Chinese painting of the village
Poet Gongfeng from Anhui to bring a stack of Hongcun postcards, do not listen, he revel in the introduction, those who created an attractive landscape of transience, as many hearts among the seeds fall into the memory. From then on, every day they are in growth, every day they are calling: to Hongcun go to Hongcun go!
Today, I finally came to go to this long-awaited Meet.
We wrapped hint of dawn, we insisted on a thin look forward to coming. Hongcun is quiet, and just Yihong clear water and hides to the front of us. I was surprised, how "hidden deep water Xianju first encounter"? Koyanagi guide is very much at home, she said: "This is a mirror, Hongcun remind us: beautiful dirty refused to enter." In all of the pool dressing, I looked at the blossom in the village pond. Water is a quiet, both clear and deep, shore 3322 weeping willows, the silent son of the long probe tip to the surface of the lake, it seems superficial, such as Ziyan shear waves. At this time, the breeze blowing over is never far away, the few groups in the bottom Shu-Yun Xu shift, it's still a Youran gesture. That water is more green, more pure, as if slowly Yang Long, the United States was difficult to separate. We walked from the pool of the Causeway, water days, form a contrast, feeling only a thin line at the foot of hanging in mid-air, trance, the actually do not know heaven and earth. Everywhere you look across the bridge toward standing the past, the fleet has a powder wall gray tiles, wall shading scattered to the throngs, just a few birds flew out of the wall from the horse, flying high and finally disappeared into the dawn light blue. We are so reluctant to part Zuiyan to walk past, into the ink into a picture.
Were years of grinding out Qingguang the foot of the stone paths are still an extension of Lane is narrow, both sides of the residential sequential dependencies, there are no high-rise buildings, to a second floor for more. 7 Po eight bends to go on, do not know is where I do not know where to go. We did not meet You Zhisan stays the same girl as the clove, but in a water port on it to see the village women are Huanxi. She squatted there, from the out side of a bamboo basket inside a clothes, dipped the water, and then calmly wash with. Tuo Tuo very rhythmic sound of the hammer clothing, from the deep to the alley issue, like the flute in the rhyme. At this point, I am surrounded by the quiet is not only not been smashed, but is even more than just the. "Tonamiyama more quiet," is writing the mountain scenery, where the taste of a similar conception can be regarded as destined by. Static is more quiet, and also adding to a history from the depths of antiquity. I asked her softly, this is where呀? Her smile Yingying told us: cow intestines Yeah, you are moving it in bovine intestinal. Phrase awoke dreamer, but now suddenly remembered it to look for their own type of ancient villages in Southern Anhui cattle. So, village lake is tripe, and we fall in. out from the tripe. This design is really nature's intricate ah! With this magic, we have accelerated the pace, because we are going to visit "cow stomach", said Chen Kaige's "Temptress Moon" was filmed there.
"Cow stomach" as the stone pond, was half-moon shape, is located in the village, surrounded by the ancient home surrounded by. Ying-Ying 1 of water, the level of like mirror. It took the villagers returned to a lovely name: marsh month. On marsh around, is still a curved slate path, gurgling clear water, but a deeper alley, and ancient customs of the more Soon. Brick wall with one side face Jiusi Xiecha inn strokes flag's costume dress villagers come and go, almost every door open, if they so wish, you can casually walk in Probe into visit to Cuba, and asked the wind conditions. Hubei Province in the South River, there is a "to the text study hall", also known as South Lake College. Readily Nianqi set of bookmarks, each engraved with poems are painted wood. Deeper impression is that the Qing Dynasty Tong Wang Wen's "South Lake in Early Spring": endless drizzle Enriching the soil wet, when the smell of water bu Gean; willow knit the brows with peach laughingly, Yi Bian Yin Guo painting Nishi. There are a number of ancient antique cupboard and travel goods, look at this Qiaona, naturally not put it down, to feel the way back is difficult to mention only endure but must sell.
We are down at Sunset Hill, Ray Kong, where old trees Emerald, broad vision. With the Xianbu in the narrow village lane is different and will experience another round of blooming. Housing for the cows who are the bridge feet, South Lake Creek for the belly is the intestine, Koyanagi said, here is the tree for the mountain to Ngau Tau Kok. Standing height, overlooking the village, LOFTY, we were such a set of natural scenery and cultural harmony in style in one shocked by this rare in the world of imagination and design enchanted. Chinese paintings of the countryside, history and reality complement each other, that flow, that cohesion, that thick, that faint, everything is beautiful and comprehensive. Then I suddenly felt that the vertical is a 1000 pen-like 10000 can not be drawn out here is exciting, it would borrow Shixian Li Bai's "Little Peach" as the end of this article: Yi Xian small Taoyuan, haze between Barry. Vegetation is mostly soul, man is still the ancient code of dress.
Author: yuhai850
