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For a long time, Jiangnan in my heart is an ancient town in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. Women like oiled paper umbrellas and cloves walk on the bluestone road in the rain lane and wade smoothly between the gray tiles and white walls in the leading gallery.

I have been to Huizhou, and I know that I am narrow-minded. It turns out that the so-called Jiangnan and the south bank of the Yangtze River are both Jiangnan, with vast territory and extending westward along the estuary. Every fork in the road leads to a different Jiangnan, just like a long scroll of ink painting, with green mountains and green waters, maple red and apricot yellow, fallen leaves of green grass, pavilions and waterside pavilions, white walls and tiles, curling reflections and sparkling.

Jiangnan in my memory is separated, and my heart is at a loss. Looking at Jiangnan in the evening, I feel very happy. The breeze dreams of Jiangnan, and the heart floats. Pick up the fragrance and send it to Jiangnan.

"Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, tourists only enter Jiangnan, spring water is greener than the sky, painting boats and listening to the rain." Jiangnan has always been a beautiful place, a plot that can't be solved, an acacia that can't be thrown away, and an unforgettable past life.

Since ancient times, many literati have fallen in love with Jiangnan, splashing ink and leaving many beautiful ci paintings. Although I have no ink in my chest, I also have a soft spot for Jiangnan.

I've seen the misty Taihu Lake. I have seen the West Lake with rippling blue waves and heavy make-up, been to Wuzhen, where Wu Peng shuttles between sound waves, and enjoyed tea and listened to the rain in a long rainy lane. But when I arrived in Huizhou, I began to feel the beauty of Jiangnan, and Huizhou was the most beautiful.

The beauty of the West Lake cannot be elaborated. The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy. It is always appropriate to compare the West Lake to the West Lake. There are poems to prove it. But I think the West Lake is beautiful and lacks a little ancient charm. Modern high-rise residential buildings by the lake dilute the traces of time. The ancient rhyme here is to be found, and you can only feel it when you walk into the ancient town. Huizhou is different. Micro-architecture, which is integrated with landscape, unique in style, elegant and beautiful, and integrates the beauty of nature and humanity, adds a lot of color and pen and ink to Huizhou. The strong ancient rhyme makes you feel that if tourists wear ancient costumes, it is like crossing into the ancient farming era.

It has been some time since I came back from Huizhou, but the Huizhou complex still exists. I want to write it, but I am afraid that my words have failed to live up to this fairy-like beauty, and I have been afraid to write it. But I always want to write something, so I still use my indecent words to record the ancient rhyme of Huizhou in my heart.

Huizhou is a virgin to me. Photographer Xiao Ai took our group of four people to drive west to find those non-mainstream ancient villages.

Autumn rain falls slowly, slowly freehand brushwork the wet (poetic) meaning belonging to Jiangnan. The car gradually went west, and the mountain road fluctuated. Looking through the window, the misty mountains are connected with the sky, and you can't tell which one is the mountain. In the misty rain, it follows, the hillside is maple red and apricot yellow, and Song Bailv is drunk in autumn. Under the misty Shan Ye, from time to time, there are horse-headed walls, blue tile roofs and low courtyard walls quietly snuggling up to the hut, which is fresh and simple. This is a typical Huizhou architecture. I sigh that the black and white embedded in the mountains is so beautiful. No wonder an ancient poem says: I have never dreamed of Huizhou in my life. Junmei, I'm glad you came.

Huizhou is a heavy book, which needs to be read quietly, savored carefully and interpreted attentively. Only after reading and tasting can we appreciate the taste. I just picked up a book called Huizhou Ancient Rhyme and read it, but I can only read part of it.

We walked through a village and a pool, just like opening the ancient rhyme Huizhou and seeing a wonderful chapter, which made people fondle it. After reading one chapter, we want to turn over the next chapter, but we want to read it carefully again. I just want to rub myself in.

With a quiet heart, slowly experience the charm of ancient buildings that have passed through thousands of years. Let the remoteness and profundity here bring me a sense of peace and security.

Exquisite and solemn Huizhou architecture is unique, the ancient villages blend with the natural environment, and the pastoral features of mountains and rivers with water as the soul are remarkable. The cornices with blue tiles and white walls bear mottled historical traces and contain profound cultural connotations.

Huizhou (the so-called Huizhou here has gone beyond the administrative scope and is the coverage area of Huizhou culture), Huizhou merchants, Huizhou cuisine, Huizhou school ... How many historical feelings has a emblem word triggered? Walking into the wasteland, a place where once fallen aristocrats fled, has evolved a civilized culture that has influenced more than half of China. Wang's family, who took refuge and migrated, brought the wonderful outside to the secluded mountain and integrated into the Central Plains culture. They believed in reading and prospered the Huizhou style of writing. Today, Huizhou culture still has its own system. As the "three wonders" of Huizhou ancient architecture, the folk houses, ancestral halls and memorial archways are the material carriers of Huizhou culture. They went down to Xin 'anjiang as officials and businessmen, trekked the ancient plank roads in Huizhou and Hangzhou, and went straight to Suzhou and Hangzhou. Looking at Zhouzhuang in Tongli, Xitang and Wuzhen in Suzhou, I feel that the buildings there are all white walls and blue tiles, which are the reappearance of Huizhou scenery. It turned out to be the result of the efforts of Huizhou merchants there.

Li Bai's poem "Walking in the mirror, Bird in the screen" injects spirituality and profound charm into Huizhou landscape. The mountains and plains are full of colorful colors, which complement the Huizhou ancient dwellings with white walls and tiles. Looking down from the height, unknown villages can be seen everywhere, embedded in the sea of flowers, forming a beautiful scenery with unique characteristics in southern Anhui.

We walked on the wet mountain road, as if we were in a huge ink painting. In the misty rain, the mountains are in love, the village is covered with thin clouds, and the waves are turned up, from shallow to deep yellow, red and green, and the colors flow, and suddenly into Penglai fairy rhyme, wanting to get drunk. Suddenly, a family began to smoke. In an instant, a puff of smoke curled up and there were a little more fireworks.

I watched the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery were watching me. The dazzling red all over the mountains makes me the middle of a scene. I am really immortal.

Huizhou is dignified and poetic. The patchwork ancient houses, embedded in the ancient villages in the mountains, look at the scenery from a distance, look at the painting from a close distance, and walk into it as a heavy thread-bound book. In the quiet corridor, between the white walls of Yamato, you can walk gently on the green slate and take a deep breath quietly, as if you would smell a thick book.

Open Painting a Medieval Village-Beautiful Tachuan, a quiet small village, and jump into your eyes. In late autumn, trees, fields and villages form a colorful picturesque landscape. Twenty or thirty ancient houses are built on the mountain, and the autumn scenery is unique, which makes Xiao Ai constantly crack and earn beautiful scenery. Climb the stairs, stroll in the ancient village, enjoy the simple and pure life fun of the villagers in the mountains, enjoy the "front house around the stream", "birds singing on Zhushan Mountain" and "Tachuan Cave Cave", and you can easily throw yourself into the beautiful picture of "autumn colors in Tachuan". A fallen leaf came by hand and harvested the autumn colors of Tachuan. I hope our arrival will not disturb the original peace.

Chengkan, as early as the Song Dynasty, was praised by the famous Neo-Confucianist Zhu as: "Chengkan is the first village in the south of the Yangtze River. Just like a paradise, independent and immortal. The whole village is positioned and laid out according to the eight diagrams concept, the unity of yin and yang (presentation) and the unity of heaven and man in the Book of Changes. The ninety-nine lanes of the Third Street, like a maze, are a combination of "heaven, tunnel and people". There is often a local proverb, "Nine times out of ten, you get lost and stay in Chengkan", which is used to explain people who walk into Chengkan. Legend has it that Chengkan is a treasure trove of geomantic omen, and many top literati have emerged. I think, because of reading, Chengkan has a wealth of books and made a talent.

Walking through one village after another, the thick ancient rhyme seemed to jump out of the yellow thread-bound book, lost my eyes and drunk my heart. Hongcun is as grand as everyone else, with seven mountains and bright autumn sun, beautiful Shicheng maple forest, and the most round village in the world has a very poetic name-Chrysanthemum Path. Unfortunately, the time is too short, and there are still many chapters and pages to read, but it doesn't matter. Leave some regrets and look carefully next time.

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