She is located in the deep part of Gulong Central Scenic Area, which is 13 kilometers west of Xiangyang City, Hubei Province. It is one of the 2 major scenic spots in Gulong Central.
The "San Gu Tang" located in front of Zhuge Caolu Pavilion in the middle of Gulong is a memorial hall for Liu Bei's San Gu Maolu and Zhuge Liang's pregnancy.
it is said that the three ancient cypresses in front of the door, which are still tall and lush, were the trees that tied horses when Liu Guanzhang, the three great war generals, sought for sages.
here, surrounded by mountains, the smoke is curling, and the peaks are green, which is like a dragon. The ancient trees in the mountains are towering, majestic and beautiful, with lush forests and bamboo trees.
the mountain stream is gurgling, and the pond spring is beautiful. Beautiful scenery and fresh air.
In the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, Luo Guanzhong, a famous novelist and author of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, once described this place as follows: "The mountains are not high, but beautiful and elegant, the water is not deep and clear, the land is not wide and flat, and the forest is not big and lush. Apes and cranes kiss each other, and they are loose and green. "
Therefore, this place is not only a natural "oxygen bar" and a treasure trove of geomantic omen for ordinary tourists to visit and relax, but also an excellent place for cultural lovers of the Three Kingdoms to trace the source of the rich culture of the Three Kingdoms, interpret the historical mystery of the Three Kingdoms, and absorb the aura and wisdom of a group of sages with Mr. Zhu Gekongming as the main body.
in a poem titled San Gu Tang in the Ming Dynasty, Wu Mao wrote: "The sage hid the cave, but Di Zi searched again and again, and he remained in the wild for life, and he talked about saving the world. The road back to the mountain is faint, the trees are locked in the shade, and it has been called fish and water for thousands of years, and the high wind crown is ancient and modern. "
When people read this poem today, they still admire the spirit of Corporal Liu Bei Lixian, and admire the intelligence and wisdom of Zhuge Liang, an outstanding statesman and strategist in the Three Kingdoms period.
in such a special environment with profound historical and cultural heritage and modern beautiful natural scenery, isn't it interesting to chat about childhood? !
On July 29th, 22, God seemed to have a special feeling and gift, and seemed to know that my sister's family had come to see our family from their hometown hundreds of kilometers away. Almost after crying for several months, his "tears" suddenly stopped, and the weather cleared up and the temperature was moderate.
that morning, I led my sister, brother-in-law, nephew and four of us to a bridge in Xiangyang to taste the famous "Xiangyang Beef Noodles" and yellow rice wine, which are the standard breakfast for almost all Xiangyang people to entertain foreign visitors.
We planned to go to Gulong Middle School after breakfast. Originally, we planned to drive my nephew there, but after considering many factors such as inconvenient parking, my nephew decided to call the internet for a ride.
So, my nephew called the car while eating breakfast. Before we finished breakfast, the online car arrived.
To say that technology and transportation are really developed, convenient and fast now. Vehicles and others, I had to rush down a bowl of yellow rice wine and drive there immediately.
along the way, we talked with the driver about Hu Kan in the fog, at home and abroad, and without much effort, the bus arrived at the Gulongzhong Tourist Center.
after getting off the bus, we scanned the health code according to the requirements of the scenic spot and entered the ticket hall. Before I went to the window to buy tickets, my nephew, who was very skilled in online play, finished buying tickets online.
We got on the scenic bus and came to the landmark scenic spot in Gulong Middle School-Sanmen Stone Arch in Gulong Middle School.
This is the gate of Gulong Middle School and the starting point of Gulong Middle School Scenic Area. All tourists who want to roam the Range Rover in the depths of the scenic spot must start from here.
As I now live in Xiangyang, Hubei Province, I have taken my relatives and friends from other places to visit Gulong Central Scenic Area many times before, witnessing the bustling and noisy tourists in this 5A scenic area in the past.
Because the epidemic has not completely subsided this year, the scenic spot has lost its former prosperity. A few tourists, wearing big masks, covered most of their beautiful faces, walked quietly and slowly "disappeared" into the "forest of Montenegro", making people unable to see the tourists. This makes the whole scenic spot somewhat deserted and lonely.
after the four of us took a group photo at Sanmen archway as a souvenir, we went into the mountain counterclockwise from the winding path of the right stone slab. We were in no hurry and didn't panic. We climbed and looked at each scenic spot, strolled around, carefully watched and savored it.
I have visited the memorial archway in Longzhong, the ploughing field, the small Hongqiao, the Embracing Knee Pavilion, the Temple of Wuhou, Zhuge Caolu, Longzhong Academy, Tonggutai and Hexagon Well.
Although we are not "cultural people", let alone historians, our tour is not just about the scenery, passing by and taking photos.
Instead, try to chew and enjoy the cultural accumulation and historical allusions behind these scenic spots, in order to "gain something from the tour".
After all, among the four of us, except my nephew, my sister and brother-in-law are both dying. My brother-in-law has a blood vessel disease in his leg and is struggling to walk. After a while of climbing the mountain, we all felt a little tired and took a nap in front of the "Sangutang".
sitting on the antique stone bench prepared for tourists in the scenic spot, looking at the antique, the first three halls and the last five halls are all the "three care halls" of the hard mountain ridge building.
I don't know why, at this time, the thoughts of our elders didn't go through more than 18 years ago, talking about Liu Bei's three visits to the cottage and Zhuge Liang's analysis of the separatist situation in the world, and putting forward the famous blueprint of Longzhong Dui, which later unified the world's strategy, but talked about some interesting childhood stories of ourselves.
This may be the reason why people often say that "teenagers look forward to it, but old people love to recall it".
I vaguely remember that on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, when I was about three years old, the north wind was flying all over the sky with heavy snow for several days, and a "ice hook" more than a foot long was hanging from the eaves of the house. The temperature was extremely low and the weather was extremely cold.
my mother was afraid that our children would be frozen, so she put on the new long-sleeved cotton-padded jacket (the style of the Republic of China) for me and my sister in advance, and then let us play by ourselves. My mother was spinning in the hall.
My sister, who was only five years old at that time, and I each held a long hemp pole. One end of the hemp pole was held in my hand, and the other end was lit with Mars in my mother's "fire jar", but there was no curled fire, only a "dark fire", just like a lit cigarette.
My sister and I watched one end of the hemp stalk being slowly swallowed up by the "dark fire", rising upward with puffs of smoke, and swaying from side to side with the wind, graceful and graceful, just like a light blue "little dragon" flying out of our hands and flying in the air.
We thought it was fun, so we ran around with our sister in various rooms and along the "dry corridor" (that is, the outer corridor).
Maybe my sister and I were having fun. I don't know when my sister's "hemp pole" poked my back and burned a small round hole in the outer fabric of the long cotton-padded jacket. We didn't know it at all and continued our crazy run.
after a while, I vaguely felt pain in my back, probably because the cotton in my cotton-padded jacket was burned by fire, and I hurried to find my mother.
I said, "Mom, what happened to my vest? It hurts a little (I was young at that time, and I didn't know that the pain was burning from the fire)".
In rural areas at that time, parents didn't pay as much attention to their children's demands as parents do today, and their children were not so delicate at all.
a little injury and pain, adults and children don't care much about it, and then it's over. Only a serious illness and disaster can attract attention.
Besides, at that time, my mother would never have thought that my back clothes were inadvertently set on fire by the "hemp pole" in my sister's hand. I didn't care, just casually said, "Go play, I'm so busy at hand", and then continued spinning.
After a while, it was probably the fire that burned the cotton in the cotton-padded jacket closer to my leather back, which aggravated the burning sensation. I ran to my mother again and said, "Mom, Erer (local dialect, honorific for elders and others, meaning' you') hurry up and have a look at me. What door (dialect means' how') did my vest come from?"
At this time, it attracted my mother's attention. She quickly stopped her work and looked at my back and found "smoke billowing". She panicked and quickly helped me take off my cotton-padded jacket. After a closer look, there was only a small hole the size of a cigarette butt outside my cotton-padded jacket, but the cotton inside had been burned by the "dark fire".
The "dark fire" is still slowly devouring the cotton in the cotton-padded jacket face, and my mother immediately put it out.
no wonder I kept shouting that my back was distressed. It turned out to be a burning pain from the fire.
Fortunately, this "accident" was discovered and stopped in time because of my "sensitivity". It didn't burn my back or cause more serious consequences, but it burned my new long cotton-padded jacket that I just put on. What a pity. You know, how difficult it was to buy a new cotton-padded jacket at that time!
I remember later, my mother got another piece of cotton to mend the burning hole. So, in the Spring Festival that year, I put on a new cotton-padded jacket mended by my mother, and I was so happy!
August 2, 22 in Xiangyang, Hubei.