The origin of blue brick and tile poetry

Probably from the poetry conference a few years ago, Chinese style, with its unique mystery and elegance, has gradually been loved by more and more people and become a trend. From reciting ancient poems, to Chinese songs, to all kinds of Chinese clothes, mobile phone cases and accessories. ...

I wonder if it is influenced by this trend. The 6-year-old baby is interested in ancient poems, idioms, ancient songs and even ancient costumes. She recited a lot and learned a lot. She also asks me some knowledge about ancient Chinese from time to time. No, I don't know where I learned the "blue bricks and tiles", so I had to explain it to her, so I drove for six hours and took her to Hongcun, where there are the most blue bricks and tiles.

In fact, when it comes to Chinese style and the ancient rhyme of Jiangnan, some people will think of Wuzhen and Zhouzhuang, others will think of West Lake and Taihu Lake, and more people will think of the splash-ink landscape paintings of people with small bridges and flowing water, and think of Xidi and Hongcun hidden in Huizhou mountains.

As a photographer, I'm sorry I haven't been to Hongcun. I passed by three times, but I finally got what I wanted this time, but I didn't bring too much shooting equipment. Because, compared with the beautiful scenery, there is more important companionship-time to travel with family.

The epidemic has not completely subsided, but the flow of people in Hongcun is much more than expected, and the parking lot is basically full. Entering from the south gate, you can see the most classic and famous scenic spot in Hongcun-Nanhu as soon as you look up. I only heard Eva recite the poem "Painting" directly: the distant mountains are colored and the water is silent. Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed. The lake is clear, the arch bridge is like a rainbow, the shore is pink and green, and bauhinia is in full bloom. On the other side is the towering horse head wall, and in the distance are rolling mountains. Everything in front of me is really picturesque and intoxicating. The family sat on the stone bench by the lake, quietly looking at the landscape painting in front of them, and no one wanted to break this rare silence.