Whether you have seen the covered bridge or those who have never seen the covered bridge, they will feel that the covered bridge is a beautiful dream, a dream belonging to the south of the Yangtze River, with a romantic encounter, ancient and poetic. The stories that once happened on the covered bridge have been forgotten and pursued. I always feel that people who have a covered bridge plot in their hearts must have a story in the past, and there are also times when long dreams can't be grasped.
Before arriving in Taishun, I heard that there are two "most beautiful covered bridges in the world" in the Covered Bridge Cultural Park in Sixi Town, Taishun, Zhejiang, known as the "Sister Bridge" Beijian Bridge and Xidong Bridge. These two covered bridges are beam-braided wooden arcade bridges, with simple shape and exquisite structure, both of which belong to the national key cultural relics protection units and are the "living fossils" of China's covered bridges. In 2009, the traditional construction techniques of wooden arch bridges were included in the "List of Intangible Cultural Heritage of Mankind in Need of Urgent Protection" by UNESCO.
"Go Taishun, everything will go smoothly". The ancient Chinese saying is auspicious. The name Taishun, with its natural blessings, highlights the peace and security of the country and the people.
I arrived in Wenzhou, Zhejiang Province from Xiangyang, Hubei Province, and in order to adapt to the time and arrange for the event, I took a long-lost green car, remembering Mu Xin's slow past: "The car, horse, and mail are slow, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime." "I slept soundly in a rickety green car at night, arrived in Jinhua South in the morning, and then took the high-speed train to Wenzhou. Just to meet the covered bridge in my heart. Maybe thousands of years ago, I was destined for the cause and effect of fate, and I had an involuntary attachment to the covered bridge.
In the Covered Bridge Cultural Park in Sixi Town, I met the most beautiful covered bridges in the world, Xidong Bridge and Beijian Bridge.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was as dark as evening, dark clouds were rolling overhead, and the wind was raging on Qiongzhi, and before the scenery could be enjoyed, a heavy rain poured down. Quickly run into the corridor house on the Xidong Bridge, see the raindrops of the bean size fall sharply instantly, the blue gray tile, the thick gray sky, the wind comes, the light gray rain silk is like spring smoke in the heaven and the earth, outside the waterfront covered bridge, has been lingering like a veil of rain. The silk rain of the covered bridge brings out the classical charm of the south of the Yangtze River. Xidong Bridge is combined with the largest waterfront hall in southern Zhejiang, and the cultural precipitation is rich. For many years, people have come and gone on the covered bridge, and under the long sky, how many personnel changes have been made, and stories have been reincarnated. Like today's green and white memory, the eaves and corners of the raindrops hang like chains, and the covered bridge blocks all the invasions for me. I think this is the most romantic encounter in spring. The heavy rain stopped, leaving a quiet tranquility and a gradually opening world after the rain, and at the end of the covered bridge, there was a verdant green in the April day of the world.
On the left side of the bridge head of Beijian Bridge is a 1,200-year-old camphor tree, and on the right is a 1,000-year-old black tree tree. The thousand-year-old camphor is connected with the branches and leaves of the black tree, forming a beautiful picture. The distant mountains opened, the clouds were steaming, and a woman in white came slowly from the depths of the bridge, and the twilight golden color dyed the twilight of Taishun with a mesmerizing warm color. There are a few open windows on the rustic wooden building, facing the beautiful wooden arch of the arc of the Beijian Bridge, and the two thousand-year-old trees outside the window are covered with greenery, which makes me forget the fatigue of the journey, and even affectionately think that there is a window for me to open, and there is a person who will wait for me.
Taishun in the dream, the covered bridge in the dream, I felt her breath at close range, felt the wind blowing from the covered bridge, blowing the indifferent coolness of the heart, the night was four, the gorgeous light show brightened the night of the covered bridge, the moment the bright light and shadow danced, we walked across the piano bridge in turn, the cool stream gradually overflowed the ankles, laughing and bantering, this encounter and turn, will become a memory worth talking about in our lives.
A beautiful holiday is all in Lang Radon, Taishun, and will not disappoint anyone who has passed through her life. We see mountains, water, and bridges, light like songs, and peaceful like dreams.
Source: Temperature News Client (Contributed by: Taishun Covered Bridge-Radon Spring National Tourist Resort)