Traveling with prose, waking up in a dream is an essay on Guizhou prose.

It is said that dreams are a lonely trip, but I like to enrich my poetic life with such a trip, and then constantly enrich those years of fireworks.

A few days ago, I went on a lonely trip for my dream. In fact, I shouldn't say that I am lonely, because it is a great event in the literary world and a very happy thing for us who are chasing dreams all over the world to get together.

This time, going to the grand ceremony of "Traveling with Prose to Awaken Guizhou" held in Guiyang can be said to be a grand learning opportunity and a spiritual journey.

I like literature, so I embarked on a road of literary creation. When writing, I tend to pursue the artistic realm of blending scenes, because I know that it is the life support of my literature. So I have always believed in "reading thousands of books and taking Wan Li Road".

After reading more books, I naturally yearn for the world described in the book, especially those places of interest. I will think in my mind that one day, my footprints may also reach that landscape. With this idea, I have the impulse to travel. Whenever I face the condensed world that fascinates me in the book, I will sincerely sigh in my heart: the most beautiful scenery is always on the road.

When the road I walked became the scenery behind me, I came to a conclusion: it turns out that there is a wonderful connection between travel and reading. I can read the world while traveling, and I can experience the happiness of traveling while reading. Therefore, I have a new understanding of the sentence "soul and body must be on the road", because my heart can always be on the road about reading and traveling.

Once, I like to travel with prose, follow the footsteps of others in my travel, follow the clues in the book and go into a strange and familiar place again and again to feel, understand and experience, and then let the beautiful scenery turn into words in my eyes.

I can rediscover myself on an unknown road, just like I let my mind read when I travel, just like I went to Guiyang this time. I just read while traveling. So as to find all the beauty.

A few years ago, I traveled all over Guizhou because of my work. Many times, I like to set foot on those mountains, look at the rivers in the distance, and build Shui Mu and Tsinghua in my heart. Guiyang, the cool capital, a city like my second hometown, can be said to be a fulcrum of my life. I used to travel freely on both sides of Nanming River, in Hunter International, in Kempinski, in the streets, in the bustling market, and experience the taste of Guiyang. At sunset, I dreamed that a ray of golden sunshine took me through time in the sacred places such as Cuiwei Garden and Jiaxiulou, which have been deposited for more than 400 years.

This time I traveled with prose, because I had a dream, and a colorful and beautiful prose scroll made my heart dizzy. At the Huaxia Prose Summit Forum after the award ceremony, after listening to the lectures of Chang Liang 'e's "Prose Realm is High" and Yi Ding's "Let Reading Become a Faith", I seem to understand that life is really a long journey. It turns out that the most beautiful prose is from the beginning of the trip to the precipitation of the soul.

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Wherever I go, after nightfall, I like to go out for a walk, blend in with the bustling crowd, feel the characteristics of a city and feel the pulse of a place. When I come to Guiyang again, I have to say that the road in Guiyang is sad, and I can declare the Guinness World Record. Walking in the city of Guiyang, you can't walk straight at all. At the crossroads, you will suddenly find out why there is no zebra crossing here. At this time, you must see if there is a hidden underground passage nearby. In many places, there is only a visible distance, but it is a long way from the pedestrian passage under the bridge. I think Guiyang is the only city that complicates simple things. In Guiyang, some underground passages are not just crossing the road, but also have a feature, that is, an underground shopping mall or some shops are attached.

Guiyang is a city to eat, just like the street on Minsheng Road, where there are special foods from all over Guizhou, such as crispy buns in Anshun, bowl cakes in Guiyang, rice skin in Zunyi and sour soup rice in Kaili ... Every time I come here, I want to know the truth of a fireworks life and know what kind of life people are eager for.

The bustling night market and the bustling crowd highlight the busyness of Guiyang, while those colorful neon lights render the night extremely warm, quiet and dynamic, which complement each other. I have always believed that the busier the city, the quieter the pace of people's life. Just like now, in this smoky night, more and more people are looking for their own quiet life on the street.

Guiyang is undoubtedly a food gathering place. Walking on Qingyun Road at night, you can always smell the fragrance and discover the characteristics of a food. The fireworks on the tip of Guiyang people's tongue can make me enjoy a quiet life instantly. I think the night market in Guiyang is very good, and life needs to be grounded like this. While experiencing a memorable meal, you can eat it quietly. I like to walk around the night market in Guiyang, smell the market, and then experience a unique region and food culture with my heart.

Like my favorite prose, it is not only a temperament, but also a touch from life. Only grounded, with the smell of fireworks, those jumping spiritual words can become good prose.

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It's very late to come back from the busy night market. Standing at the gate of Shaoxing Hotel and looking back, I can't help chanting "Suddenly looking back, that man was in the dim light".

The next morning, the organizing Committee arranged for us to go to the ancient town of Qingyan to collect the wind. When I heard about Qingyan ancient town, the word "pig's foot" came into view. I don't know why. In Guiyang, subconsciously, the first thing that comes to mind is food.

Ancient buildings in Ming and Qing dynasties in the ancient town are patchwork, and some pavilions and pavilions are carved with beams and painted buildings. Even after years of changes, some buildings are still covered with flying horns and double eaves. The stone walls, stone tiles and stone roads that can be seen everywhere have precipitated all the years of the word "Qingyan". Walking on the stone road, the ancient buildings on both sides are full of commercial atmosphere, and the dazzling array of goods is incompatible with the pattern of the ancient town. Looking up at the deep blue sky, I can't help feeling sad for these ancient towns. Why have Wuzhen, Xitang and Qingyan become so neither fish nor fowl?

If we abandon the collection of folk songs, then I will say to eat pig's trotters in Qingyan ancient town. I believe many people go to Qingyan ancient town to eat this pig's foot. This refreshing food related to the legendary to beno. 1 is fat but not greasy. How could I miss it?

In Qingyan ancient town, those stone houses and mottled walls all have a color that has been stained by the years. After all, the wind blowing in the sun can't restore the historical traces of a hundred-year-old bunker. As a special snack of Qingyan, the history of this famous braised trotters can be traced back to Zhao Yijiong, the first scholar in Guizhou, who wrote Qin He Chun Qiu and handed down the Analects of Confucius.

Qingyan has a taste of history.

Actually, I still like to walk into Qingyan in the evening.

A few years ago, when I first went to Qingyan ancient town, I found the beauty of the wrong time and space. Sunset, covered with thin sunshine, walking on the bare stone road, I can feel a trace of indifference in the bustling, and the silence after the noise. I have to say, feeling this detached atmosphere, especially the ancient charm permeated everywhere, naturally adds a ray of Zen to my heart. At this moment, the mountains are rolling in the distance and the trees are lush nearby. I think it is a fresh and elegant painting. After a while, the shops on both sides were fitted with door panels to separate the warm lights in the room from the street. After nightfall, Qingyan ancient town really has a unique charm. Every step I take, I can find that kind of different beauty in every corner.

Blue-gray stone roads and quaint blue bricks have constructed a poetic picture, which makes more than 60 prose writers from all over the country reluctant to part. Everyone just sat in the car, listening to the tour guide telling touching historical events, while waiting for two female writers who left the team to play silver ornaments.

At this time, I suddenly thought to myself, if I come to Qingyan ancient town next time, I will walk up the city wall with lanterns and climb up to enjoy the night view of the ancient town. Or, in the hazy misty rain, listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the tiles. It is conceivable that the ancient town of Qingyan in rainy days has a different kind of beauty.

Perhaps, only in such a quiet night can we really feel the charm of the years precipitated by Qingyan ancient town.

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After the two women writers returned to the team, they set off for Confucius Institute and then went to Qianling Mountain Park, which has the reputation of "the first mountain in southern Guizhou".

In Guiyang, a livable city, Qianling Mountain Park is a landmark scenic spot. I have been to Guiyang several times, but this is my first time here. This time, following the prose to travel, facing the beautiful scenery of this "cool capital", I have a feeling that all the beauty has become so within reach.

Guiyang is green everywhere, and fresh air is everywhere. In Guiyang, where there is no sunny day for three days, the weather is unprecedented these days, and the degree of high clouds and light winds simply fascinates me.

From the gate of the park to Qilin Cave, there are many tourists. I can't imagine so many tourists in a park. The trees on the roadside are lush, and some macaques can be seen from time to time. People and animals are very comfortable here.

I can't help observing these monkeys carefully. Not far away, I saw an unweaned little monkey hanging on the belly of the mother monkey on all fours, letting the mother monkey walk and eat on the ground, but it was still the same. After a while, the mother monkey jumped on the tree with her little monkey and walked freely on the branches, jumping from branch to branch from time to time. At that moment, I seemed to hear the cheerful cry of the little monkey.

It must be said that these monkeys have added unique charm to Qianling Mountain Park, and those chirping monkeys on the roadside have shown the beauty of the ecological environment. But I think it would be great if tourists didn't tease them and bother them!

Climbing the Qianling Mountain and overlooking the urban area of Guiyang, although there is no momentum of other mountains, they all look short under the sky. It also makes me feel relaxed and happy.

Walking back, through the promenade and waterside pavilion, I seem to have the illusion that I am in the south of the Yangtze River.

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Travel with prose, such a trip, even if it is only one day, is enviable, even if it is very tired, I am willing to travel like this.

Accustomed to taking a walk after dinner, I started from Shaoxing Hotel and unconsciously arrived at Nanming River.

Standing by the river, looking up, Jia Xiulou seems to have the taste of the past under the dim light of night, and I suddenly feel that time seems to be stagnant at the moment. In my mind, I seem to have instantly returned to an ancient era. Although the quiet and beautiful artistic conception and prosperity under the light are only one step away, the elegant years that have never changed are still flowing along the Nanming River.

Strolling through Nanming River, the cool breeze blows gently and the time is long. On such a night, I can taste the flavor in Guiyang's bones in the wind.

Walking on the bridge, sitting in the Hanbi Pavilion and looking at this epic building in front of me, I can't help but sigh in my heart: this beautiful building really deserves its reputation.

The wind is mild. At this time, if I can break the boundaries between time and space and let the elegant life bloom along the Nanming River, I think I would rather hold a cup of green tea, bathe in the cool breeze and live a slow life. That must be a very pleasant thing.

Turning to look at the night view of Nanming River, there is an illusion of time travel. I don't want to stand up, for fear that my gestures will disturb this quiet beauty.

Perhaps this is the real pulse of touching city life, just like feeling the rhythm of a city soul, which is always poetic.

Walking out of Hanbi Pavilion and looking at the city night sky illuminated by bright neon, I was thinking that if I come to Guiyang with prose next time, I will definitely go to Nanjiang Grand Canyon to see the magnificent canyon scenery and various waterfall communities; Or, in the flowering period of March and April, take a trip to Zhijin Cave to experience various karst landscapes. ...