One of the most charming doors in Chongqing-"Tongyuan Gate"

If you don't know Tongyuanmen, you are not from Chongqing at all.

If you haven't been to Tongyuanmen, you haven't been to Chongqing.

If you went to Tongyuanmen and didn't fall in love with it, I can only say that you haven't touched the soul of Chongqing people and really integrated into the city.

Life is like a journey with no end and only an end. Everyone buys a one-way ticket. Get on the bus and get off the bus. During the journey, I met countless people and scenes, and I also passed by countless fragments. I only met with people who are destined to accompany me, and more of them passed by your world. On the other hand, who are you and who are you in your life? Whose life did you pass by? For people and scenery we meet by chance, we are all just passers-by, not returning home.

it's the fate of three students to be a returnee. It's impossible to be without one.

I have a long distance with Tong Yuan, so it is predestined relationship. More than ten years ago, I had a close chance with it, and I went in and out of the door almost every day for three months. It's really old, so old that its walls are broken and mottled. There are shacks and vendors in front of and behind the door for miles. Some of them are dark all the year round, closed all the year round, some are selling noisily and sundry, some are noodle shops, and flies are flying around. . . . . . In short, it is congested and dirty. I only took it as a shortcut. I vaguely know that it has a long history but I don't know the date. It's like this, and I have a vague impression when I meet you every day. Just like the things and scenes we are used to in life, we see them every day, but we turn a blind eye to them every day. How else to say travel is to go from the place where you are tired of living to the place where others are tired of living? Well, it's all big living people circulating in a greasy circle.

Over the past ten years, people who have worn away their bodies and never lost their time. God always loves to be unexpected. Time takes away the youth and vigor of the body, and gives back the state of mind, experience and vision. Fortunately, I met this door again when I was no longer young, but I was heartbroken by its unique charm. Well, all those wasted time and confused youth were not in vain. This door has been waiting for so long, and finally I woke up. Hundreds of years have flowed into the air. The sword of the Tang Dynasty shines on the sword of the Song Dynasty, the battle flag of the Yuan Dynasty and the wind of the Ming Dynasty. The old city gate is like an old man with scars, wrinkles and gullies. He is silent in the spring and autumn and watches the wind and rain in Shui Yunjian.

This door belongs to the past tense, and its dynasty has long since vanished. Because of the dislocation of time and space, it has escaped from the historical gap and survived to this day. Is this its "luck" or "misfortune"? Or, for modern people, it is fortunate to be able to overlook the vicissitudes of the past dynasties with ancient buildings. But for the ancient buildings that are completely unaccustomed to the water and soil and lonely, how can this be called "lucky"?

however, in the past, I couldn't go back after all. Therefore, after all, the ancient city gate has become an unfashionable laggard, long-term silent and nameless, and disappeared in the hustle and bustle of the market. Until one day, the construction team removed the heavy burden imposed on it, redesigned the planning, and carefully maintained it, as if it had restarted its life key and "passed away"-it was resurrected in the world.

Old Chongqing people know a saying: "Nine open, eight closed and 17 doors", which refers to 17 city gates, with nine normally open and eight normally closed. Today, after 6 years of vicissitudes, there are only two old city gates, Tongyuanmen and Dongshuimen. Dongshuimen only leaves the city gate, and only Tongyuanmen survives a section of the city wall. From Tongyuanmendong to Jiaochangkou to Jie Fangbei, this is the old road that people are used to. But those two tunnels are not really Gu Men, and the small doorway on the left is the authentic gateway.

The bus trunk road dug by the old city wall

The real gateway is here

Can you imagine that this small doorway was actually the only land trunk road from Chongqing to the outside world (the waterways include Dongshuimen and Chaotianmen, etc.), so it was named "Tongyuan". The names of ancient people are often simple and simple, and they are not as colorful as modern people, but have long meanings.

If you like someone, you must be eager to know his past. Because his present is the accumulation of the past, there is no present without the past. The same is true for me to travel far away. Only by checking the information can we know that its history can be traced back to the establishment of Chongqing:

At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mongolian army invaded Chengdu, and Song Jun retreated to Chongqing. At that time, Peng Daya became the magistrate of Chongqing, and this visionary magistrate vigorously expanded and repaired the city. It expanded northward to Jialing River, westward to Linjiangmen and Tongyuanmen, which was twice as large as Jiangzhou City before, and laid the pattern of Chongqing ancient city in Ming and Qing Dynasties. This is the origin of Tongyuan Gate. The city of Kyoto was broken, and the Song Dynasty perished, while the city of Chongqing was desperately resisted by the remote gate, which made the Mongolian soldiers lament.

After all, the building has fallen, and the wheel of history has been rolling over for centuries. In the fourth year of Hongwu in Ming Dynasty (AD 1371), Tongyuanmen once again ushered in major maintenance and rebuilt the city, until the government repaired Tongyuanmen again in the early Qing Dynasty. Then in 1929, Pan Wenhua, the first mayor of Chongqing in the National Government, chiseled through Tongyuanmen, which changed the pattern of the old city of Chongqing for the first time, and the Tongyuanmen wall, which had not been broken for 6 years, was smashed through.

This gate is "the natural barrier of Xiongguan, the important town of ancient military strategists; Things change, and the history is famous. "

After crossing just visiting and returning to 1259, I have to mention another famous city in Chongqing: Fishing City. It has long been said in history that if there is no fishing city, world history will be rewritten. Because of this small town, the "God's Whip" Mongo's iron horse was stopped, and the invincible Mongolian soldiers could not attack the fishing city for a long time and returned to the grassland. In 1217, Kublai Khan established the Yuan Dynasty. In 1276, he broke Lin 'an and perished in the Southern Song Dynasty. In 1278, he stormed Chongqing, and Zhang Huan, the commander, spilled blood on the city gate, and Chongqing fell. It was the first large-scale bloody battle in Tongyuanmen.

The second time, in 1644, in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen in Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xianzhong, a peasant rebel army, led 6, people to besiege Chongqing. After six days of fierce fighting, it failed to defeat the city, but it was only by secretly taking the road to Futuguan that it entered Chongqing. After entering the city, Zhang Xianzhong wantonly killed to vent his anger. According to records, "both men and women in the city had their right hands cut off"! The tragic appearance of the people makes people want to bow their heads. No wonder Qixinggang outside Tongyuanmen has become a chaotic grave. A ballad has been circulated for many years: "Tongyuanmen, gongs and drums ring, watch the dead buried".

for the third time, the movement to protect the road was like fire, and the war between the officers and men guarding the city in the late Qing Dynasty and the revolutionaries outside the city was on the verge. However, the situation changed dramatically. Members of Chongqing Alliance successfully bribed the school officials of the guarding city artillery team, removed the cannon bolts on Tongyuan Gate and smashed the door locks. In this way, Tongyuanmen made way for the Xinhai Revolution. Chongqing declared its independence without bloodshed.

No wonder Tongyuanmen wrote: "The swords and swords of the ages are witnessed by the walls and doors; A historic city in China, the literature can be collected. "

Today is not comparable. Fortunately, the time gap has preserved this city gate for us. It was simple and ordinary in the past, but now it is not a masterpiece of architectural history or a work of art in human history. However, its simplicity and plainness bear the imprint of history, and it is a "fossil" to prove the vicissitudes of time and the right path in the world. Therefore, this simplicity is the atmosphere, it is heavy, this ordinary is extraordinary, it is the heavy bass in the song of years, and its charm is irreplaceable.

to me, the beauty of the old city gate lies in its antiquity, its obsolescence, its defeat, and its present is worse than before. However, blindly doing this will only make it too heavy and heavy. Therefore, the beauty of the old city gate lies in its integration into the modern times, the contrast between it and the real life circle, the dislocation of it and the separation from it.

separation without breaking, separation without giving up, and separation without leaving are one of the long rivers of time: breaking, giving up and leaving.

A person, a mobile phone, a bottle of water, a 6-year-old Tongyuanmen, this is a private meeting between me and you.

What's near is ancient, and what's far away is today.

You can live in harmony.

Chickens and dogs hear about each other.

In the past, it was people who besieged me.

Now it is the building that besieged me.

be as aggressive as you want,

I am arrogant.

who says stones are heartless?

With your eyes,

I see the past and the present.

How many people have been illuminated by this corner of the sky?

Can someone stop and look up,

Take a breath of your shade?

The square hole in the stone wall,

is the bolt mouth of the huge wooden door in those days,

I suddenly miss it,

Where does that wooden door belong?

These numerous city walls,

are the soil of the Song Dynasty, the stones of the Yuan Dynasty, the wind of the Ming Dynasty and the rain of the Qing Dynasty,

are the countless soldiers screaming and fighting, swords and shadows, blood and flesh,

and then after fermenting in time,

I became you.

How many silent nights,

How many generations of soldiers guarding the city have stepped on your body?

On a lonely night,

Have you ever thought of a poem sung by someone? Songs you sang?

tied the general's horse? Tied the flag upstairs? A wooden post tied to the gate?

You are like a riddle,

the only wall that knows the answer,

but you keep your mouth shut.

I take the cliff as the wall.

My sadness was built at the beginning of the city.

guarding the city with the heart of going to the cliff,

There is no suspense in life and death.

This touch of green,

is the eye of countless souls under the ground,

thus reborn.

knives and axes can cut off my body, but

they can't stop my breathing.

because of my previous life, I was a city keeper.

the fate of living with the wall * * * makes me destined to be reincarnated from generation to generation.

have you ever seen such a stubborn life?

just because they are eternal city guards.

Only they understand the world in the wall.

Struggle and entanglement,

is the loyalty of another kind of soul.

Tell me, Parthenocissus tricuspidata,

The soldier who climbed the wall in those days,

Did you see this one?

Fighting is a civilized game in modern times.

In your day,

Heaven and earth were heartless, and everything was a dog.

This is the hanging track between the ancient and the present,

a game between civilization and barbarism, and

a peaceful relationship between this world and the dust.

which city did we attack,

this one? Or the one behind it?

how do I know that the moment I climb the wall,

will be condensed into eternal life?

Once a general is successful, his bones will wither.

Heroes die in battle and laugh.

Beauty sits alone with a frown,

She regrets asking her husband to find a marquis.

The Jinge Iron Horse, which is stable in this world,

is so absurd and peaceful.

On the one hand, there is a fierce battle, and on the other hand, there is a leisurely life.

We are on both sides of the historical river, and

we are at peace with each other.

Only the ancient city wall knows the absurdity of all this.

Just like in its old and new spliced body,

has continued its blood.

This worldly stability is also its past.

It's just a charming bride.

I don't know who to marry.

you live next to this world,

the old vicissitudes and the new colors are bright and green,

strangely entering the same photo frame.

Your disability better reveals its rebirth,

Its rebirth is to continue your stretch.

The stone makes a sound here,

It's only for the same kind.

looking ahead, it is a thriving new world.

and you and your old age,

are doomed.