located in Xiangxi, has a history of thousands of years. It is a place where ethnic minorities live in concentrated communities, and the terrain is dangerous. On the way, I was lucky enough to chat with a local old man. He is a Miao nationality, with a kind smile on his dark face, slowly telling the story of the ancient city of Fenghuang. The ancient city of Fenghuang has a history of thousands of years, and those buildings were left by the ancients. Phoenix was liberated later than other places because the terrain was dangerous and bandits occupied it. Only through the efforts of the People's Liberation Army can we crack down on this black force and let the simple and kind people of Phoenix live and work in peace and contentment. My uncle's kind and friendly image is deeply imprinted on my mind.
I entered Phoenix from northern Guangdong. In Zhangjiajie, I felt the charm of Hunan. When I got there, it was just five o'clock in the morning, and the fog on the mountain moved slowly, like a fairyland. After that, I felt that the train was driving on the top of the mountain. It's hard to imagine that I'm looking for an ancient city. I didn't think this ancient city was so secret and mysterious until the car drove into Phoenix. After entering the city, we began to find a good place to live, pack our bags, rest, and then plan to visit the ancient city.
My companions and I first went to Tuojiang River, the mother river of Phoenix, where generations of Miao people have been raised. At this time, Miao's sister is playing gauze. She is wearing a Miao costume and dancing tulle, which reminds me of Wang Wei's "Bamboo Laundry Girl Going Home". Although there is no bamboo here, the willow beside her is also suitable. Miao costume is a very beautiful costume, especially the headdress, which is exquisite and beautiful and looks like a bride. So I also rented clothes with red patterns to wear on my body, hoping to become Sister Miao. I took some photos with Tuojiang as the background as a souvenir.
Wuqiao is a transportation hub connecting people on both sides of Tuojiang River. Standing on the bridge, you can enjoy the scenery on both sides of the river. Both sides are diaojiao buildings with national characteristics. This kind of building has many advantages. Hanging on the ground is ventilated and dry, which can prevent poisonous snakes and wild animals, and sundries can be placed under the floor. Most of the diaojiao buildings on both sides of the strait are hotels and bars. Every "donkey friend" who comes to Phoenix wants to experience the Miao customs, live upstairs at night and watch the night scene.
Walking slowly to the ancient city wall, the floors are all ancient bricks, which were left by the ancients. Thousands of years later, the slate was trampled flat. Standing inside the city wall, you can see the bar opposite. At night, the neon lights in the bar are reflected in the river, and the reflected patterns are sparkling and particularly beautiful, so I like to stay in the city wall and watch the night scene at night. The city wall is a protective line in the ancient city, which was found in every ideal city in ancient times. With a city wall, there must be a city gate, and the East Gate is a more representative city gate of Phoenix. There are cannons, spears and shields here. They are all protective tools. If someone invades, fire at once. There is also a court chair on which prisoners kneel, and the county magistrate holds a court session to try prisoners. Looking at everything in the tower is like walking into a costume drama, which makes me feel there. I fantasize that I am a beauty in costume and don't want to return to reality.
After crossing the city gate, you walk into the ancient city, where the goods are dazzling, but there are no people wearing ancient costumes, otherwise you will think that you have crossed. Many Miao aunts on the roadside are embroidering wallets with Miao costumes. They embroider patterns stitch by stitch, and you can choose all kinds of wallets. There are also handmade bracelets made of ropes of various colors, with Miao Yin and embroidery with Miao characteristics. I chose my favorite pattern, bought a wallet and two bracelets, and put them on my hand without even asking for packaging. After a while, I took a fancy to a handbag, which was also made by my aunts. It has embroidery and simple patterns, which make you look gentle and generous when you carry it.
The bustling crowd in the street made me lose my way. I am a road idiot, and so is my companion. We strolled around, bought those little things and soon went to another alley. The alley is covered with small lanterns, just like an ancient restaurant, but it is actually a shop. The shop is full of many items: horn combs, scratch items, postcards of Fenghuang ancient city, maps,,,, and suddenly I saw a sculpture. He sat on a stool with crutches, which was elegant. It turned out to be a statue of Mr. Shen. I can't help but want to take a photo with him and flirt with him. Unexpectedly, just when I wanted to do this, the statue moved. Yes, his eyes are rolling. I am quick-witted, and soon I want to walk away, holding my companion's hand and saying loudly, "He is human and can move." As a result, all the passengers in the street laughed, and I can't wait to leave here at once.
Speaking of Mr. Shen's disguise, then this must be his mansion, and it happens. Shen Congwen's former residence is located near the south gate of the ancient city, which can also be said to be the downtown market. There are Zhang's ginger soup, youth hostels, restaurants and so on nearby. As soon as we entered the gate, we could see a big water tank. When we enter the hall, we can see photos of Mr. Shen and his wife. Old photos still can't hide their love. On the right side of the hall is Shen Congwen's childhood room, which contains his childhood desks and chairs. The inkstone manuscript is still neatly placed on the desktop. The cot lay quietly on the wall. The simple room is full of books. I sat in a chair curiously, as if that's how Shen Congwen wrote Border Town. Although this house is not a big one, it has its own uniqueness. In the former residence of the literati, we all smelled the breath of culture. According to the tour guide present, these tables and chairs were shipped from Shanghai. They are exquisitely carved and designed, and they are all made of fine wood, which shows that Mr. Shen Lao's family is relatively well-off, but the whole room has no special decoration, which also reflects his frugal living habits.
After visiting Shen Congwen's former residence, the books there occupied my heart. I lowered my head and began to stroll to the next place. I didn't expect that there were outstanding people and a scholar in this area. There is also an ancient merchant residence nearby-Chongdetang, which is the mansion of the richest man in Fenghuang County. This mansion, which can be regarded as a mansion in the ancient city, does not have the ink smell of Shen Congwen's former residence, but it is somewhat rich. There is a big water tank in the yard. In fact, I don't know why they all have water tanks, which may be used to store water. There is a carriage on the left and a favorite on the right. Although it's a bit shabby, it's still well preserved, and I can still sit on my favorite. There is a couplet hanging in the hall and a wooden sculpture like an animal on the table. Wooden furniture is very strong and smooth. Whether it's tables and chairs or wooden walls, the carvings are particularly gorgeous. The house also has a backyard with a pavilion for rest.
Walking makes you tired and hungry. When it comes to food, I don't have any accomplishments, and I'm not a foodie. I just said it according to my feelings. I think the characteristics of Hunan people are all displayed here. They especially like spicy food, but I find that the dishes cooked here will not taste like that if they don't use their own seasonings and peppers, which means they are not delicious, so we want the original flavor. If we can't stand it, you can ask the chef to put something slightly spicy. It's funny that my companion can't eat spicy food at all. As a result, when I come back from Phoenix, I always think of Chili when I eat, which makes me laugh.
The last scenic spot we went to was Nanhua Mountain. From the map, I always thought that Shen Congwen's cemetery was behind this mountain. Because I went at night, I was a little timid. In fact, this is not the case. Finally, we didn't go to worship the old man. At night, the neon lights of the ancient city are flashing. Looking from the city to the top of the mountain, it seems that there are pavilions hanging in the air. These pavilions are all covered with neon lights. When the light is on, it will have this effect. We saw the palace the night before, so when we went the next day, we wanted to find the legendary "paradise". On the way, there is a spring at the top of the mountain, and the outlet of the spring is just below several big trees, surrounded by cement, just like planting trees in the city planning now. In order to fix the trees, they are all surrounded by cement and then tiled. You can imagine how amazing it would be if there was an exit under the surrounded big tree in the city. However, Nanhua Mountain in Phoenix did it. Can it be said that it is whimsical?
The road on the mountain is not steep. There are wooden bridges connected by chains. When I walked past it, it was like walking on a chain bridge. I thought it was fun when I shook it and jumped back and forth for a long time. There is another mystery I don't know. I don't know why there is a red rope tied to the roadside and a red umbrella hung on the tree. Is it an exorcist? The phoenix in Nanhua Mountain stands on the top of the mountain. When it sees us coming, it will never bow its head. Phoenix is the mascot of Miao nationality, representing peace. There are twelve birds under the phoenix, which are symmetrical to each other and the landscape is particularly shocking. When I first went up the mountain, I saw many inscriptions. Calligraphy is "absolutely" and is written in place everywhere. That is the calligraphy of our artist, Mr Huang Yongyu. Along the way, there are inscriptions by Mr. Huang Lao, so that we can enjoy the artistic atmosphere while intoxicated with the scenery. The destination of Nanhua Mountain is the pavilions, which belong to the diaojiao building and the Miao family. It's not as beautiful as it is at close range in the city. It's called hazy beauty. However, this is a good place to rest. The trees along the road are very tall. Sit in a quiet pavilion and have a rest. You won't feel the heat in August in Hunan.
I remember the trip to Phoenix very deeply, and I have wonderful memories here.
Prose 3 describes the ancient city of Fenghuang. I have heard your name for a long time. Like a prodigal son, I set foot on the westbound train, looking for your trace and determined to see your beauty.
First meeting
The fatigue and bumps on the train all night made me sleepy. As soon as I put on the bus, my eyelids completely ignored the command of my brain and hung down while taking advantage of the loophole. The sun shines on me, which is very warm. The shadows of Li Qianshu and verdant bamboo that keep flashing outside the window are becoming more and more hazy, and the whistle of the car is gradually ethereal, just like the faint smell of grass floating from a distance.
"Ah, look, here we are, here we are!" The commotion in the car disturbed my pool of spring dreams. I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked out. At this short moment, I knew that I was completely captured by you. Although I can't describe your beauty in poor words, please forgive me for having to talk about you endlessly in front of people when I am in love, so as to vent my surging and uncontrollable passion.
You stand quietly in the distance, elegant and outstanding. Castle Peak is your skirt, cornices flying high are your hairpins, quaint diaojiao building and ancient city are your ornaments, Tuojiang River in Ming Che is your eyes, wicker hanging down the river is your eyebrows, and winding walls are your arms. Even the arrogant grandson surrendered to you to dress you up and paint a faint blush on your cheeks. Are you a fairy who fell into the world? Otherwise, how could it be so charming?
I bathed in your pure, quiet and unpretentious Miri, Malaysia, let the waves of love wash away the dirty heart, let the innocent emotional heat wave devour the desire, and the riots in the whole world seem ridiculous and incomprehensible. In the silence, I only have you in my eyes and you in my heart.
In love
Like all people who fall in love, I want to stay with you all the time and pour out my heart. Sometimes even if I stare at your smile silently, my heart will be full of sweetness. This feeling is really amazing.
Get up early in the morning and I can't wait to see you. The morning bell of the distant mountain temple penetrates the morning mist of gauze and makes a long and charming sound. Birds in the tree are jumping around, eager to wake you up with their gentle songs. You start to dress up, the fog washes your skin, and the fragrance floats in the air. I couldn't help taking a deep breath until my face turned red. You smiled, and the crisp laughter melted in the tinkling river. Groups of Miao sister-in-law and Miao sister carry baskets to the edge of Tuojiang River to wash clothes. Laughter and the rhythmic tapping of sticks, like a smile reflected in the water, ripple away with the water waves. ...
The sun poked its head out of the mountain and saw the morning mist haunting you. It's very annoyed. It accumulates all the heat to evaporate the fog, which drags your skirt helplessly and disappears. Looking at you again, the sun smiled affectionately.
You love this land, and you love those creatures eager to return to nature, which I found in your clear pupils. People are no longer busy, but take a leisurely walk along the river, blowing the cool river wind; Some people take pictures with digital cameras, and no matter how old they are, they can't help posing a few POSE；; Children play like fish in the water, holding buckets to catch shrimp in the algae on the river bank; Brother Ferry holds up a bamboo pole and growls emotionally, and the fish in the water jumps out of the water for entertainment; Miao aunts set up stalls with their own handicrafts, which are exquisite and distinctive, making people fondle them; The bluestone road is very narrow, and people who come and go are humble to each other and pass by with a smile ... Pure beauty unfolds like this, and you spill it on me and I will pass it on to him, making this land fragrant.
At night, you are more wonderful, mysterious and confusing, as if you are in front of you, but people can't really understand you. In your eyes, there is a bright moon shadow, brilliant starlight, and the continuous lights of riverside restaurants, which are deep and bright. Your gentle and graceful gesture is like a phoenix spreading its wings and flying. With the melodious flute, you will dance in the breeze. I sat on a big rock by the river, listening carefully to your heavenly voice, and the willow breeze sent you greetings; Birds sing to convey your whispers; The river overflows your ankles and brings your honey: so you are everywhere. People took advantage of the night and began to put out lanterns. Lantern lights are lit under people's wishes, and bright candlelight reflects people's hopeful faces. Looking at this scene, my heart is warm and my eyes don't know when they are wet.
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Walk through the bluestone path again and say take care; Jump the suspension bridge again and say don't forget; Touch the wall again and say a poor word; Play barefoot with Tuojiang again and say I love you for ten thousand years.
As dusk falls, the train slowly moves forward, carrying my body farther and farther away from you. You are still beautiful tonight, but my heart can only wander in my thoughts.
Prose describing Fenghuang Ancient City 4 Fenghuang Ancient City is not far from my hometown Mayang County, Hunan Province, about 40 minutes' drive, but for various reasons, I have never been there, only knowing that it is a beautiful town. Later, I came to Sichuan as a soldier and fell in love with studying. From Border Town to Autobiography of Shen Congwen, and then to Notes on Xiangxing, Mr. Shen Congwen built a famous scenic spot with simple and charming words. Gradually, strange diaojiao buildings, small streets paved with bluestone slabs, slowly flowing Tuojiang River, ancient ferries, hardworking and simple people who have lived there for generations have outlined the ancient city of Phoenix in my heart. As I grow older, my desire to kiss that magical land becomes stronger and stronger. Because I am far from home and busy with work, visiting the ancient city has become my dream that has not been realized for many years.
Last summer, when I went back to my hometown to visit relatives, my sister asked me where I wanted to play. I didn't think about detours, but wanted to go to the ancient city of Fenghuang. My sister said that you would visit the ancient city at night, which would be more attractive. I asked why, but she just laughed, but didn't tell the real reason. You'll know when you tell her. Only three days later, my sister called and told me to go to the ancient city tonight. In the evening, my brother-in-law drove me and my sister to the ancient city. Along the way, I couldn't restrain my inner excitement and joy when I looked at the rushing mountains and lush vegetation on the roadside outside the window. I feel that the beautiful ancient city is opening its arms and smiling all over its face, welcoming me as a tourist from afar.
When we parked the car, stepped on the green flag in the street, walked onto the beautiful Hongqiao, listened to the flowing water under the bridge, and looked at the looming ferry in the middle of the river, we realized that we had really arrived at the hometown that Shen Congwen, a great writer, dreamed of and worried about all his life, and arrived at the ancient phoenix city, which was praised as the most beautiful town in China by rewi alley, a famous New Zealand writer. At this time, the whole city is brightly lit, and the riverside, branches and roofs are covered with colorful lights, as if they were in a mythical world.
Crossing the busy street, we came to the river. A breeze is blowing slowly, which makes people feel comfortable on this early summer night. Strolling along the banks of the Tuojiang River, stalls selling lotus lanterns can be seen everywhere. Lotus lanterns of all sizes are made of colored paper with a small colored candle in the middle. The most common ones are lotus, boat, heart and so on. Names are also nice, such as "Bon voyage", "two of a kind" and "Family photo". After buying several strings of lotus lanterns, the tourists made a wish, lit candles and put them into the river, leaving them to their own devices. According to the local people, when you turn on the light, you make a wish in your heart. If the lamp can float smoothly to the middle of the river and go downstream, your wish will come true soon. Colorful lanterns, large and small, are hung on both sides of the Yangtze River, and the audience is like a cloud. The colorful candle is brilliant, reflected on the water, lit up and down, becoming a double lamp. When the water moves, the lights shake, and when the candle is on, it goes out. There is a bright moon in the sky, and the lights in the night sky are dazzling. I really want to sigh that this glass world is better than heaven and earth. There is a poem that says, "Water around the city lights up, and the Spring Festival should be celebrated in prosperous times." Putting on lotus lanterns has become a traditional prayer, expectation and good hope.
Along the way, I felt the beauty and warmth of the ancient city at night, breathed the intoxicating fragrance in the night, and unconsciously went to Tuojiang to jump off a rock. The strip rock consists of two rows of square granite piers, each row is only 30-40 cm wide and 50-60 cm apart. It is best for pedestrians to walk on it in one breath, stride over it, and children jump over it, hence the name "rock jumping". At this time, a full moon slipped from the distant ridge and landed on the river, splashing pieces of light. The moonlight in the sky and the lights by the river form a reflection on the river, which makes people unable to tell which is moonlight and which is light. But they set each other off and become interesting, which makes people full of infinite reverie. If the streets of the ancient city night are full of celebrations, then sitting on the rocks and jumping at this time will feel a quiet distance. I couldn't help putting my hand into the river, and I felt the river slipping gently between my fingers, cool and refreshing. Being in this quiet night is also like reading Mr. Shen Congwen's book. He described the industrious little people in his hometown with peaceful and indifferent brushstrokes, but it made people feel cordial and memorable.
Sitting on the platform outside the bar, watching the flashing lights between the rivers, the people I miss the most and the happiest things jump out of my heart. "Where did you wake up from the wine tonight, Yang Liuan, the breeze is fading ..." Liuyong Shengshi Qiantang artistic conception reappears in the ancient city of Fenghuang. No wonder when you get to Phoenix, you will be fascinated, you will be fascinated.
Drunk, drunk, the aura of Tuojiang River, colorful water, colorful lights all over the river, strange diaojiao buildings, songs in roadside bars, and cucurbit silk that cries like a natural sound. Phoenix night is alive, so are the people who walk in the phoenix. It is the real life after putting aside the mask and secularity. I am drunk, intoxicated in this deep, free and charming night, coming and going calmly, and my thoughts flying, which is the highest artistic conception of free life.
Sitting on the bus on the way back, I still can't get rid of the night in the ancient city. It is gorgeous without deliberate whitewashing, elegant without affectation, immersed in the night of the ancient city, which makes people forget all the disputes and noises in the world and realize the tranquility and peace of life.