A meal in the old house, full of feelings.

I walked around the border of Guangxi. February 10, come to Nanning to catch my breath. I found an old house to eat at noon.

? This old house, built in the 15th year of Guangxu, is said to be the former residence of Wu Ming's first county party secretary. It is located next to Ming Xiu Garden on the banks of the Xijiang River, surrounded by water on three sides, and is a treasure house of water. It looks very rustic, which is in obvious contrast with the surrounding high-rise buildings. But it's very popular. Line up. After waiting for half an hour, I watched The Old House carefully.

"There are many courtyards near the Qing court in Ming Xiu, and the ancient courtyard of Linxijiang is more than 100 years old" is exquisite and beautiful, which makes people smell the ink in the courtyard. Red walls and blue tiles form a small courtyard, and room curtains separate the dining table. The wall outside the door is dotted with ethnic utensils, such as waist drums, kettles, hats, bamboo tubes, lanterns, wheels and so on. The rich national characteristics are refreshing.

The enthusiasm and smile that Zhuang Mei sincerely conveyed to us immediately eliminated the fatigue and hardship of our journey.

Most of the dishes we want have the word "earth", such as fried potato shreds, steamed earth eggs, baked soil slices and so on. Because we chose the old house to catch the farmer's meal. The chef's skills are not disappointing. The home-cooked dishes are delicious, and adults and children are happier than usual. Eating delicious food and looking at the humble old house, I can't help feeling.

The old county magistrate had already passed away, and now things have changed. He used to be an important member of this ancient family. In this house, there are his cries, voices, laughter and footprints ... Faced with these familiar and unfamiliar earth walls, wet and cold floors, ancient and friendly doorframes, and narrow and spacious rooms, people can't help but be heartbroken. I just want to recite the poem: "The mountain is not high, but there is a fairy ... the humble room of Zeus, but" ...

Now the culture of this old house is confusing, and its spatial significance is elusive. There is only a feeling of positive energy lurking in the bottom of my heart, a fusion of new and old, a convergence of ideal and reality, a contradiction between simplicity and elegance, a resignation to tranquility and noise, and a sense of surrounding. ...

Touch with your eyes and feel with your heart. There is no reason for us to refuse pavilions, and there is no reason to lose our simple feelings for the old house. Remember those old houses in Shaoshanchong? Remember Mo Yan's ancestral home? Although they are low and ancient, they are worth remembering, appreciating and singing more than any tall building!

Old house, I will remember you. ...

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