Wei Yuan’s Xiaoyu Prose Essay

In early autumn, at the invitation of a friend, I went to Rizhao to attend a literary pen meeting. Speaking of Rizhao, I have been to Rizhao often. It is indeed a beautiful place with fresh air and pleasant atmosphere. Therefore, after receiving the notice, I agreed without saying a word.

Before leaving, the weather was a little gloomy. Maybe I got up a little early. Although the air is fresh, it is still a bit chilly, which makes people feel that autumn is approaching.

As soon as the car set off, a few light raindrops fell on the car window, as if to tell us that this trip to Rizhao might be a very charming trip in the rain. Gradually, the raindrops became more and more dense, and we began to worry whether this PEN meeting would really become a PEN meeting where we could only sit in the conference room.

Facts have proved that our worries were unnecessary. As soon as the car entered Rizhao, the rain became noticeably lighter and turned into small water droplets that could just be felt. Thanks to the organizers' careful arrangements, we successfully arrived at the destination of the event - Weiyuan Hotel.

In my impression, Weiyuan is just an ordinary hotel that integrates catering and accommodation. The organizer only arranged for us to rest and hold meetings here. But after breakfast, the really interesting activities began. .

Beside the hotel, there is an antique-style gate. Above the gate are written two powerful characters: Wei Garden. I thought that this might be a side entrance of the hotel. It was probably just rows of guest rooms for guests to live in. At this beautiful and elegant gate, my camera took the first photo of this trip and recorded the first scene of this event.

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sun slowly revealed half of its face. It looked like it was about to clear up after the rain, but unknowingly, it was still like dots of fog floating down from the sky. The small raindrops spread out one after another and sprinkled quietly on the ground, wetting my hair and shoulders. They not only let you feel its falling, but also prevent you from seeing their figure, and even make it impossible to determine its existence. , but it makes people feel that they are clearly with Xiaoyu.

After everyone took the first group photo in Rizhao, they took a bus to the beach. People who live in the mainland naturally have the desire to get close to the sea as soon as they arrive at the beach. When we came, my friends all brought their swimming suits, ready to experience the charm of the sea at this particularly clean beach. Maybe we came to the beach too early. In addition to the weather that was cloudy and sunny, there were many tourists at the beach, but few went to the sea. Everyone stood on the beach, facing the gentle breeze blowing from the sea. Feel the fishy breeze and watch the sea water under your feet hit the rocks one after another.

On the beach, a group of girls like seabirds rushed toward the sea with chirping, and then were driven back by the water. Although they did not go into the sea, their travel shoes were still soaked by the sea water. By the time we walked back, they had already spent one yuan on the roadside to buy fresh water to wash their feet.

Although they did not go into the sea, everyone enjoyed the scenery of the sea, embraced the gentle sea breeze, and watched the Olympic sailing competition training base. Friends all lamented the rapid development of Rizhao in recent years, and almost all of them unanimously praised it. : Rizhao has changed so much, and modern elements are everywhere.

Yes, with the rapid development of economic construction, Rizhao has also stepped up the pace of entering a modern city. Whether it is in terms of urban construction, economic development or people's clothing and living conditions, modern elements have indeed penetrated Arrived at every corner. Isn’t there a simple, natural, quiet and comfortable place away from the hustle and bustle of the city? The answer from the event organizer is: Yes, not only not in the suburbs far away from the city, but also in the bustling urban area with many high-rise buildings.

When I returned to the hotel, I couldn’t wait to ask about that quiet place. The tour guide smiled and didn’t answer, pointed to the Wei Garden next to the hotel building and said, “This is it.”

That’s it? How can there be a quiet and comfortable place in this economically important place where there are many hotels and every inch of land is at a premium? Whatever it is, go and see it first.

As soon as you enter the gate, the first thing you see is a screen wall composed of many stones. The mountain is tall and handsome, the peaks are abrupt and strange, and a few green pines are dotted in appropriate places, presenting a beautiful scene. A majestic picture of mountains and rivers emerges, and before entering the garden, a natural charm comes to you, which refreshes your spirit.

There are many large trees planted in the garden, each with a diameter of several meters. The smaller ones are at least a hundred years old. How could there be so many ancient trees in such a concentration in this coastal place? If you look closely, you will see that there is a sign on each tree, which states the tree's species and age. The green leaves are beaten by the falling raindrops, making them look more and more green. Even the dead tree holes are full of green leaves. Braving vitality. After listening to the introduction, I learned that these trees were transplanted from all over the country, and no matter what kind of tree they were in, they would survive once they were transplanted. Even garden experts were surprised by such a high survival rate. I think it may be that this land has a unique aura, right?

There is a gate at the other end of the garden. On the round moon gate are the handsome words "The Garden is Full of Fragrance". Passing through the Moon Gate, a small pond jumps out. Under the shadow of the willow trees hanging down to the ground by the water, a row of pavilions with gray tiles and white walls are scattered in an orderly manner. On the water, clusters of water lilies open their delicate flowers. The petals calmly welcomed the drizzle from time to time, and occasionally a few red, yellow, or black koi carps swam under the lotus leaves. They hid under the lotus leaves for a while, and then quickly jumped out and went They pecked at the little bits and pieces on the water surface, thinking that what fell into the water was some delicious bait. Little did they know that it was a game Xiaoyu was deliberately playing with them.

To the east of the pond is a small pavilion. A wall separates the roads, cars, and noisy sounds outside. Inside is another cave. Exquisite rock bonsais are placed one after another, miniaturizing the majestic and magnificent mountains and rivers and collecting them in a porcelain basin, within a few inches. Although they are just a few stones full of textures, they form the best combination here. Beautiful, tall or steep, majestic mountain peaks are displayed in front of you.

There is water and mountains, and there should also be trees, right? Sure enough, the next tree stump bonsai showed us another fresh and elegant charm. Those bonsais made from pine, cypress, elm and other trees, some were sideways, some were hanging upside down, some were suspended, and some were up and down. There are also ones rooted in rock crevices. Each bonsai has a brand with its beautiful and appropriate name. Below the name is a poem or a simple and clear explanation.

In a small pot, there is a masson pine tree. The main trunk of the tree is relatively thick, and a thin branch grows next to the main trunk, growing lushly under the care of the main trunk. On the blue sign in front of the flower pot is written a poem called "The Love of Licking a Calf": "The love of licking a calf is deeper than the sea. The wind and rain in a foreign country can't be restrained. A corner of loess stays together, and half a ladle of clear water is worth ten thousand gold." "This poem vividly describes the deep love between the old man and his son. You see, that strong backbone is a strong and kind father. He is well aware of the hardships in his hometown and is unwilling to let his children go far away. Even in the face of the poverty in his hometown, he can get more than gold in poverty. Precious happiness. The author of this poem is none other than the owner of Wei Garden.

Passing through the unique doorway with white walls and gray tiles, climbing up the steps under the shade of green bamboo, you come to a high place. This is a hill covered with various flowers, plants and trees, surrounded by hibiscus, green pine, Among the lilac and other trees and various flowers and plants, an exquisite and unique pavilion stands on the mountain. This is the commanding height of the entire garden. Sitting quietly in the pavilion, you can overlook the whole garden.

To the north of the garden is the simple and elegant Arhat Hall, which displays the exquisitely carved mahogany statues of the Eighteen Arhats. The images of the Arhats look natural and lifelike, with fine workmanship and smooth lines. At first glance, they are made by experts. hand. Especially the huge and delicate redwood material is very rare. It is said that an old wood carver in Vietnam spent more than ten years collecting raw materials, and spent nearly ten years devoting his life's talent and hard work to carving it. become. When purchasing these wood carvings of Arhats, the makers of these mahogany Arhats would devoutly burn incense and worship each Arhat statue, and then reluctantly caress each Arhat statue and shed tears uncontrollably. According to the owner of Wei Garden, it is already very difficult to find mahogany materials of this size in South Asia, where mahogany originated. Relevant United Nations organizations came to negotiate the purchase of these wooden Arhats at high prices, but the owner of Wei Garden still refused. It can be seen that these exquisite Arhat wood carvings are not ordinary wood carving handicrafts, they are truly rare things.

After leaving the Luohan Hall, there were still scattered light raindrops floating in the sky. Although the rhubarb and dieffenbachia beside the road were covered in spots, they still stretched out their wide leaves to welcome the dew-like raindrops.

On the lilac tree next to it, the purple petals and emerald green leaves tremble slightly. The green, purple and light mist of the grove not far away are intertwined, making this exquisite, gorgeous and beautiful garden even more beautiful. A feeling of tranquility and moisture.

During the PEN Conference, the owner of Wei Garden gave us warm hospitality. At noon, Ms. Li Xiaojun, a nationally renowned calligrapher, sat in the chair. In addition to warm hospitality, she also asked us so-called "literati" to name the dishes on the table. The dishes match. Everyone put down their cups and chopsticks one after another and looked at the dishes on the table carefully. There is a plate of fried cuttlefish in front of me. The round cuttlefish are regularly arranged in a circle on the plate, with the pointed end facing a watery peony flower in the middle of the plate. This sight gave me an idea: The sharp and round cuttlefish look like brushes dipped in paint? Don't this brush and the red peony directly opposite symbolize the saying "Dream brush brings flowers"? Ms. Li is a calligrapher, so she is naturally indispensable for handling brushes. Although these four characters are the name of a dish, they are also our best wishes for Ms. Li’s calligraphy career.

As soon as my words came out, they immediately attracted a round of praise from everyone. Ms. Li Xiaojun stood up immediately after hearing this name and praised her repeatedly. After the meal, Ms. Li personally wrote a calligraphy treasure for me: Dream pen produces flowers.

I don’t know the art of calligraphy, but I was naturally filled with joy when I got the calligraphy of everyone that combines vigor, majesty and elegance. But if you think about it carefully, no matter whether it is a brush, a fountain pen or any other pen, it will not produce flowers. This is a fact. Therefore, dreaming of flowers is just a kind of beautiful dream and wish, which seems to be more or less illusory. But the light rain in Wei Garden is real, and it still floats around me and lingers in my memory. At least it is still raining when I write this article. Therefore, I would like to send "Mengbi produces flowers" and the beautiful blessings it contains to Ms. Xiaojun and the graceful and beautiful Weiyuan, and hope that Weiyuan will produce more beautiful flowers in this land full of aura and vitality.