One day in early autumn, Wenyou and I embarked on the road of exploring the ancient town of Wanghua. Although it is autumn and it is raining in Mao Mao, the air is still a little stuffy.
Wang Hua's old street is very long. It is said that the market on the street is bustling at parties and there is no noise in the street when it is closed. Every day, a crow can break the calm water of Wanghua Town and splash the sunrise into an amazing sight. All the memories of this town were suddenly opened, and those black-and-white images and past times were projected in my mind one by one.
I. Meeting with Wang Huazhen
More than 30 years ago, 16 years old, my father and I drove a walking tractor to Wang Dahu Brick Factory to pull bricks to build a house.
I remember when laying bricks in Wang Dahu Brick Factory, my father said he would take me to Wanghua Street for dinner. At that time, Wanghua Street was not wide, and the brick road was crushed by passing vehicles, and the road was deep and shallow. Because of Chu Qing, the hollow kiln is full of rainwater that has not evaporated. The garbage in front of every house is covered with flies. Most of the sides are straw houses, and occasionally I see a house with gold inlaid with jade (the four corners are brick). At that time, I was wearing my mother's big shoes with thin rubber soles, and the bricks made my soles ache. I thought to myself, how can there be such a poor place?
When my dad saw that I was disdainful, he joked, "Hurry up and find you a husband's family in this place."
I said angrily, "I'd rather be an old maid than find my husband's family here." Actually, from now on, I have said too much.
Father stopped in front of a small restaurant with bamboo curtains in Wangji. I clearly remember that when my father and I walked in, we found that this restaurant was very small, with two rooms, one for cooking and the other for guests.
Looking up again, I saw the house blackened by fireworks. No wonder I smelled the choking fireworks before I entered the house. Look again, some painting tables are full of oil, so I whispered to my father, "Why don't you change shops?"
Father said, "If there are no fireworks, it's not a restaurant. If the room is dark and dirty, why not just wash the dishes in the pot? " ? Your second uncle and I came to pull bricks several times before, and we all ate in this room. Eating in this restaurant is cheap enough. "
I know that in times of hunger, having enough food is people's greatest need.
After that, my father dragged me into the shop and asked for two big steamed buns and two bowls of noodles.
Seeing my father eating a garlic with relish, I couldn't eat it. When my dad saw that I couldn't move chopsticks, he said, "Aren't you tired? We are still 50 or 60 miles away from home, and we have no food when we get home. "
After listening to my father's words, I had to bite the bullet and finish my meal.
From then on, in my impression, Wang Hua was a poor place.
More than 30 years have passed, and today I am standing on the street of Wang Hua, following the street. When I wanted to look for Wang Ji restaurant again, it was gone. Looking further away, the streets of Wanghua Town have been elegantly changed into gorgeous clothes. Asphalt pavement is black and shiny, flat and wide, clean and bright. The camphor leaves in the green belt are washed green by drizzle, and buildings on both sides are row upon row. I can't help but sigh: "It is no longer the king of water evaporation and wind blowing garbage!"
I asked an old man sitting at the door teasing his grandson, "Where is Wang Ji Restaurant?" He looked up and pointed to a hotel and said, "The boss has long gone. Look, now his son has turned Wang Ji restaurant into a hotel! " "
Following the direction of the old man's finger, I found that this three-story hotel was richly decorated. Out of curiosity, I walked into the Wangs' hotel again. Here, the guest room is separated from the kitchen, the guest room is equipped with air conditioning, antique dining table, and the landscape painting with ink on the wall is pleasing to the eye, which greatly increases the appetite of the guests. Looking at the kitchen, the famous range hood makes the stove as bright as new, and the dark color can no longer be seen on the roof.
From the change of the hotel appearance, I saw the epitome of the civilization change of Wanghua Town in the new era, and also reminded me of the concept of green water and green mountains, which brought people a hygienic environment and improved people's quality of life.
Second, Wang's past lives
In fact, Wang Hua is a place with a rich history. How many historical shadows remain in the courtyard with blue tiles and white walls and in the tunnel of time.
When the wind and rain stopped, we walked on the wide streets of Wanghua, looking for the vicissitudes of the ancient town with a thousand years and the achievements of modern civilization.
These antique village signs and stories, such as Ring the Bell, Farewell to Three Days, Shuanglong Bridge and Neolithic Angel Site, silently tell the prosperity and rise and fall of the ancient town. I think life is not just the present, but also poetry and distance. For me, this poem is Wang Hua, and this distant place is Wang Hua Town in previous lives. I want to visit the mysterious veil of Wanghua ancient town this autumn, so I have an appointment with a literary friend.
In Laojie, we met Zhang Jinjing, a retired teacher in his 80s.
He told us that the king was called the king. It is said that during the Three Kingdoms period, water transportation was developed here, and a man named Wang Meng lived here. After he opened up a commodity market, he named it Wang. At first, Wang was very prosperous. Businessmen gather every day, and business is particularly prosperous. Later, when they made a fortune, many people became arrogant and dominated the market all day, either playing this or cursing that, which often made foreign customers and vendors afraid to enter the king. Therefore, for a while, Wang's business became depressed.
It is said that the collection of Wang Meng in ancient times was as prosperous as the riverside scene in Qingming Festival. At that time, officials, farmers, businessmen, officials, monks, Taoists, vendors, pawns, and all kinds of people were jostling with each other, performing their duties and showing their magical powers.
Many people want to support their families and make the market prosperous again, so please invite Mr. Feng Shui. Mr. Feng Shui made a detailed survey around for a while and said, "Harmony between heaven and earth can lead to smooth sailing and rolling financial resources. As far as heaven and earth are concerned, this place has not entered the barren land; As for the harmony between people, the name of this street is not widely known. The word "fierce" in Wang Zhong means aggressive. If you want to get rid of people's combative temperament, you must change' Meng' to' Hua'. " So the king became king.
I don't know whether it is the credit of Mr. Feng Shui or the return of Wang's prodigal son. When the king became a queen, prosperity was truly restored, and the folk customs were more simple. Nowadays, Wang is crowded every day.
Third, look at Monroe with new eyes.
Out of Wang's street, we came to Lujiagang. Here, we met Lv Zhizhong, a descendant of Lv Meng, so he talked with us in Kan Kan.
Monroe was born in Lujiagang, Wanghua Town in the first year of Guanghe in the Eastern Han Dynasty (178). Lumen, the word is clear. When I was a child, my family was poor and my father died at the age of seven. Before his death, his father told his mother, "In today's chaotic world, Amon can persist in practicing martial arts." Therefore, Lu Meng was sent to his uncle's house to practice martial arts, but he never studied it.
In a blink of an eye, Monroe is 15 years old, tall and strong, and has great kung fu.
This year, drought, locust plague, peasant uprising, the mother and son were poor and helpless, but they defected to Deng Dang, the general of Wu Dong, Sun Ce. Deng Donnell is Lu Meng's brother-in-law. In this way, Lv Meng often goes out with his brother-in-law Deng Dang. Because Monroe was brave and good at fighting, she repeatedly made meritorious military service and was left under the account to listen to orders.
My brother-in-law, Deng Dang, fought for many years, his physical strength gradually declined, and he died a few years later. At this time, Lv Meng had considerable combat experience, and Zhang Zhao recommended Lv Meng to take Deng Dang's place.
Sun Quan, the monarch of Soochow at that time, was deeply sorry to find that Monroe was foolhardy, so he warned him: "You are foolhardy, but don't be a general." Because Lv Meng only practiced martial arts when he was a child, he never learned it, so some things were difficult for him to pass on orally. His advisers secretly derided him as "Wu Dong Amon", meaning that he was a clown and uneducated.
At that time, Lu Su was knowledgeable and never discussed with him. Once they had to meet, Lu Su said to Monroe, "You have a huge army. If you can't read, how can you learn history and the military theory of your ancestors?"
After hearing this, Lv Meng agreed with his opinion, so he read books by candlelight every day, such as Sun Tzu's Art of War, Zuo Zhuan, The History of the Three Kingdoms, and Zi Tong Zhi Jian.
After a while, Lu Su passed Xunyang and talked with Monroe about the military. Monroe quoted classics, and Lu Su nodded approvingly. Lu Su said: "Now Amon has profound knowledge and excellent strategy and tactics, which is even more powerful. It's really different. " Lv Meng said with a smile, "Don't scratch your eyes for three days." This is not only the pride of the Lu family, but also the pride of people.
After smoking a cigarette, Lu Zhizhong said: "Now the Wanghua Town Government attaches great importance to education. Because the revitalization of the countryside needs talents, it actively escorts the educational development of Wanghua Town. For the unconditional support of school land, a practical assistance policy has been formulated for college students from poor families. Therefore, every household has inherited Monroe's diligent study style, and many celebrities have emerged in this ancient town. "
Fourth, the past life of Shuanglong Bridge
After listening to Lv Meng's story, we drove to Shuanglong Bridge.
In the past, Qinglong Bridge and Bailong Bridge were the predecessors of Shuanglong Bridge. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were two bridges on the river, the Green Bridge and the White Bridge. The bridge body and pier are made of long bluestone, the bridge railing is made of cypress, and there are big stone lions sitting at both ends of the bridge, as if guarding people in the past. The distance between the two bridges is more than 500 meters, which is not only the main traffic artery on both sides of the river, but also the only way for business in the south and business in the north. There is a folk saying that "Meng He is endless, and Wang Hua burst its banks". It can be seen that Wang Hua is also a place with developed water transport and prosperous trade in history.
On the eve of the founding of New China, Liu Deng's army passed by. At that time, there were Kuomintang planes on the plane, and there were Kuomintang pursuers below. In order to get rid of the pursuers as soon as possible, Deng Xiaoping demanded to blow up the two bridges and promised to help people build another bridge in the future.
These two bridges are the main roads for business transactions. If we blow them up, it will not only make people's lives inconvenient, but also make economic and trade more difficult. However, in order to support the revolution, the wise Wang Hua people agreed without hesitation. In 1980s, Deng Xiaoping directly invested in the construction of the present Shuanglong Bridge.
The construction of Shuanglong Bridge shows that the * * * production party is a political party that keeps its word. Therefore, Shuanglong Bridge has also become a place where party and government cadres receive education.
Next to Shuanglong Bridge, the thick basket of Broussonetia papyrifera is still strong after a hundred years. It witnessed the beauty of the spring flowers and the autumn moon, the busyness of the caravan, and the great righteousness of the producer who bravely built a bridge between the revolution and the people of Wanghua.
Under the Shuanglong Bridge, the river flows day and night, supporting the past and present of the ancient town. Nowadays, we can never see the scene of crossing the river in the past, because Wang Hua has built many standard roads. Nowadays, the sound of rolling horses and chariots has long since disappeared under the great ship of modern civilization. The old street stage, which appeared in those years because of economic prosperity, has long been hard to find. The "yamen", which once set up a "county magistrate's assistant" in the ancient town, still appears in the memory of the elderly, and the narrator seems to be reciting poems precipitated by the years. The once prosperous market and the big sedan chair with dense culture have already turned into distant clouds and lost the light at the intersection.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) past life of Shamaotang
Leaving Shuanglong Bridge, clouds emerge from the sun. We drove to Siliweizi and saw the legendary Shamao Hall. I saw that the water in Shamaotang was very clear, and the ducks were very happy, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. Looking back at the Ming Dynasty, many tourists who came and went were nourished by this water. Atrium was born in the valley of travel, and inoue was born in sunflower. "Time is crazy with the deep and shallow imprint of the years. Shamaotang in those days was also the unique scenery of Wanghua Fiona Fang Baili.
It is said that Shamao Hall is named after it looks like a Shamao. But later, because the rich man Wang Meng built a threshing floor in the middle of Shamaotang in order to be unconventional and show his wealth, and connected the shore with a suspension bridge, it was changed to a bell. The plane of the wheat field is made of Chinese fir and tung oil from Sichuan, which are transported by water. In order to increase the appearance, hexagonal pavilions were built at four corners, and the water around the site was full of lotus roots and gorgons with pink flowers.
Such a beautiful place has become a scenic spot, and many people have to put down their work and come all the way to see the scene of beating wheat at the clock field. When the long-term workers whip the wheat, people sing a song: "Ring the bell, ring the bell, the cow bell rings the wheat, and the rich man grain Man Cang room."
Although Shamaotang disappeared in the change of times, it woke up in the change of times. In order to preserve this beautiful legend, Wanghuazhen is planning to reproduce the style of that year. We firmly believe that dreams can come true!
Shamaotang tells the loneliness and heaviness of this lonely time in autumn. Swallows flying from nowhere spend the night under the eaves of people by the pond, building delicate nests with new mud. Perhaps a few seeds wrapped in bird droppings have now grown into lush trees by the pond.
History is full of branches and leaves, which are rooted in the corner of the gap and are inadvertently blown up by the breeze. These images germinated in the ancient town constitute the remote and profound artistic conception of Wanghua Ancient Town.
At this moment, I mourn the passing of Shamao Hall; At this moment, I wish Shamaotang an elegant rebirth in accordance with the national rural revitalization policy.
After the reform and opening up, the grain shops, food stamps and food stamps that have accompanied several generations have quietly ended on the historical stage, and the clock field seems to have completed its historical mission. After being driven away by the modern combine harvester early, it has disappeared into the depths of time. However, the spring breeze of the times blows across the wasteland of hope, and the pioneers of the new era strive to create a thriving scene. Under the correct leadership of the party Committee and government of Wanghua Town, the peasant brothers who once shouldered the sun and the moon and worked hard with their hands have become leisurely old people.
Wanghua Town still exudes fragrant rice, but many villagers have their backs to the ground all the year round, working in the fields, and there is no Long Mu to plow the fields. They used fine varieties and good methods to increase grain output, and replaced Bell Farm with machinery.
At the same time, the village committee also uses ditches, ponds and canals to develop aquaculture and rural tourism, helping farmers to increase their income and get rid of the poverty label, so that they can devote more time to their work and management, and their lives will be better.
The clock field, which is still in the era of Wang Hua, seems to be telling its ancient story. At this time, the plump rice lotus root, plentiful fruits, plump fish and shrimp, and fragrant poems reflect a microcosm of rural rejuvenation in China.
Xiangyang City, Seven Flags Warehouse, Dingzhai Red Gong Mi, Angel Ruins, Huangguniang Temple ... There are many stories and legends waiting for people to visit you. Here, the fat crabs, fresh shrimps, glutinous lotus roots, crisp ling and sweet grapes, the enthusiastic people of Wanghua are looking forward to the visit of friends from all directions.