Qinhuai River Prose and Poetry

Inclined wind and drizzle enter the brothel,

King Jinling accompanied the prince.

Eighth Qinhuai River has no moon,

Ten miles is intoxicating.

Hairpin Phoenix Lost in Qinhuai River

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Qinhuai lamp shadow

People are still the same,

The light is like day,

The Nine Dragon Wall is covered with magnificent scenery.

The new exhibition hall,

Old pool pavilion,

Starlight embellishment,

Such as hook the waning moon.

Lonely! Lonely! Lonely!

Red peony,

Laughing at Iraq,

The wind is ten miles in Yangzhou Road.

Flowers and the moon,

Flute and sound,

Beaded curtains,

I slept for ten years.

Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!

Seven wonders of Qinhuai River Author: Wan

Have a graceful demeanour painting a boat and rocking the autumn,

Tomorrow night, drunken evening clouds.

A song got off the bridge,

Unfortunately, it's not Li.

Prose and poem "Nanjing Travel Notes-Qinhuai River"

Qinhuai River, a place that once haunted me. When I was a child, I read the poem "The smoke cage is full of sand in the cold moon, and the night is near Qinhuai restaurant". When I grew up, I watched Peach Blossom Fan again and learned about the eight beauties of Li and Qinhuai. This romantic and prosperous land, gentle and rich country, is deeply imprinted in my mind.

September 20 13, taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, our family of three came to Nanjing by bullet train. The first stop was to visit Qinhuai River, and I missed it for a long time. We set the hotel in Jing Fu Jiang Road beside Qinhuai River, just to enjoy the cultural landscape here at any time.

Standing by the Qinhuai River, my excitement slowly cooled down. The scene in front of me is a bit incredible. The river is so narrow that only two or three boats can pass side by side. There are small gray bridges on the river, and mottled marks are branded on the cement deck. Next to it is Confucius Temple Leisure Street, which is also a famous scenic spot in China, but there are few pedestrians at this time. The road surface is being repaired, revealing potholes, like a dirt road in the country. The surrounding buildings are not high, some are old, with a few gray tones, giving people a chilly feeling.

Standing on the bridge, my wife couldn't help complaining. If I had known this, I might as well stay at home and watch the Yangtze River and Hanshui River. At least more magnificent than this. I know this is resentment caused by not letting her go to Xiamen. Looking at the scenery in front of me, I was speechless to comfort her and had to accompany her back to the hotel.

After dinner, the fatigue of the journey came and I fell asleep. When I woke up, my wife said I was hungry. I said, not bad, the snacks in Confucius Temple are not bad. Let's go for a walk. So, we came to Qinhuai River again.

Qinhuai River at night is brightly lit and crowded with people. Red lanterns hanging on the small building dance in the wind; Originally, the ship with lights on shuttled through the river; There are all kinds of tourists on both sides of the river. Male, female, old, young, tall, short, fat and thin; There are also a few foreigners holding SLR and shooting there; The children chewed Sugar-Coated Berry beautifully in their hands; Young couples snuggle up to each other and lean against the stone bridge by the river; Sitting quietly on the stone bench with his wife watching the night scene.

My mood began to improve. It turns out that Qinhuai needs a night tour, just like watching a beauty under the lamp, it is even more amorous feelings! His wife has a smile on her face. I know she likes food best. Not far ahead is an old shop specializing in old duck vermicelli soup. It is said that Nanjing people have a grudge against ducks and like to eat them. What salted duck, osmanthus duck, duck blood vermicelli soup ~

The old duck blood vermicelli soup is probably very famous, and there is a long queue at the door. I finally arrived, and when I saw others drinking crispy rice soup, I was curious and ordered one. What Nanjing people call crispy rice is similar to fried rice cakes in their hometown. It's a little brown and delicious. It is more delicious to soak in delicious old duck soup.

This is just a sacrifice. Let's go on shopping. In front is the Xiang Jun Memorial Hall. There is a couplet at the door: "Beauty is like jade, chivalrous * * Bing Xin". Xiang Jun, who has attracted countless people to lament that "the peach blossom is thin and the bottom of the fan falls", once lived here. When Kong wrote Peach Blossom Fan, he felt that if a person needs a sweet heart, why should the moon be afraid of the breeze? Xiang Jun is a weak woman, but she has no moral integrity in national justice, but she makes contemporary men feel ashamed ~

The mention of a man with a beard reminds me of Hong Chengchou's fortune-telling story. Hong Chengchou was an important official in the late Ming Dynasty. After the defeat of Songshan, he fell to the Qing Dynasty. Give advice to the new master and contribute a lot. Speaking of his later years, in his spare time, please ask your husband to tell your fortune and ask for luck. Mr. Wang replied, "Your young man is very successful. He is a very important person. Unfortunately, it is a pity to die young. "

Chengchou smiled and said, "Sir, this is ridiculous! I am over 60 years old, how can I say that I died young? " The gentleman replied, "You should have died, but you refused to die. What can I do? "

Some words stung Cheng Chou's heart disease, and later he died of depression. Emperor Qianlong later listed it as "Biography of Two Ministers in Qing Dynasty". It can be seen that being a traitor has no good end since ancient times. When you are alive, you will be spurned by the world, and after you die, you will bear the eternal blame!

My wife gave me a push while I was meditating. It turned out that she took a fancy to the fan sold in front of Xiang Jun Memorial Hall. Is this a peach blossom fan?

Since we have come to Qinhuai River, how can we not take one back? We went shopping with our wife and children. I see many handicraft shops in the street, followed by restaurants. The cultural atmosphere is very strong. Antique wooden building with dark pillars engraved with couplets. There is a wooden plaque hanging opposite it. There are books on Yixian Building and Xianheng Hotel. There is also a bronze statue, a gown and a braid hanging behind the head next to Xianheng Hotel. I recognized it at once-"How nice?" Not much! "; Isn't this Kong Yiji? Unfortunately, I can't ask him for nine ways to write fennel!

Next to Xianheng Hotel is Wuyi Lane. Liu Yuxi, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote the poem "Wuyi Lane": "The Suzaku Bridge is overgrown with weeds, and the sunset in Wuyi Lane is oblique. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie' an have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. "

Today, Suzaku Bridge has long been dusty in the memory of history; There is only one ancient well left in Wuyi Lane, telling the prosperity of the past. Walking in front of the Xie Wang Memorial Hall, I think of Wang Xizhi's Lanting Ya Collection, where meandering water flows; Think of the good news of Xie An and his friends in the game, and the sentence: "Children break thieves!" " "

Memories haunt me. I was inspired to write a song "Nian Nu Jiao"-a trip to Qinhuai River.

The extremes meet, and the road is long, and it will last forever in Xiu Yuan. Suzaku Bridge, Wang Xieting, the new swallow is hard to recognize. Mo Dao Xiang Jun, Peach Blossom's life is short, and ask one person. Floating like a dream, how much love and hate ~ ~ ~