There are too many old objects in Wujiang, no matter where you are, it is possible to travel through a long time.
The more often I went to Wujiang, the more middle-aged I became, the more I found myself shallow and even ignorant. I originally thought that Because Wujiang had some kind of coincidental connection with the Western Chu Overlord, it should look strong and strong, at least with strong bones. In fact, it does have the uplift of the table, such as the steep peaks of Zhonghua Mountain, such as the frankness of the Wujiang River, and in the body of the Wujiang River, they are obvious bone and blood.
I once tried to interpret Wujiang from the sense of objectification, like a painter, conceptually exaggerating the expressiveness of lines, in order to distinguish and conform to the perspective of scrutiny. But is Wujiang something that can be reached by the eyes of ordinary people? I was lost in Wujiang, a thousand-year-old town.
When I was in Xia Huang Village, I greeted the village cadres with courtesy and praised this unobtrusive village, but to be honest, I really didn't take it seriously. It is remote and the cottage is flat, like the wrinkled skin of porridge after it has cooled, especially when the name of the village is changed to the king, which I am even more dismissive. However, on November 29, 1636 of the Ming Dynasty, Xu Xiake landed here on a boat and made it famous all over the world. Here I opened the curtains of time, imagining a Ming Dynasty umbrella in the middle of the Strange Mountains, the Si people were gaunt, with the accent of Jiangyin, wind and rain and winter snow, what kind of picture was this: Xia Huangjindu was prosperous, merchants gathered, this 50-year-old poor old man, with no sideburns, he stepped into this strange land, what kind of look in his heart, he may have just caught a pot of hot old wine, a boat that is about to set off, or someone is funding the coiling, someone pointing out the mystery. In short, he must have encountered a reason to hit the tip and stop his feet, otherwise the next Jiang You's travels would not be able to talk about.
From this I concluded that the village was unusual. Is it possible that Xu Xiake is exhausted and here to wield ink or pick up a lamp to read at night? Further, Xia Huang has had various connections with him since then? The more I thought about it, the more I felt the psychedelic and unpredictable nature of this ancient village. The ancient dock is still faintly visible, and the language in the family tree is not clear, is it really a coincidence that the ancient village of a thousand years met Xu Xiake five hundred years later?
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Villages similar to Xia Huang also have The Village of Qianjiang. I remember that the ancient camphor instantly grabbed my heart, and thus opened a secret passage between me and Zou Yuanbiao. It is more like zou Yuanbiao's personality, with hair and whiskers upside down, angry eyes and round eyes, and a resolute gallop. Zou Yuanbiao, a Ming Dynasty flower dish, full of sperm and blood steaming, that posture is thin and cloudy. I looked at the wall floats in The Former River Village, at the granite records, at the curious children and the old man with a calm heart, and I keenly captured that their eyes were all inherited with a kind of light. Slightly docking, I felt that the electric light stone fire was irresistible, I knew, it was the light of the Ming Dynasty's Luling!
If you talk about the important positions of officials, I think liao zhuang in Yuliang Village is second to none. After his death, Liao Zhuang, who was posthumously honored as Shangshu, the emperor not only used public funds to build a shrine for him, but also sent his ministers to Yuliang to mourn and hang, which was rare or even unique in the entire Luling Tomb. Such a fish beam, once upon a time the scenery was infinite, such a Wujiang River, once upon a time grace and glory. I dare not speak here, Shang Shudi wind cyclone, deep in the temple, there seems to be an old man with sleeves and wind in rags, he is looking to the north, wolf smoke is everywhere and the imperial power is weakening, leaving a sigh in vain, I pass by, awe-inspiring!
The territory of Wujiang is not only a combination of styles of the Ming Dynasty. The Nanmu jianzhen dry clouds in Jiaoyuan Village, and the low-lying and brilliant rape flowers of thousands of acres of Maple Ping, which are the warm colors of life, symbolize the instinct of human nature and the luster of the flesh. In addition, there is also spiritual traction, such as the age of Chonggui Temple, and the Chonggui Academy named after it is confusing. Enjiang River exhausted yesterday is today, how many buildings in the smoke and rain. Fortunately, I walked on the banks of the Yinze River, and the sound of reading books came into my ears, was it the aria of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, or the learning and learning of the Classroom of Wujiang Middle School? I can't recognize.
When an ancient town, a thousand-year-old town of Nguyen Thi Kai Ki, was in front of me, I found that I was mentally handicapped or demented. I was once stunned in front of the six unearthed bronzes, those indescribable lines of pattern that spread to my internal organs, and the bronze vessels with the glory of the high-ranking regime were glorious and magnificent in front of me. Within a few feet, a scene of hundreds of officials raising a glass to the meat pond wine forest, I was drunk with them. Six bronze artifacts are shocking, the discovery of the Huanhao site is even more unexpected, and a series of ancient civilizations such as black leather pottery pieces are seen in the sky. Under the guise of time, they are like undercover, lurking underground, collecting codes that can live forever. In contrast, human beings live a humble life, I live a poor life, I can not do such a precipitation, with all kinds of strong desires of the flesh life, is a sinful obstacle. Because it is impossible to do that the five aggregates are empty, and the six dusts are not stained. When killing replaces fairness, possession falls into arrogance, convenience avoids hardship, and everyone is finally a drop in the ocean and dust.
Wujiang Town, a textbook for people to middle age.
About author:Jiang Feng, real name Liu Jianzhong, is a native of Jishui County, Jiangxi Province. He is a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association, the Jiangxi Writers Association, the Jiangxi Provincial Yuelian Society, the deputy director of the Reportage Committee of the Ji'an Writers Association, the member of the Ji'an Calligraphers Association, the chairman of the Jishui County Writers Association, the vice chairman of the Jishui County Calligraphy Artists Association, and the national first-class basketball referee.
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