Misty and rainy west window, pillow water people.

I have been in Hangzhou for two years, but the scope of my visit is still limited to the West Lake. You can't wait until graduation to find out that in the best years, you not only didn't achieve anything, but even the trip you had expected didn't come true. Just like Kosuke Kitajima sighed in A Polish Tourist: "At that time, we had dreams, about literature, about love and about traveling around the world. Now, we are drinking late at night, and the cups and cups meet, all of which are the sounds of broken dreams. " How much regret, all because I woke up too late.

When I was a child, I often read articles describing Jiangnan: Wuzhen has no dry roads, and ten households have one boat. I thought the residents living in the water town really wanted to go out by boat. The houses were all connected, with water on both sides. There was a small stone ladder at the door and a boat tied below.

Today, we can really get a glimpse of it: mottled old white walls, dark blue tiles, and old buildings have a unique historical charm. The buildings are closely connected, and the wooden doors and windows are carved with simple patterns, and the restoration has been done to the extreme. Even the trash can is made of wood. From time to time, tourists put their heads into the house, and the host's house was regarded as a scenic spot for eating or taking a nap, but everything was calm.

Cruise ships keep coming and going in the water, and the boatman in orange conspicuous coat stands at the bow and shakes his oars. Bluestone alleys crisscross, with alleys extending vertically to the main roadway every tens of meters, and benches on both sides for tourists to smoke and rest. 12 islands surrounded by clear water, 72 "corridor waist" arch bridges, Xi Shi's promenades on both sides of the river, and old streets intertwined with long lanes-it seems that any place in the south of the Yangtze River can artificially create such a landscape, but its history and story are unique and cannot be copied.

There is a narrow alley deep in the alley, just enough for three or two people to pass side by side, which can't help but make people think: when walking in a long rainy alley, will you meet a girl who walks out of a poem and holds an oiled paper umbrella and is as sad as cloves? The two sides of the umbrella gave way to each other, nodding, spreading incense for a long time, with a hazy dream.

People got lost in the driveway. I don't know where to start, just look for the attractions on the tickets one by one. Hundred-bed museum, folk museum ... passed by with group tourists in batches, and the tour guide chose several distinctive exhibitions to explain and browse. Perhaps the contact time is long, and the tour guides are tired of these scenic aesthetics, and they are generally moving forward. I don't try to keep up with their rhythm, which is also a kind of freedom. Anyway, there are always people who "advance wave after wave" to explain.

Standing in front of the modern mahogany carved bed with mirror in the first exhibition hall, I heard the words: "It is easy to know that this bed is a modern work, and the Roman columns on both sides are the product of modern cultural exchanges between China and the West. There are three heart-shaped mirrors embedded in the bed to persuade people not to be half-hearted ... "As early as the Tang Dynasty in China, Roman columns and other architectural elements were widely introduced to China, and the Roman columns were not a symbol of modernity, but I heard that they were imposed by tour guides. If I don't look up the information, I will take these error messages as new gains. Still can't be superstitious about authority, not only to judge for yourself, but also to check more.

In the second exhibition hall, there is the treasure of the town hall-Qing 8 thousand palace bed. It lasted more than 3,000 days, employed more than 1000 people, and was meticulously crafted, hence the name, which is a well-deserved representative of the craftsman spirit. Everyone seems to prefer the old days. At that time, the Zhujiajian brothers were willing to spend 10 thousand working hours to build a "sedan chair" for a promise. At that time, Cao Xueqin wrote A Dream of Red Mansions only after "adding and deleting five times and looking back for ten years", but he did not expect to become famous immediately. At that time, holding hands and praying to grow old together, we would not repeatedly compare and weigh the pros and cons. As Mu Xin's "Once upon a time it was slow" described: "In the past, the color of the sun became slow and the mail was slow, so I can only love one person in my life." Now everything pays attention to efficiency and speed, and the mentality is impetuous. While enjoying the convenience of life, it is inevitable to lose a lot of preciousness. Only in this ancient town can we find a moment of stability and enjoy the beauty of "wasting time".

Most of the third exhibition hall is a leisure practical bed. At that time, the three-screen arhat bed inlaid with marble used by ancestors to entertain guests was listed in front of the hall, and the mahogany was inlaid with marble, which was generous and aura. A girl wearing a red printed chest-length skirt explained to her companion: the marble is inlaid with landscape patterns, which shows the longing for landscape in the hearts of predecessors. Suddenly I remembered a lyric in "Half Bottled Yarn": You can see the scenery in my heart, and you can see it in your eyes. Every soul is rich and colorful, but few people really see it, so it is so rare to meet people who fit in with the soul, which is worth looking forward to. There is a bosom friend between mountains and rivers. "It's a shame for a clock to meet running water." I was deeply touched when I met the robes of Hanfu and nodded and smiled at each other.

In this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, tourists' clothes become simple and elegant. Everywhere, you can see women wearing half-length skirts with brown collars, round-neck robes with round necks, all kinds of Hanfu robes, and women wearing cheongsam and oil-paper umbrellas. They painted exquisite makeup, gentle and lovely, and grew lotus flowers step by step, decorating the windows of Wuzhen and dotted with tourists' dreams.

Go further and you will find the folk museum. It shows the ceremonies of weddings, funerals, sacrifices and birthdays in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces in the past. What impressed me the most was the sedan chair in the wedding custom museum: in ancient times, the girl cardamom was already waiting to be married, and the Jiangnan women were delicate and delicate, so the sedan chair looked pocket-sized. Most newcomers have never met before, and only when they enter the bridal chamber can they see the true face of Lushan Mountain. At that time, the groom needed to open the bride's red veil with a balance beam to seek justice.

Oranges, apples, pomegranates and sugar cane are placed in front of the sacrificial table, wishing success, peace and a full house of children and grandchildren. The number of places is odd, because it is customary: odd numbers are yin and even numbers are yang. The fish hanging on the beam was blindfolded by red paper. The tour guide explained that all the sacrifices were made of live fish. Without water, they will struggle and accelerate oxygen consumption. But if they are blindfolded, they will be quiet. A successful sacrificial ceremony needs to wait until after the sacrificial ceremony to release live fish, so as to pray for the good luck of "Carp yue longmen".

Out of the east gate, I saw the man smell his voice first. I searched the voice for the artist who performed on the Flower Drum Tower. I see that everyone's mobile phone photographic equipment is brushed against the high platform, and they are bent on taking care of the quality of the photos. In fact, not many people really appreciate it. I only think that traditional art has been handed down and deserves praise. I saw this shadow play called national intangible cultural heritage for the first time in Hanlin. The Monkey King's "borrowing a banana fan for three times" ended in just a few minutes, and everyone was sighing and wanting more.

After the audience dispersed, they all looked behind the scenes and summoned up their courage to ask if they could visit. The seniors readily agreed and enthusiastically explained that the cowhide of the filmmaker is transparent, while the cowhide products such as belts are black, which is the difference between raw cowhide and cooked cowhide. There is modern audio equipment on the desk behind the screen. The predecessors said: the music and dialogue between characters during the performance in Wuzhen Scenic Area were recorded in advance. If coupled with a live dubbing band, the project is huge. Finally, the artist uncle suggested that the little girl (me) perform with a "shadow people", and he helped to take pictures. Hanfu and shadow play are both very cultural arts, which are very compatible. Such close contact makes me glad you came.

There is also a shadow play every half hour. I was going to see it for the second time, but I accidentally turned out of the scenic spot. A ticket can only be entered once, there is no turning back, and regret will not help. Much like life, we are scattered and displaced unexpectedly and never give enough opportunities to say goodbye. When you can still appreciate it, you must seize the opportunity and leave it in your heart without regret.

The night scene starts around six o'clock, and the scattered light falls between the lakes and mountains, which is easily reminiscent of an essay: Qinhuai River in the shadow of oars and lights. The small town, which looks simple and quiet during the day, becomes prosperous and lively against the background of light and shadow. The children chased lanterns and shuttled through the streets. Several 45-year-old paulownia trees stood motionless by the river, and the evening breeze caressed them, bringing them unspeakable tranquility and comfort. Although the town is bustling and nobody cares about it, it almost devours people's dream of traveling around the world with war horses and knives and guns. When the night is deeper, colorful lights outline the outline of small bridges and flowing water more clearly and brightly, and cruise ships are densely spliced together to become a unique landscape. According to statistics, there are 150 cruise ships in Zhaxi Scenic Area. This bridge is the best viewing spot, and there are tourists everywhere. The staff in the scenic spot keep calling people not to stay on the bridge for a long time.

There is only half a broken bridge in the water theater, and tourists joked: This is the real "broken bridge". The quaint and empty frustum of a cone standing near the water is full of people's desire to get close to it, but the reality is not close: "There is no way to get close."

Because I bought a return ticket that day, I didn't enjoy myself, so I hurried to the station at a glance. Say goodbye in a hurry, in fact, we haven't learned how to say goodbye yet.

I remember a friend said that traveling can broaden people's horizons. If Wan Li Road, who doesn't study, is just a postman, then reading thousands of books and not visiting all the beautiful rivers and mountains in the world is just a nerd. In ancient poetry and prose thousands of years ago, we can also see traces of literati visiting. Consciousness always depends on existence. If you haven't been there, you may never get out of the framework described by your predecessors.