Walking Xitang
Spring water, the town of Tang and Song dynasties, the Ming and Qing architecture, modern, and this is the Xitang.
March 9. Where a sunny early spring morning, in the Shanghai South Railway Station ticket windows on the 6th of 8 yuan to spend good money for the train to Jiashan began the weekend Xitang town trip. Post 47 train punctuality 8:33 distribute cars were mostly from Shanghai, all ages, small groups, endless fun. Alone to select a window seat (in this casual ride the train), and enjoyed the scenery, the fields of rape has been opened, and yellow eyes of a film from the passing, nice to feel the spring!
After Chunshen, Xinqiao, Songjiang, Shihudang, New Bang, Fengjing these small station, the train arrived at 9:45 Jiashan railway station, a station, walk 5 minutes to Jiashan bus station to the CMB Xitang A few minutes later there is a group of car fare 3.5 yuan, and soon boarded the bus bound for Xitang, the road to see a lot of wood companies, it seems that side of the wood processing industry quite well developed. About half an hour later, the car Guailiaogewan drove to a street, stopped at a Shanghai NGS opposite Xitang up.
Long period of walking slowly to the streets of town to see the roadside attractions on the introduction, quick glance, but also no concept of what is still considered Zouna bar, about 5 minutes later went to the spot has been Guolemalu see the white walls of the ancient Mexican top residential areas, into a narrow little alley, thinking it would not be stone skin get it? Can not see the mark Yeah, do good or ill is also scenic spots, and my heart still muttering do not see how the town entrance and ticket sales points, ah, strange! Let it go. Come to the end of the alley, back saw a locked door that reads, "West Park", and then further perspective, a small footbridge across the street to understand, and would definitely be a wealthy family, remember the ancient city of Lijiang, a wooden palace are also such a bridge crossing the street. Out of the alley to see a lot of shops on both sides of the alley, in the sale with the local Bazhen cake and Fen Zhengrou, I walk along the alley, turn left into a side of the bridge Under the bridge there is a small pavilion, which filled the cool shade people. To the bridge, TU, yes, seeing the landscape of rivers and lakes, the new Willow River swaying slightly with the wind, verdant verdant, river Dangzhao shed Ukrainian ship, shore old Zhaizi patchwork, but in both eaves hanging a string of red lanterns, I believe that some good night.
Under the bridge only to find the bridge called the Bridge show ring. In order to escape the brigade's tour, I walked to the left, Yao did not see a house just a few steps, his face warm smile of the hostess greeted me in to visit, tickets 3 yuan, Jiao Liaoqian into small alleys, into an old Zhaizi, mistress seven-year-old daughter as my guide, she sounds innocent children explain the seriousness of the house furnishings, end, I said, you casually take pictures bar on Paochuquwan, and Oh, in the end is the child very cute! Himself alone in the feeling of what share of ancient feeling, Yao house on the left and continue to ramble. In order not to miss a number of local attractions, I decided to buy a joint ticket 30 yuan to 11 here, because people do not want to squeeze in the heap, so the 11 spots to see the very casual, jumping around, so that down the way the whole town to go very familiar, as repeated many times in the same way.
When lunch is over, came to the bridge has ever been Laifeng wine, fasting, and exactly one empty table, facing the river to sit down and look around a circle a half-day did not see what the boss, then take a rest before it, this is also the morning I stroll Dry Shezao, a short while, a thin middle-aged man came, the most striking of the nose wing has a large mole son, I said: "You are the boss?", the boss said: "I'm on you a bit? ", I said yes. I read the menu, point the frog, eel, lotus leaf Fen Zhengrou, snail, and then ask bosses have cans of beer, he said that only the bottle, I said it to a bottle of it, but may not drink, he said: "Never mind, I accompany you to drink." Within a short while dish is served up one after another, and blowing a small wind, small drinking wine, eating good taste dishes, watching the river, next to the local old people entertain themselves singing in the bridge in Zhejiang Shaoxing opera "Red House Dream "and" Butterfly Lovers "the ditty, and my heart is really America呀. After the boss who was busy working, took beer sitting on my desk, drink and chat, chatting about the origins of the bridge Laifeng sons, chatted Xitang life, after a while, the boss wife is also busily working over, ride over, husband and wife The duo are diligent enough, while working in the factory as he and his family run this business is flourishing shops, his family Wudaitongtang, 96-year-old mother, apart from the ear is not very good, other very good health, could not help out of such old, and after closing each day she would carefully check the front of the house behind the house, to stand the last one post it.
After fond, farewell to a boss, I was walking along the embankment on the river have gone through the Wolong bridge, traversed a long Langpeng have gone through only one person can get across the stone skin, imagine of the town's prosperous past, large families, but also had gone through vicissitudes of the sparse rubbing the wall. In the Qiantang people eating dinner, sitting next to the bridge piers, the quiet enjoyment of the setting sun floating down the town's little afterglow, twilight gradually enveloped in this small bridge, this water, this people, the hubbub of the day, the ancient the town was finally quiet, one-day tour of the Shanghai delegation also Road reply, eaves not feel has been lit lanterns on the river in the silhouetted against the reflection of the lantern, not help recall the night in Lijiang is also the red lanterns, it is alternating vertical and horizontal The ancient paths, but Xitang is not as busy and noisy like Lijiang, Lijiang water is Pentium, warm, and Xitang river is slow, and lazy. . . . .
Overnight town mouth Yu Garden Hotel, a house older, so the room some tide. A night without dreams.
March 10. The morning, opened the window, from the town do not seem to sleep together, out of the window is a lot of heavily upon layer of the roof, there is not far from the gently flowing stream. Washed well bid farewell to the proprietress, a small town began to enjoy the early morning. Yesterday noisy Qiantang people today it is the bamboo curtain falls, the door closed. Few shops open for business the shore, standing on the bridge not far from the shore to see the rising smoke curl, Ukrainian shed all the river boats are moored at the shore, and only a small boat on an old man using a long The bamboo fishing the river of garbage, stern stood two baskets in full bloom garbage. Went West, the street there is a shop for breakfast, asked for a bowl of wonton and a few small-siu mai, wonton skin thin, crystal clear, much like before in Fuzhou Yan eat wonton skin, Shaomai also, and Shanghai quite the same as, which only put meat, letting go glutinous rice, and tastes good, eat eat eat breakfast, then sat for a moment on the bridge, there are several well-equipped color donkey in the photograph. And Shanghai to a pair of husband and wife help each other take pictures because it talked for a while, we are in illustrious company more hit it off, because of the time arrangements are different and so good-bye, I have come full circle along the ancient city, and then return it lingering on a long trip .
The future will come to feel the rain Xitang, I believe do not have some fun!
Author: yzfoxcat
