Don't leave your home, always on the way
Text | Zhao Baitian
Preface
I often think that good words in this world are all about digging into something. Uncle Li surveyed the red dust, so there are "outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, outside the sunset mountain", Shi Tiesheng surveyed life and death, so there is "Me and the Temple of Earth", Hu Lancheng surveyed lust - it may also be a deeper addiction, so there is "This Life and This World". The layman who can't find anything can only bury his head in the road.
Yasunari Kawabata's novel "Snow Country" begins with the words: "After passing through the long tunnel, there is Snow Country in front of you. "As a teenager, I was fascinated by the glimmer of light at the end of the darkness. In my opinion, that's the oriental aesthetic and style. Another year, I went to Xining, and brought a copy of Chen Quzhen's "Dream of Wild Dust" to read on the road, the book was written about the experience of leading troops to Tibet before the Republic of China, and also wrote about a Tibetan girl Xiyuan who fell in love with him, followed him all the way, and finally returned to Xi'an after all difficulties, but died. I often read the private letters that Shen Congwen wrote to his girlfriend Zhang Zhaohe while wandering in the Yuanshui. Reading such words, I always feel that they are all very serious people who are in a hurry, and on the way, they can settle down everywhere.
When I was young, I said through my fellow countryman Wang Yangming, "Geography is the core of my memory." When I spoke of geography, it was "the question of departure, arrival, homesickness, nostalgia, and the sense of belonging during the journey." They form a complex, dense web that is an important part of a person's growth and self-identification.
How I miss those moments of travel, "everywhere there is a time when the autumn wind blows in my heart". A flash of inspiration made the vicissitudes of the four o'clock, and the sea in his chest was like electricity, and he became enlightened. What a wonderful moment it was, every word sat in the reality of the world, and the messy things also returned to their places one by one in the order between heaven and earth, like the starry sky overhead, but there was great beauty in the wordsless.
It's like Wallace Stevens finding that "Tennessee jar" to rearrange the messy wilderness and mountains. "The wilderness rises up to the altar, and prostrates on all sides, and is no longer desolate. ”
The Zen master of the Rinzai sect has a side, "do not leave the house on the way", a tree and a cloud on the way can be home. He also has a saying, "Leaving home is not on the way", leaving home, there is no journey to speak of, life is a long journey.
I am not attached, nor neglectful, and I seem to have learned to walk until I was fifty years old. There is a saying, "Do not leave the house, always on the way, on the way, the house, touch everywhere to meet". The same meaning is confirmed by my favorite historian, Fernand Braudel: "It is a temptation to leave your homeland without actually leaving home, a pleasure born of a wanderlust." ”
Yanyun: "People come from Mingzhou, but they go to Lushan." "The place where I live now used to be called Mingzhou.
1. Xianghu Lake
When I went to Yue Wangcheng, it was raining heavily. The rain is like an arrow, hitting the surface of the lake, and the figure is indistinguishable more than ten steps away. The shadow on the lake, only a trace of the long causeway like light ink, and a boat-shaped building in the distance. More than 2,000 years ago, this place was the ancient battlefield of the war between Wu and Vietnam. The sound of the wind and rain also seems to carry the spirit of soldiers.
The origin of Xiaoshan is said to be like this: the Yue King Goujian was defeated, retreated into this realm, climbed the mountain, looked around Xiao Ran, and few of the old brothers who came out came back, so it was named Xiaoshan.
The hundred-meter-high city mountain in front of you is an ancient castle in the ancient Yue Kingdom. There is a square in front of the mountain, and the columns, stone squares, and steps are all newly built. The rain is too big, and a section of the city wall of the ruins of the Yue Wangcheng has to be seen from afar, and the horse washing pond, the Buddha's eye spring, and the ancient road behind the mountain, those places where many legends have grown, are separated by the rain and cannot take a step closer.
It's okay to see the lake.
Sang Jun showed me the lake. It was a lake in early winter last year. She once accompanied her family here and took a few photos, but she liked it so much. I looked at it, sure enough, at first glance it looked like West Lake, the mountains and trees were shrouded in mist, they were all empty, and the lines were refined like a Mingren sketch. I suspect she was dealt with with with a mobile phone app. Sang Jun seemed to be succumbed to this lake, saying that this lake was so beautiful.
But I seem to like the lake in front of me even more. The wind and rain, the vastness, the sky and the water, the mountains and the trees, there is no covering, and there is no turn. It is no longer a sketch, but a hearty landscape of the Song and Yuan dynasties. "The rain crosses the source of the river and looks at it from the next seat", is my favorite Li Yishan's famous sentence, and the previous sentence, "See you at the bottom of the sea when the stars sink to the bottom of the sea", it's okay. The stars sink and the rain passes, and one look at each other, and one sinks and one sees, as in the present. Some people say that Li Shi writes about trysts between men and women, and in my opinion, it is really a moment of connection with the spirit of heaven and earth.
Xianghu, can you give me such a moment?
Speaking of the Song and Yuan Dynasty meteorology of this lake, it is because of its vastness. But he didn't admit that this lake was really built by a Song man. It was in the second year of the reign of Emperor Hui of the Song Dynasty, that is, in 1112 AD.
That person's name is Yang Shi.
I always wonder what this has to do with the Hunan people? Yang Shi, a native of Fujian, was a jinshi in the ninth year of Xining (1076), first in Liuyang, Hunan, and then to Yuhang and Xiaoshan in Zhejiang, Renzhi County.
He was a disciple of the Northern Song Dynasty physicist Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao said that he was smart and understood quickly, "Yang Jun is the easiest to understand." He also said that he was full of self-confidence, and no one could control it. He returned to the south after learning, Cheng Hao sent him away, and said with emotion: "I am in the south!" That mood, Wang Yangming hundreds of years later got Wang Gen, which is comparable to that.
After Cheng Hao's death, Yang Shi ran to Luoyang and threw himself under Cheng Hao's younger brother Cheng Yimen, the famous allusion "Cheng Men Lixue" tells his story. What is said is that one day, he and his classmate You Xing went to Cheng's Mansion to seek advice, and happened to meet Cheng Yi to sit and take a nap, and the two stood and waited. At that time, it was snowing heavily, and when Cheng Yi woke up, the snow had already fallen a foot deep, and the two pious disciples had already become snowmen. A story that is still unusually warm and beautiful when I think about it to this day.
When Yang Shi came to serve as Xiaoshan Ling, he must have remembered Wang Anshi, a Jiangxi native who came to Mingzhou, Zhejiang Province to serve as Yin County Commander more than 30 years ago. Wang Jiefu was a famous minister, and later became the ultimate ruler, and initiated a change with the support of Shenzong. When Yang Shi first entered his career, this political old man had already left his post and lived in Jiangning under the attack of the opposition. If he wanted to stand in line, Yang Shi and his teacher were both opponents of Xining's reforms, but this did not prevent him from taking Wang Anshi at the time of governing Yin as a model for his life. In the autumn of the seventh year of Qingli (1047), Wang Anshi spent more than half a month inspecting the water conservancy of various townships in Yinxian County, and then dredged Dongqian Lake and built many ponds and dams in various townships.
More than 80 miles around this lake, the lake area is 40,000 acres, "Xiaoshan County Chronicles" said that Yang Shi commanded this project for the Yi Lingshi, "the manager is a general affairs, the ruling is like a stream", it can be seen that he is also a capable official. After the lake was built, he remembered Xiaoxiang, where he used to be an official, and the name Xianghu Lake was also a sustenance.
There are eight scenes in the lake in the past, what the evening bell, what the song, about the literati of later generations to wear and chisel, I just remember a kiln smoke at the foot of the mountain, it is said that after the lake is built, the clay at the bottom of the lake has become a good material for burning pottery, the people by the lake are mostly engaged in making pottery, the kiln field around the lake is lined up, at the twilight hour, at the foot of the mountain by the lake, the kiln smoke is ethereal, such as an empty fantasy. There is no kiln smoke on a rainy day, so I think the kilns here are all closed now.
After leaving Zhejiang, Yang Shi was called by Song Huizong as a secretary Lang, became a Beijing official, and later was repeatedly promoted. Judging from some of the current affairs notes he wrote to the authorities, he discussed the tea law, the salt law, border affairs, and the military system, and made many suggestions on the economic and military policies of the late Northern Song Dynasty. In the fourth year of Jianyan in the Southern Song Dynasty (1130), he resigned and returned to his hometown to study his theory of sexuality.
Although he entered the officialdom as a physicist descended from the "Second Cheng" and spent his whole life studying the science of the mind, what he faced was always the world of people. Within the political structure, he has been a county magistrate of herdsmen, an opponent of the new law, and a close minister of the emperor, and he has never lived in a transcendent world of mystery and mystery. From this person, we can know that Chinese philosophy has always been a philosophy in the world.
His knowledge was inherited by Zhu Xi and other latecomers, and the lake he left behind in Xiaoshan has been left behind for thousands of years.
In the rain, the boat-shaped building on the edge of the lake is the museum of the ruins of the cross-lake bridge. I know that the night moon across the lake is also in the old eight scenes, but when I look at it in the rain, the bridge seems to be hidden in the water vapor and disappears.
I quickly learned why the museum was the shape of a houseboat. The main collection of the museum is a canoe from a prehistoric era. This boat was discovered by the archaeology of the Neolithic site of the Cross-Lake Bridge, about 8,000 years ago.
There are also rice, tea seeds, and pottery pots unearthed, but my eyes are already glued to this wooden boat from ancient times.
A week ago, Xie Youshunjun, who accompanied him to Guangzhou, had just gone to see the Hemudu ruins 7,000 years ago. I have always felt that an imagination of prehistoric civilization is like swimming across an uninhabited water, which is a challenge to people today. Seeing these 8,000-year-old ancient boats, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, this water area is too deep and too wide.
All we can imagine is a world with words. Even in the world, even this imagination is no longer possessed.
But in Xiaoshan, as long as you have enough good luck, you can still encounter a moment that connects the ancient and modern, and connects the spirit of heaven and earth. Because there are mountains in the Spring and Autumn Period, lakes in the Song Dynasty, and an ancient boat in ancient times.
2. Fang Yan Ji
In the past, Yu Dafu went to Fangyan from Jinhua, not only for the prosperity of the incense of Hugong Temple, but also for the quiet scenery here. Yu Dafu is an article, such as chewing old ginger, the bitter taste is the majority, only this "Fangyan Ji Jing", writing landscapes, customs, and Song Confucian habits, there is calm air throughout the text, and it is an outlier in his anthology.
The upper rock, first through the town of Zhiying. This is also the route that Yu Dafu walked back then, and even the stone pavilion that collapsed in the barren grass at the bottom of the mountain also entered Yu Dafu's eyes. This made me feel that eighty years was not far away, and it seemed as if he had only come yesterday, or that he was a pilgrim who was climbing the mountain in a sedan chair beside him.
Zhiying, the earliest name of Guantian, is the place of the official army of the Jin Dynasty, because there is Ganoderma lucidum produced in the meantime, Ming Yongle is changed to this name. In fact, Zhiying also has an old name, Runan County, which is an ancient place name in Shangcai, Henan, which has been transferred to this place, and it is also the unforgettable homeland of the wealthy families of the Central Plains who moved here at the turn of the two Jin Dynasty. At this time, Yu Dafu said that there are thousands of residents, and most of them should have surnames. I paid special attention to the genealogy, the Ying family has lived here for more than a thousand years, and their distant ancestors can be traced back to Ying Zhan, the general of Zhennan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
When passing through the town, I deliberately went to the half-sided street where Yu Dafu parked a sedan car to buy oil paper to make rain gear. The entrance of the street is narrow, there is a half-moon-shaped small square in the middle, and there are many shops on both sides of the street, which concentrate the traditional craftsmen of Yongkang who make hardware utensils, including iron, copper, tin, silver, nail scales, and pots, and those utensils are placed with a metal calm luster. Yongkang's small hardware craftsmanship originated from the Eastern Jin Dynasty and was promoted by alchemy in the Southern Dynasties. Yongkang is located in the Jinqu Basin, the field is less dense, the Republic of China, the craftsmen here carry the family to go out to make a living, close to Jinhua, Quzhou, as far as Shangrao, Nanchang, are their toiling figures. The poet used to strike iron in his early years, saying that this street was also a labor market in those years, and the proprietors wanted to hire craftsmen, and they all went to Banmian Street to look for them.
Ancient post, Yizhuang, Taoist temple, academy, ancestral hall, so that this thousand-year-old town still retains strong traces of traditional Chinese society in appearance. In particular, there are more than 50 ancestral halls that have been well preserved so far. The ancestral hall of the small sect, the Siwen Ancestral Hall, etc., are all built in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the water mill blue bricks, the outline beam relief, all have a grand appearance, fine workmanship. In traditional China, the imperial power is not lower than the county, and it can maintain the traditional China for 2,000 years, and the clan system is of great merit. These ancestral halls used to be the highest level buildings in the ancient town, where all the major activities in the daily life of the people were held here, such as worshipping the ancestors and respecting the ancestors, admonishing the children, urging the completion of the grain, and stopping the lawsuit and preventing the thief.
The descendants of the Ying family, who rose in the late Qing Dynasty, are both related to foreign affairs, one is Ying Baoshi, who was Su Song Taidao and had Li Hongzhang's special folding, and the other is Ying Zuxi, who was the counselor of the embassy in Spain. In such a traditional hinterland, there are children who are at the forefront of the times, which is also a rendering of the world's style, but it also proves that Chinese culture has its own endless power. The former residence of Ying Zuxi is a mixed structure of bricks and wood in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, the bell tower of the heavy eaves rest mountain, the courtyard style, the upper and lower two floors, the hard mountain top, the flowers and birds carved in the doors and windows, the flower arch and other places, the knife technique is subtle, and the heart is happy to see it.
In an ancestral hall in the town—there are so many ancestral halls that I really can't remember it—I drank rock tea, ate Yongkang's locally produced baked buns and wontons, and headed towards Fang Yan's feet. Eighty years ago, Yu Dafu climbed the mountain, saying that the stone steps are dense and steep, circling around, and it takes an hour to go up, because he walked on the front mountain. We walked the back mountain (the front door is under repair), the mountain path is quiet, the birds chirp, there is a flute can be heard, the journey up the mountain is much shorter, but Yu Dafu said that the Yanxia Street is too late to see, I think that when the incense was prosperous, these people who relied on Hugong Temple to eat, business was good, and life was rich.
Hu Gongshi has his own person, that is, Hu Ze in the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty. In the 11th century A.D., in a great drought in the south, Hu Ze asked the imperial court to exempt all parts of the Jiangnan from money, and to give leniency to officials when he was an official, so after his death, people in many places set up temples to worship. Hu is a native of Yongkang, and he has studied in Fangyan, so the temple is called authentic here. But even if the status of Wenchen in the Song Dynasty was extremely high, and after his death, the folk called him "the Great Emperor" was also arrogant, and it was really strange that he had not seen an official ban for hundreds of years. It is said that Emperor Hu Gong was extremely effective, which is why it has attracted pilgrims to the mountain for hundreds of years.
Come up from the back mountain, pass through a very steep peak gate, that is, the heavenly street, and a slightly wide stone path. The top of the hill is flat, the forest is thick, and it is also lovely. Hu Gong Temple is on the other side of Heavenly Street. The temple gate is built on the mountain, the inside is extremely wide, I see the face of the enshrined Hu Gong, that is, the common appearance of civil officials on the comic strips, but there is more compassion and kindness. Presumably, people always make idols according to their ideals. On the west side of the heavenly street, there is a cliff, the pen stands hundreds of meters, the big vine hangs down, the word "thousand people pit" is written on the stone next to it, but there is a book, it is said that when Fang La falls into Yongkang, the villagers take refuge on the top of the mountain, the chaotic soldiers climb the vine and sneak attack, the mountain cuts the vine rope, and there are many people who fall off the cliff and die. In the troubled times, secluded as Fang Yan, it is difficult to escape the military disaster, even if there is a miracle emperor, it is not blessed.
From Yongkang to Zhiying fifty miles, from Zhiying to Fangyan another twenty miles, seventy or eighty miles, it is also to see the mountain. Fangyan's mountain, really is majestic, Yu Dafu said that "the cliff is steep, two or three hundred zhang high", there is no exaggeration. From the observation deck on the top, the mountains on all sides are almost columnar, the mountain body from top to bottom, the general thickness, plus a cone-shaped mountain top, such as a huge tent, but also like a forest of grain. "The waist of the peak is just a layer of sandstone rock walls, which can be seen but cannot be climbed", Yu Dafu has a text here, and any depiction is poor. This kind of huge rock, I have seen in the mountains, only the wild goose is comparable to the difference, if there is a painter to write the scene, only the oil painting side can hold it, Yu Dafu said that the Chinese painting of the mountain point stone kung fu, no matter what kind of wrinkles, there is a place not to go, it is indeed the jargon that people who have been to Fangyan can say.
Lingyan also went, it was an extremely deep cave, almost across the mountain. There is a statue of Guanyin on the top of the mountain, which is newly molded, and the lines are not very flexible. Where there are caves, there must be religion and philosophy, and the one I love, or the latter, is not far from here, at the foot of Shou Mountain, where the Wufeng Academy is located.
The hole, like a clam mouth open, is also like a covered boat buckled under the cliff, Yu Dafu said "warm in winter and cool in summer, red dust is not enough" place. There are several large tables in the cave, drinking tea and talking, and they don't feel cramped and noisy. A fine spring sprinkled on the top, continuous all year round, is blown away by the wind, and the sound of gurgling water is always tireless. The quiet pool in front of the cave, reflecting the sky that has been squeezed by the five peaks and become shrinking, the birds, the flowing clouds, the green trees, the red flowers, are all in the water mirror within reach, "looking up at the small sky, the birds do not fly, looking at the five peaks, the blue and purple are speechless", the kind of great and deep silence that moved Yu Dafu 80 years ago, I also tasted it, but I don't know which one is the five peaks that are covered on all sides like a curtain, the huge thick, the waterfall, the peach blossom, the covered kettle, and the rooster singing?
Wufeng Academy, Xueyi Zhai, Lize Pond, Zhu Xi, Ye Shi, Lu Donglai, Chen Liang and other Song Confucians from time to time to make these places are all on the other side of this cave, made by the mountain, no rafters and no tiles, and do not invade the wind and rain. Yu Dafu said, don't look at the mountains and rivers of Jinhua, don't know the painstaking efforts of Song Confucian, they borrow the cave as a lecture hall, most of them want to borrow the power of nature to suppress human desires, but I look at the real scholars, their natural machine is also unrestrained, the academy, Xueyi Zhai is cold, to the east step out of dozens of natural culverts, listen to the wind and waterfalls, look at the clouds and trees, but also the fun of the thinker.
In 1938, the Japanese army invaded Zhejiang, and the Zhejiang Provincial Government, under the leadership of Huang Shaohong, the provincial chairman, moved into Shanyan, where Wufeng Academy was located, to avoid the bombing of the Japanese army until 1942. Huang Shaohong painted the exposed office building black and brown, which not only disguised itself as the same color as the mountain, but also showed that he did not forget the national shame. In front of the cave, there is a commemorative stone monument for the southward relocation of the provincial capital, which was not seen when Yu Dafu came in the autumn of 1932.
I came down to the mountain and stayed in Yongkang for two days, and went to see ancient villages such as Houwu, Dachen, and Tangli. Those are all villages scattered on the plains, changing the scenery step by step, beautiful everywhere, good aftertaste. Tangli Ancient Village, inhabited by the descendants of Sun Quan during the Three Kingdoms, there is a squire named Sun Xiaoxian, in 1927 in his hometown opened the same bookstore, with wood and lithograph printing account books, textbooks, to 1938 Zhejiang Provincial Government moved west, the printing business of the bookstore to the peak. I searched for a long time to see the printing machines and books of that year, but the villagers told me that I could not find a single physical object. This reminds me again of the role of the clan system and the gentry in traditional Chinese society, as the cornerstone and the inheritors of civilization, maintaining the context and order of traditional Chinese society below the county level. As soon as the squire died, the crowd was everywhere, and these eight characters can almost be seen as a sketch of the history of the 20th century.
3. Wenling Ji
Standing at the bottom of the hill, I smelled the sea. You can't see the sea, it's miles away. The sky in the middle of summer, before it rains, is leaden gray with a hint of yellow. There was a bit of a fishy sweet cloudiness in the air. Then when I climbed the mountain, there was a sudden wind, as if a crack had opened in a tightly closed house.
This is the remnant vein of North Yandang Mountain, about 200 meters high, on the map, it is identified as "Wenling Changyu Tongtian". "Jiaqing Taiping County Chronicles, Diyu III" contains: "Yu is not very big and the most famous, and Shicang, Huangjian or collectively referred to as Changyu. "It gets its name from the fact that the mountains are undulating and resemble a long and narrow island in the sea. I came here to see a quarry that lasted for more than 1,000 years, a huge workshop that was mined from the Northern and Southern Dynasties through the Song and Yuan dynasties to the late Qing Dynasty.
It is not as desolate as you might expect a ring volcano. It is now as peaceful as it was promised. The mountains are as quiet as sorrow, and the mountain roads are empty. The huge stone pools filled with water on the side of the road are as clean as the eyes that have just opened. But this only surprised me slightly, and surprised me with the beauty here. On the side of the road, I saw the drum stone and a dragon pillar in front of the old yamen of the original Taiping County, which was hidden among the trees, and it was the old thing in the Ming Dynasty, almost intact.
Then it went down to the belly of the mountain.
When you reach the top of the mountain, look for a cave entrance, and go down step by step by the narrow stone steps on the stone wall, and the more you go forward, the greater the realm. The caves are connected to each other, and the scenery is changed step by step. Looking up at the sky like the mouth of the altar above, it has descended to more than 100 meters. It turned out that this huge quarry was actually in the belly of the mountain. It turns out that this entire mountain has been hollowed out by craftsmen for more than 1,000 years. The scenery of the stone left by taking the stone according to the situation is like an ancient bell, or such as a covered pot, or like a barrel wall, or like a giant beast, in a thousand forms. Some of them are isolated, some are connected, some are overlapped, and some are side by side, deep and tortuous, majestic and dangerous. The tuff in the tong is cut into a corridor, the skylight is in the headspace, and the stone frame is suspended, which is cascading and unpredictable, just like a labyrinth of rocks.
Since the Northern and Southern Dynasties, more than 1,000 years, thousands of grottoes of different shapes. In order to prevent rain erosion and hardening of the stone, the openings are very small, and there is a hole in the inside, which is unfathomable. The axe has cut through the neat stone wall, and the wooden wedges on the wall, the surnames and piece numbers vaguely engraved on the stone, as if the quarrymen had all gone to rest, and with a hula, they would tinkle and work again.
Those who chisel stones, those who carry stones, they are all those who carve shadows into stones. Their figures once swayed in the dim light of the cave. Jin people, Tang people, Yuan people, Song people, Ming people, Qing Dynasty people. The superposition of generations of labor has created this grotto. The stone walls, cave roofs, stone steps, and every crevice in the stone here are covered with their palm prints, sweat, and blood stains.
The stones that were quarried out of the mountains went in all directions along the waterways, and what houses did they build into, and which buildings did they become the foundations of the walls? If the stones had a memory, what kind of history would it be? And the people of a party lived on the silver earned by these blood and sweat. From generation to generation, to the present day.
Like a casual reader, I was intimidated. What struck me was not the creation of nature, but the ubiquitous traces of handiwork, traces of labor. From these traces, I saw a great culture built by daily life, and smelled the breath of the handicraft era that has drifted to this day.
Walking out of the cave, there was still a clanging quarrying sound in my ears, which came from the Ming and Qing dynasties and the earlier Song and Yuan dynasties.
Then I went to see Shitang, an old fishing market town, where the dawn of the new millennium first rose. The most seen here is still stone. "Taizhou Mansion Chronicle" also recorded in this way: "The pond is built with mud and less stone, but this pond is built with stone, so it is the general name of the whole island." "Most of the houses and roads in the town are also built with the rise and fall of the terrain, stone houses, stone streets, stone alleys, and stone steps, which really looks like a stone pond!
The sea is still closed for fishing, and the fierce sunlight is shining directly on the empty sea, and the heat is pressing. At the fishing port, several fishing boats are being repaired, and several dark-skinned welders are operating, welding sparks. After watching the road along the island in the car, I retreated to a private inn by the sea to read a copy of the 80s edition of "The Peony Pavilion" in the 80s of the 20th century.
The most seen stones are still in a small village under the stone pond, Lizhen Village. It originally belonged to the town of Keshan, but after the establishment of this town was revoked, it was incorporated into Shitang. It is located in the inner side of the mountain, and the sea hangs on three sides in the east, west and north, so it is also called the inner basket. "There are mountains, wrapped layer by layer, so it is called a hoop. It is divided into two layers inside and outside, so it is called the outer hoop and the inner hoop. "That's what the town chronicles say.
The first Chen family from Fujian settled here and multiplied for more than 100 years. Some of the current customs in the village are still in the Fujian area. In the 19th year of the Republic of China (1930), the "Records of Chen's Bu Yuan" said that a merchant named Chen Helong was the richest here, his ancestors migrated from eastern Fujian, and Chen's grandfather, "the first fishing boat", and by the time of Chen Helong, "the third generation was rich when he was able to operate shipping". After Chen Helong made a fortune, he built a mansion made of almost all stones by the sea, "looking at the fishing boats and sailing sand birds from afar, all of them are in front of Chen, and there is a small garden, "the facilities are appropriate, so I feel that the grass has the meaning of forgetting worries, the flowers contain the appearance of interpretation, the fish are affectionate and listen to the piano, and the birds are interested in chasing wine." The small garden of the endowment of the letter does not yet have this happy place."
At this time, it was already evening, and the westerly sun shone on the stacked stone houses like fish scales, and at the turning point of the stone wall, the black and white, and the pots of flowers in the stone flower windows were rejuvenated at the summer dusk. At that moment, this small stone village by the sea resembles a scene from an old European movie. The moon is slowly rising over the hills and villages, and the world is speeding down, what will this small village that has sunk to the bottom of the night look like?
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