In the autumn of October, accompanied by dancing with yellow leaves, enjoying the coolness of autumn wind and bathing in the humidity of autumn rain, we walked into Xingren, an ancient town in Anzhou District, Mianyang City, which was once legendary.
the traffic here extends in all directions, and people are outstanding, and it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The mountain is not high, but it is very stylish; The land is not fat, but it is suitable for the growth of fruits and vegetables. According to "Historical Records", this place was once the way for Xuanyuan Huangdi to lay down the country and get married. We even lamented how magical and brilliant this place used to be. Along the way, I also saw some ruins of broken walls and the ancient city. Wulong Temple, Xuanrenping, Wanguo Oil Expo Plantation, Oil Press House, decadent fence walls, dead wafei eaves and wind-eroded stones, the remaining scenery always reminds people of the past prosperity, the ancient town filled with smoke and the people with peerless romantic feelings. In a trance, I crossed the tunnel of time and returned to that distant dynasty.
Being in the ancient city and witnessing the prosperity of the prosperous times. There are candied haws, oiled paper umbrellas, jujube peels, marshmallows and lanterns all over the street, and there is an old stone bridge with golden rape flowers and butterflies flying and bees dancing on both sides of the bridge; Businessmen coming and going, crowded people, hawkers shouting loudly, lively markets. In the drizzle, I walked around the corners of the ancient town with an oil-paper umbrella and a Tsing Yi umbrella, and saw the wooden attic, the magnificent black painted wooden door, colorful handkerchiefs, rouge and round fans in the shop. I can't help but buy a pink handkerchief and put it gently in my coat pocket. Overlooking the attic, idle people are enjoying tea games, discussing poems and painting, and I really want to splash ink and show off myself. The fireworks lane is strange, the pipa continues to play, and the songs and dances continue; Squeeze into the storytelling gallery and listen to the storyteller tell the legendary story?
Speaking of the young Xuanyuan, after he became the tribal leader of Xuanyuan tribe, his intelligence and selflessness were displayed everywhere.
once, he took more than a dozen hunters into the mountains to hunt, and suddenly he met a brown-haired male bear. Xiong Gang, a brown-haired archduke, had a fight with another archduke bear for the reproductive rights of a female bear. The brown-haired male bear suffered defeat and was injured again, howling and looking for a place to vent. Xuanyuan know, this time and ate the defeat of the brown hair bear, tribal people must be pound-foolish. As a tribal leader, he told others to hide immediately, and he was greeted by himself. Brown-haired Dagong Bear has nowhere to vent his anger. When he saw someone openly coming towards him, he became angry from embarrassment, stood up with his legs and his front legs dancing around in the air, holding his head high and growling loudly, and rushed to Xuanyuan, hoping to tear Xuanyuan to pieces to show its prestige.
Xuanyuan, with his vigorous pace, flicked from left to right, dodged from east to west, and led the brown-haired bear to the trap he had dug. He jumped into the trap, and the enraged brown-haired male bear caught up with him, but fell into the trap.
Xuanyuan's cleverness and bravery not only saved more than a dozen hunters, but also captured a big bear, which was praised by tribal people.
There was a severe drought one year, and it didn't rain for half a year. The water in Anchang River was almost cut off. In order to compete for water resources, Niu Tribe joined forces with Ma Tribe and built a dike in the upper reaches to cut off the water resources of Xuanyuan Tribe. Xuanyuan led people to reason with the people of Niu tribe and Ma tribe. The tribal leader of Niu tribe suggested that you choose one person to fight with us, and whoever wins the duel will have the water. Xuanyuan knows that the duel between tribes is a life-and-death struggle. No matter who lives or dies, this hatred between tribes is difficult to resolve, and it is likely that generations will fight and there will be no peace. Thinking of this, he said: Drought and water shortage are temporary, so why fight to the death for temporary water shortage? I suggest changing the duel into a wrestling competition, and whoever wins the wrestling will get the water. ? Ma Tribe Chief agreed to this method and agreed to compete in Anchang River Beach the next morning. On the same day, when people from the three tribes returned home, they all discussed choosing the strongest person to participate in wrestling. The cattle tribe brought a big buffalo, and the horse tribe brought a big horse. The head of the cattle tribe pointed to the cow and said, Whoever is as tall as a cow will be chosen to wrestle with people from Xuanyuan tribe. ? The head of the horse tribe pointed to the horse and said, Whoever has a big horse will be chosen to wrestle with people from Xuanyuan tribe. ? After a period of screening, a man as tall as an ox and as big as a horse was finally selected to wrestle. Since then,? Big cow and big horse? The idiom was born. The people of Xuanyuan tribe, believing in Xuanyuan's cleverness and bravery, unanimously chose him to take part in the competition.
The next day, Anchang River Beach was crowded with people, and everyone came to watch the game. Winning or losing this wrestling match is related to everyone's drinking water.
the contestants are on stage. As soon as the burly man appeared, he was greeted with cheers. When Xuanyuan appeared, the people in Xuanyuan tribe all sweated for him.
the game has started. The man who is as tall as an ox and as tall as a horse is really as strong as an ox. He can't wait to catch Xuanyuan in his hand and throw it into the river. Xuanyuan knows that he is not as strong as the other party, so he can't recklessly, but can only outsmart him. He dodged so as not to let the other side catch him. After several rounds, Xuanyuan seized the opportunity, grabbed a handful of sand and sprinkled it on each other's faces. The burly man, with sand in his eyes, was busy rubbing his eyes. Xuanyuan took the opportunity to throw him to the ground and won. The people of Niu tribe and Ma tribe cried in disappointment when they saw that wrestling failed and there was no water to drink in the future. The people of Xuanyuan tribe, ecstatic, immediately rushed to the cattle tribe and the horse tribe who were drinking water in the river. Xuanyuan helped the big man up and said to everyone:? The water in Anchang River belongs to all of us, and the water shortage is temporary. Although I won the wrestling today, everyone can drink the water in the river in the future. As long as it rains, this problem will not exist! Don't make future generations hate each other for today's temporary difficulties, don't you think? Hearing this, the people in the beach cheered together. Right!
When the Dragon King in the river saw him, he was very moved, and immediately flew to the sky, smoking and calling for rain. In an instant, dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed and thundered, the wind blew hard and the rain poured down. A bloody fight for water was dissolved because of Xuanyuan's benevolence and cleverness.
Later, Xuanyuan made arduous efforts to quell the competition and killing of tribes in the Central Plains? Battle of Hanquan? And? Battle of Zhuolu? . In the battle of Zhuolu, he was seriously injured by arrow poison and fell in the wild, without opening his eyes for three days and nights. It was a crisp autumn day, and it was a good time for an autumn outing. At this time, several maids came out to enjoy the autumn chrysanthemum, and the woman who was the first was especially charming. She was dressed in a light blue windbreaker, with white gauze on her shoulders, and the breeze blew, giving people a feeling of being on cloud nine. One head of hair is partly rolled up high, and the rest is scattered over the shoulders, showing a feminine air without a trace of makeup. Clear water produces hibiscus? The feeling of. Xuanyuan heard the soft voice, as if he had injected a kinetic energy into his body. In a daze, an angel was in front of him. At that moment, he opened his eyes and just collided with the female eyes. An excited warm current suddenly spread all over his body, and he strongly felt that the woman exuded a wonderful gentle breath. So I couldn't help moaning. When the woman looked down, she saw a man lying in the hay and rocks. Although he was lying down, he could still clearly see his black and vertical hair, his English knife-shaped eyebrows flying obliquely, his slender black eyes, his thin and thin lips, his angular outline, his slender and tall figure, just like an eagle in the dark, cold and lonely, but aggressive, and he was proud of the strength of heaven and earth when he was alone. The woman came forward to look closely and jumped down. The man was pale and his eyes were closed. The woman touched his nostrils with slender jade fingers and could still feel the breath, but he was extremely dying. She hurriedly ordered her entourage to invite Qi Bo from Xiling, the highest medical skill. Xuanyuan was seriously injured, and Qi Bo tried his best to finally control his illness. At this moment, Xuanyuan slightly opened his eyes and saw a group of women drifting away and disappearing gradually, but his eyes were always lingering in his mind and could not be calm for a long time. Xuanyuan and Qi Bo exchanged medical ideas on the banks of Anchang River, which is world-famous? The art of Qihuang? . Xuanyuan praised Qi Bo for saving people with benevolent heart, while Qi Bo praised Xuanyuan Xing for saving the world with great kindness, and all the people present shouted? Xingren! Xingren! So everyone set up a stone here as evidence, and Xingren became famous from then on.
After rehabilitation, Xuanyuan soon discovered that the clothes and bedding of Xiling tribe were very peculiar and beautiful, and he was very curious. Inquiring about the reason, Qi Bo said that the female servant of Xiling was outstanding in appearance and discovered the original sericulture, and invented the experience of spinning silkworms into silk fabrics, which greatly dumped Xuanyuan. I wonder whose daughter is so capable, so I must meet her in person. Who knows Qi Bo said that she found Xuanyuan lying in the wild. Hearing this, Xuanyuan was shocked and very happy at the same time. He couldn't wait to see it at once. It's a pity that it's getting late, just waiting for dawn. The autumn night is cool and breezy, and he leans against the window and looks out. He thinks it may be the attachment of heaven or the fate of past lives, and there are always warm currents in his heart. At night, it was strangely quiet, and he could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat. He kept blaming himself that such a big man would be immersed in love? That night, he couldn't sleep at all, and rolled over his side until dawn.
The next morning, as soon as the sky was white, Xuanyuan got up and got ready to go. The entourage thought they were going to win a battle, and they were all full of energy and equipment. Who knows that Xuanyuan only called a few confidants and set off at once. The others looked at each other, and Zhang Er was puzzled. Xuanyuan felt very kind when he saw Lei Zu again, as if he had known each other in previous lives. Xuanyuan and Lei Zu are having tea and talking together, and the two people are congenial. Lei Zu thinks that he is the hero in his heart, Xuanyuan feels that she is the dream person, and the two people have a feeling of brief encounter. They sat next to each other, filled with joy and happiness. Always laughing and talking about the gentle drizzle, talking about the past and talking about life. He is always talking about it, and Mandy is a loyal listener, who likes this sweet feeling and his funny jokes. From the words he talked about, we can feel his inner enthusiasm, or talk, or sigh, or theory, all of which are so handy, sometimes glowing, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes laughing, and sometimes smiling at each other. The world seems to belong to them only, and only two hearts collide and condense at this moment. Time always comes too suddenly and goes too quickly. Is it time to leave?
After this meeting, Xuanyuan admired Master Li even more. He was not only beautiful as flowers, but also understood the techniques of planting mulberry and raising silkworms, and spun silkworms into silk fabrics. He felt that such a woman had never met before, and he had to be heartbroken. Even after saying goodbye, she planned to marry her back as a wife as soon as possible. Besides, after this meeting, the warm current in my heart rippled, and I couldn't eat well or sleep well. I got up in the middle of the night to write poems to pin my love for acacia. ? My heart is aching, why is the west wind whispering? How bitter it is to miss you, and how many times you cry in your dreams! ? In this way, I spent a few days missing her, and suddenly I received news that Xuanyuan wanted to marry her. She felt that she was dreaming. Is it true or not? Surprised. It turned out that after they fell in love at first sight, Xuanyuan personally made a car, hired a dragon head piano, and personally took him to Xingren. They embraced each other in Cuiping and gave him a gift in return. The public sang and danced, and the gongs and drums were deafening. They got married in the presence of Qi Bo. Their engagement lawn, people call it? Xuanyuanping? . Lei Zu brought new textile technology after her marriage, which was taught to various tribes along the way, and opened up unprecedented economic development for the later Silk Road.
? Mom, look at those yellow leaves. They look like butterflies flying! ? A little girl's voice brought me back to reality. Today, we come to Xingren to collect the wind, and regain the old dream of Xingren in the season when yellow leaves are flying. The ancient city of Xingren is now drifting away from us. While we miss the ancient glory of Xingren, we hope that pen and ink can always describe the fragmentary beauty of the ancient city, and more beauty is the dream of our hearts. When will Xingren, an ancient town, reappear its former style?
Walking in the golden autumn of Xingren, with the colorful dream of Xingren in spring!
Author: Keiko
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