Text/Duan Shuguang
Baihuazhou, not only the name of the beautiful meaning, but also a place that highlights the characteristics of "home spring water, household weeping Yang" spring city everywhere, making people think of it. The surrounding streets and alleys, which are strange and long, paved with bluestone, and have a sense of going back in time, the remnants of the ancient city that collect the true memories of Quancheng, and the clear spring streams that are immersed in ancient culture, are also stirring people's tireless curiosity.
The city is the warmest side of the city, shuttling back and forth in the old streets and alleys that exude a warm atmosphere, touching the green brick and white walls that have changed through the dynasties, and walking into the old-fashioned doors that are wide open or hidden, as if suddenly entering the old time, people can't help but travel through the vast time and space, through the clouds of history, to find the truth of some history.
The changes in Baihuazhou are closely related to the development of Jinan City. According to history, the Hundred Flowers Island of the Song Dynasty was much larger than it is now, and today's pink-walled Dewa, small bridges flowing water, like the east bank of the Jiangnan, were small islands in the water during the Song Dynasty. There are elegant and vulgar feelings in the world. Throughout the ages, there have been many poems depicting Baihuazhou, and many excellent works have been handed down, such as "Maoyu on the banks of Baihuazhou" and "Listening to the rain of Ming Lake outside the window". It is no wonder that in the Ming Dynasty, Hubu Shangshu Biangong, Li Panlong, deputy envoy of Tixue, Wang Xiangchun, and many other celebrities, jinshi wang xiangchun, all used this place as a retreat and no longer placed themselves in Vanity Fair.
The historical and cultural district where Baihuazhou is located is the epitome of the old Jinan City, and the traces of the years are very deep. Generations of people have lived and died here, and some old streets, alleys and old buildings with the imprints of hundreds of years ago still stand in the sun today, and many traditional things in old Jinan have also been inherited. It can be said that every street here has fascinating corners and corners that tempt you to go deeper; every section of the road with some mottled stone slabs retains a memorial to the past, which will lead to a series of meaningful stories or legends. Some of the street talks that have a long history or are real and imaginary have continued to this day, and several of them are anecdotes related to Qianlong, which are widely discussed in the anecdotes.
Slowly bustling but quiet, thick and without losing the charm of the Hundred Flowers Island, the mind seems to be entangled in some past events. In the old days, Qushui Pavilion once hung two pairs of yanglian, and the calligraphy was vigorous and bold. Former link "three rafters huts, two small bridges; a few weeping poplars, a bay of flowing water. "From the talented Zheng Banqiao. Hou Lian "sneaks around in the busy, plays chess to go; quiet in the middle of the trouble, and makes a bowl of tea." It is inextricably linked to Liu Yong's drunken intransigence.
History is lost, many memories are like springs of water, and some things are confused by the age. On the east bank of Baihuazhou today, there is a small stream named "Yuhe Creek", the trail next to the creek is named "Yuhe Lane", and the adjacent courtyard is called "Yuheju". Think of that year, a line in the TV series, the famous Daming Lake in Jinan, also let some people linger in a period of windward shadow affair.
One year, when the delicate lotus buds probed out of the water, Qianlong micro-clothed to swim in Daming Lake, and happened to meet the beautiful and delicate, pure and lovely Summer Rain Lotus, so a bizarre fate left a story with a very fragrant color. The two of them chanted poems and painted together, swinging boats full of water, delicate lotus leaves, singing day and night, and doing their best to be elegant. Some people once said that men and women know each other and are a natural outpouring of human nature, but Qianlong, as a Ming Jun who is praised by the world, how can he tangle with a people's daughter and only want to waste time together? I had to give advice. Liu Yong was ranked in yuanrong, erudite and knowledgeable, and was deeply appreciated by the emperor, but Qianlong had just won the red pink lady how could he let it go. Liu Yong did not tire of his nagging, listening to his ears calloused, very unhappy, helpless to say very much, he thought of finding a step for himself.
The next day, after getting up, Qianlong and Liu Yong came to Qushuiting Street, only to see the stream flowing, the willow wind, the green vine covering the wall, and the moss full of steps. At present, the scenery is not to be disappointed, and the Junchen Creek sits down and drinks together. The wine was slightly drunk, the flowers looked half open, and suddenly, Liu Yong's eyes lit up, and Wangxi started to stay still. It turned out that a beautiful woman in beautiful costume on the shore was plucking the strings with fibrous hands, and the shadow was reflected in the clear stream, which was beautiful and trembling. The beauty of the scenery is gorgeous, and Liu Yong has lost his reservedness and forgotten form. Qianlong smiled, "Ai Qing also loves absolutely beautiful?" Laughing and snickering, his words were full of bitter and mean sarcasm. A taunt made Liu Yong very embarrassed, he knew that he was reasonable, and his embarrassed cheeks were red. After all, Liu Yongfei and other idle people, the brain is absolutely bright, busy shifting their gaze, accompanied by a smiley face said: "The minister is pondering the Yang Lian couplet for Zheng Banqiao, please comment on long live." Immediately, there were words on his lips: "Sneak around in the busy, play chess; take the quiet in the middle of the trouble, and make a bowl of tea." "Seeing elegance in the sentence customs, seeing the customs in the elegant, a little bit of the magic of turning stone into gold, Qianlong hit the festival and applauded."
In fact, this is not an accidental coincidence, but Qianlong's careful arrangement, fuqin girl is Xia Yuhe, Qianlong originally wanted to lead her to meet Liu Yong, who expected Xia Nu to look cute, a smile makes people fall for it, and even makes Liu Yong feel uneasy. Liu Yong sighed, the deep meaning behind it was self-evident, and he had to pretend to be confused and immediately silenced. Without a sense of restraint, Qianlong enjoyed his time.
Xia Yuhe is both beautiful and talented, thinking that trees and leaves cannot always be kept together, and the king's affection is weak, and once lost, he will never come again. She shed tears and used poetry to tell the tenderness of the bone: "The king should be like a rock, and the concubine should be like a grass; the grass is tough as silk, and the rock has no transfer." Qianlong groaned, the words fell into his heart, and immediately expressed his full sincerity, and sent someone to take her to Beijing in the future.
The summer rain rumbled and came and went quickly. The ears were grinding for many days, and the two were on their own sides. The autumn wind blew yellow summer green, Qianlong did not break his word, a parting is the end of the world, do not know the return date, empty beauty secretly hurt, a lifetime can not get rid of the thoughts. "The red face is not old before the old grace is broken, and the reclining kaoru cage sits until the ming." People are gone, the sound is like a look, more than ten years counting the days and looking forward to continuing the good relationship, and finally it is a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water. In the entanglement of great joy and great sorrow, Xia Yuhe was depressed all day long, living like a year, until the last moment of his life, still hoping that the kingdom of heaven could relive the old dream.
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, where to find yesterday's love? A beautiful dream, ending with a flower breaking a branch and a person's intestines broken, provoked the idlers to sigh and feel a lot of nostalgia. Is this the truth? Outside the story, you can only stop at imagination.
Time passes in a hurry, The Hundred Flowers Continent has been inherited to this day, the emperor has long gone, it is difficult to find a trace of beauty, and the past has become a story. Walking into the "Rain Lotus Residence", there are furnishings with a sense of age in the room, which not only reveals a period of distant wind and dust, but also slowly tells people about Jinan's past. There are rumors that the Xia family and the Wang family once shared a nameless spring, and later the Wang family expanded the hospital, and the Xia family took the initiative to give up the spring to the Wang family, which became a beautiful talk. Humility is a virtue passed down from generation to generation by the Chinese people, Qianlong heard it, and specially praised it: one point is clear, two points are white, the five blessings and the same life are extended; more than a hundred springs, more than a thousand waters, and the peace of the four seasons is incorruptible. "Let the fountain of water" is due to this. Although the story is interpreted, it is difficult for people to play it out, but it gives people convenience, self-convenience and many other revelations.
Things change, and history winds through stories. Quehua Bridge is one of Jinan's famous ancient bridges, which originally spanned between Daming Lake and Baihuazhou. Tourists board a boat from Baihuazhou, cross the Quehua Bridge, enter Daming Lake, exit the North Water Gate from the Huibo Building, enter the Xiaoqing River, and go straight to the foot of Mount Hua. Climb the bridge to enjoy the scenery, green willows with smoke, flowers blooming branches, the lake water like a tile sapphire, the lakers shake the boat, the reeds sway with the wind and the slender waist, and the lotus lotus enriches a lake field. As far as the eye can see, Queshan And Huashan are across the Yellow River, the countryside is glowing with green and oily luster, the rice fields and lotus ponds, and the water village farmhouses are all hazy and looming in the clouds and smoke. "Quehua Smoke and Rain" is one of the old eight scenic spots in Jinan, like a landscape painting hanging between heaven and earth, which has enchanted many literati rioters. Zhao Mengfu, a great calligrapher and painter in the Song and Yuan dynasties, painted the "Quehua Autumn Color Map" according to this scene. Later, this amazing treasure turned around several times and became Qianlong's cherished treasure.
A bridge, a story, beautiful scenery and easy to hurt. One day, Qianlong came to Quehua Bridge in a big car, saw the water-colored mountain light and looked picturesque, and his heart was immediately infected. He sent someone to take the "Quehua Autumn Color Map", view the scenery painting, and give poems to express his heart. "Daming is the silver river, what is the matter with the Queqiao Bridge." At the beginning of the autumn moon and spring wind, the white elm should let the willow thousands. Qianlong was inspired by the great hair, and the Quehua Bridge associated with the meeting of the cowherd and the weaver girl on the Milky Way. Not long after the chanting, the jingshi reported that the empress died of illness. "On the amphibious green space, fly back together in the twilight." Looking back at romance, the love of the past has become a memory. Qianlong was annoyed for a while, thinking that this poem brought about inauspiciousness, and responded to the story of the separation of the cowherd and the weaver girl. Bad emotions always have an outlet, and in the midst of high emotions, Qianlong burned his anger to the "Quehua Autumn Color Map" and immediately ordered someone to burn the painting. Qianlong is a man full of poetry and books, who fears culture like a god, after the brazier is brought up, a thought crosses Qianlong's mind, and he suddenly wakes up with a meticulous mind, and he is determined to act arbitrarily based on personal conjecture, and this heirloom treasure will be destroyed in an instant, never appear again, and he will be left behind to curse. Thankfully, it's not too late to wake up! Life comes and goes, meetings are too short, acquaintances are too long. After that, Qianlong still could not forget his nostalgia, let go of his heart, feared sentimentality and sorrow, and never climbed the Quehua Bridge again.
Wandering in the long river of time, the red dust will eventually pass away. Tracing back to the past, how many people's feelings have been dissipated, and how many things in the world are like smoke? Generation after generation of heroes Haojie has become the sky of stars twinkling history, and one by one literati and inkers have turned into the dust of history, while the beautiful scenery in the depths of Hundred Flowers Island time has been telling everything here. As for those anecdotes that are sought after by people, or stories with a certain basis in folklore, they have also been interpreted by those who come here to follow the historical context to explore the past and the present, and to trace the elegance of the predecessors.
April 29, 2022
Duan Shuguang, a native of Jinan, is a member of the Shandong Provincial Prose Literature Association and the Jinan Writers Association. Articles have been published in "Qilu Evening News", "Jinan Times", "Old Friends" magazines, "Yellow Sea Essays" and so on. Qilu Evening News Qingwei signed a supplement writer.
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