Village Opera New Year 3 in the afternoon, the sky shade, and Ahn Chang-empty bus station, leading to the streets of the roads are newly built, and far fewer tourists, noisy. We passed several tall arch, little Hongmei, Stir buds had burst on the scene, A gentle breeze blows, rains had hinted at the alcohol, from time to time under the bridge through a Wu Pengchuan on board the "hat" it lowers blush, hand, foot and used to swing the sail too fast. We followed a Tiaodan the "hat" behind the bridge to see the next stage and the Cheng Huang Temple, Chang Koudao the town.
Come is more clever than earlier, a social drama is about to begin since childhood read Lu Xun's article on this country entertainment is the infinite vision, and in front of a description of all too similar, Culture, and the same stage, the same Tell me, I suspected to be returned to the past life, or exposure to the film scene.
Cheng Huang Temple Square in front of a growing number of spectators gathered like Lex's sitting in front of the temple under the eaves, sheltered, vertigo hearing loss is a super fans of the constant to put the chairs under the stage moved the stage of the musicians have been Start tuning playing board, then the babble of the shouting voice actor. Taking advantage of yet to begin a play, Lao Xiongdi old sister nibbling each other with cigarette lighter seeds, small dolls were shuttling the gap in the crowd chasing slapstick, full of sugar-coated haws, cotton candy, windmill, incense's cries, Cheng Huang smoke-filled temple, incense strong ... ...
In the midst of pressing the sound of erhu playing the opening drama, and the audience quiet, and look forward echoing the slogan of today's opera called "Shuang-knot", talking about the scholar-beauty story, woven into a lot of comedy, perhaps Chinese New Year celebration is a required element bar! 哈哈audience laughter heard from time to time, itching to those vendors do not do business, and the burden pick to go home, and then give the stool came to do the audience, children climb the stands side is perhaps the actors colorful The style of dress and musical instruments issued by the sound interested.
I broke into the background, the actors are working make-up, there are several men helped them to change costumes, to see me holding a camera, the beginning, some shy, but soon relaxed, and fighting over who gets to chat with me, and even forget that he should be into play. This is a grass Taiwan Shaoxing Tuk class team, composed of several people from the 20, more than a dozen actors, 45 musicians, 45 back, most of them came from Ningbo, Shaoxing, Zhuji and other surrounding areas. Du class was the predecessor of Shaoxing opera, because there is a similar to the accompaniment of musical instruments in the Allegro of the tick is named Benedict plate, using native of Shaoxing dialect, singing rugged, outsider sounds like chickens and ducks a fight.
Although singing is hard work, income is not too high, very dedicated actor, the weather was cold, thin clothes so that they play when the kids can play, but one is still full of energy, it all stems from the audience, some of the old man old woman can Yueai to unreasoning passion, each a must, a focused look like should not be any bother.
I quietly left the stage, away from the fans, down the street he walked into the streets, more and more and more ears accent, those sound of reading aloud to say how laughter and singing of a tune? I could not tell who are in their own drama, or Xiwai, trance blurred lost souls.
Street at the foot of routing thousands of pieces of quartzite heavy winds ahead paved with being depresses each stone will have a slightly loose Deng sound, as if telling me a long story, along the roadside on end 1000 100 wooden pillars of support scattered rain from a gallery for display of selling cakes, pulled sugar Gujiu tea stalls and tables and chairs, along the street in full bloom in the city street is almost extinct workshops and colored hand shops, blacksmith, fortune-telling, spring flowers, groceries items well, briquettes, cooper, etc., there are some closing of the shop is one block on the door locks to fight and those familiar childhood memories at the moment again in my mind's eye. Year of the twelfth lunar month is the season here on the shop front of the pillars covered with salted chicken, salted fish, strings of sausages, old wooden doors on the other side close to the red couplets, deeply secluded lane at the end of the courtyard hung with festive of red lanterns. Firecrackers suddenly sounded, and adults and children were all smoke and movement as we are not from the excited, back as a child completely happy New Year. Sky dimming, an "old hat" referred to the pot from the hotel down the street, his Wu Pengchuan towards the other side not far from the old building, a hanging lantern crossed out of the sky echoed with Zhiya grinder Sound and splashed the water sound, sounded a hypnotic Jiangnan Serenade ... ...
Allusions to eat dinner at the Panda Restaurant, asked for a pound of old wine, enjoying the smell dried tofu, and beans flavored with aniseed, compiled the town of Wu Chi Chuan-yao for the elderly to tell us about the countless memories from Lao Cai town and marshes.
Chang said that up there four thousand years of history, when the Tu Yu Zhendong, a wife will be in the princes, into a marriage on the fourth day, Dayu flood control to leave his new wife to lead his men went, followed by three past his home without , Tu Yu's looking forward to go home "on people Xi Yi" make love the history of Chinese literature, Chang became the birthplace of one of the poems. To commemorate the Dayu, the people built a temple in the Tu-shan, incense thriving, even though the year has come to worship the emperor Yu Gar-off.
Chang was originally a sea shore, ancestors to solar salt fish for a living, until the Ming Dynasty Hongzhi two years (1489) Dounan Wenling Cheng, Chang opened in the development of the early Republican era this place has become famous town of Shaoxing, the four 1, "Silver Chang" reputation that is famous for textiles here. Nikko plus shipping market developed gradually in accordance with the Pai Mun River-type shops and patchwork of rain paved gallery and the quartzite of the changjie 1747 meters, street stuff River flows, is a shop on the street to the south, the north live in houses, it is "Street South, Kitai," saying the two sides by the arch, beam, Pavilion various shapes 17 Stonebridge connection.
In the most prosperous on the eve of the war three years no fewer than 900 gathered in Long Street firms, not only store more business value also high, multi-pawnshops and money shops. Closed cocoon season, pick a day from Chang banking house of silver have 3-6 Tam.
Tea with the Wu Pengchuan dawn and the old town with the wake up, wash finished, Morrowind where we are full of energy to walk in the street, passing a blessing to live in peace tea, evidently very old, filled with smiling old man noisy, the tables strands on a hot mist rose, and it is so quiet, so crossed the high threshold, find an empty bench to sit down, the boss immediately Pengshang a cup of tea, containing a tea I stroked the same table, such as rotten wood texture, coming and going outside to see a "hat", swallowing the tea, lips and teeth Liuxiang for a long time ... ...
There are also some old man sitting relative to the middle of an ugly, one leg flat on the bench, body leaning against the wall, only a comfortable figure. Listen to them talk about more social play, or how the market yesterday was good-looking, a little later to try to steal a good position early. I have found that shop also concurrently oil, rice and hotel business, rely on an old man who a person is not closing the business of money to close? We want two fried rice cake with vegetables and sausage, along with two cups of green tea, and before leaving to the 10 yuan.
Out is the quay, relying on a Wu Pengchuan, "old hat" hoarse throat 10 of money promised to carry us back to a town tour. Two people set foot on the narrow boat immediately shook up the old man is extremely calm in the middle of the command that we should not sit move, turned the boat quickly balanced.
This is a typical Shaoxing boatman, feet and a paddle in hand a rudder, propeller control the speed of rudder control direction. Old man 76 years old, looks to open eyes open eyes is not crowded together, piled facial features, red face as if a burden had just drank the wine, boating is unambiguous, especially the feet kung fu, that has been making oars whipped up and down splash, it is my generation can not and hands.
Waterside vegetables little daughter close, really good-looking, river swimming ducks with our colleagues, your head held high gaggle came to town, the mouth of the stage, there were already very busy, and beheld a spoken-word that just a few old man. Wu Peng-half to lie down half the blue sky, across an arched bridge seat, and accompanied by Jiang Sheng, Shanghai Triad, Triad ... ...
Unfortunately, we have become the target of the shore urchin, one by one at the side of the boat exploding firecrackers scared fellow wah-wah and scream aloud, hiding inside the shed did not dare show his face, heavy gunfire awakened by our ancient dream.
Spring night intoxicated Shaoxing Shaoxing Lu Xun on the road. Xian Heng Hotel was short, being submerged in a pair of high-rise buildings, and the emergence of three copies, the only way to identify the shop on the ground in front of a bronze statue of holes have been, as Xianheng's star has been not only to face the hole queuing photo of groupies, but also around the dozens of tables to resist the temptation to eat and drink outdoor tourists. Into the hotel, sitting in that seat five years ago by his side is full of tourists far apart not alone that year old man with a hat his face red as a bowl of wine from two money rose to eight dollars. Fortunately, the wine has not changed, or so mellow, sweet entry, potentially very strong, tipsy hazy, we savor the thick Shaoxing style ... ...
Our hotel in Xian Heng along the streets near the hotel one at the moment are becoming more night, lonely street lamps had a home and occasionally riding a tricycle, mottled shadows on the wall of the old sun about to rise sun about to rise, everything seems very quiet, but the air is increasingly a kind of ambiguous Mixiang thick, red and white fast rotating glass lamp post is dazzling, multicolored neon beads woven pattern makes Fu Xiang, each of the glass door, sitting 45 sexy woman, idle watching TV , Miao an outside chance. We count down the street just 23 meters opened 13 such as hair salons, and two foreign men to repeated continuously attracted the glass door beckoning, and finally opened the door there is a bold, "small brother, Come! "and we dare not head back to Rush like a champ.
Companion to lie down while I secretly left an hour later I am sleepless, he finally returned to me the spirit of Da-Zhen. He began to breakdown of local Quote: The former shop factory, with a curtain separated, quite primitive, asking price was as high as 200, and some shops do not have a woman around 45 guests on you, and some shops among the guests a good business interference, so he eventually abandoned that idea, but has done a head massage, poor service levels.
We talked late into the night, that night drunk spring ... ...
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