Mourning of Wuyuan and Changxi Village in Jiangxi Province

For Changxi Village, we can only be regarded as a passer-by: entering the village through the thick night in the rain, taking a quick look at the flowers in the morning, and then saying goodbye in a hurry.

In fact, what I prefer to visit the mountains is the rainy day when I was hiking on the ancient Changxi Road yesterday-the winding ancient road and the misty Shan Lan always give birth to infinite mystery and imagination.

However, as far as Changxi Village in autumn is concerned, I am like all passers-by: I expect its morning glow to pour down on Shan Lan, the village is shrouded in mist, the white wall of Yamato is faintly discernible, and the red maple is faintly visible. ......

However, after all, God can't do whatever he wants. Even if we climb the slippery mountain at dawn with the expectation that it will rain and clear up, and expect to get up in the morning and indulge in the illusion of Changxi Village, it is only cloudy and the smog only lingers on the mountain.

However, even without the blessing of sunshine and fog and the illusion and ethereal spirit that Changxi Village should have in his heart, the ancient village of Changxi, which is deeply hidden in the mountains and surrounded by the brilliant autumn colors of yellow, green and Hong Zhou, still thinks that it is extremely beautiful.

While waiting for breakfast, I hurried into the ancient streets and lanes where Changxi Village seemed to be sleeping.

There are mountains in southern Anhui and eastern Jiangxi, and "the land is not three feet flat" is its image portrayal. Changxi Village is surrounded by green hills and numerous peaks. The Changxi River flows out of the canyon and surrounds the village, forming a small valley where Changxi Village lives and breeds.

I don't know if it's because the river is still being dredged. In late autumn, the changxi river gurgles. I can't imagine the flood that brought great pain to the people of Changxi Village in summer. Only one side of the village head has been completely washed away, and the bridge mouth is full of uncleaned ancient stone bridge of Changxi, which is still silently telling the turbulent waves-the ancient stone bridge of Changxi, which was built by people in Changxi Village in the Qing Dynasty. Destroyed by the torrential rain and devastating floods this summer, it is a pity that people in Changxi Village have lost the beautiful artistic conception of "seeing Yun Qi from the top of the stone bridge, surrounded by green mountains and green waters".

What I can't get along with most in Changxi Village is the deep place in the village, the deep narrow lane covered with bright and clean slate, the dark and lonely courtyard wall covered with mossy mottled blurred, the tall old house that has been deserted for a long time, overturned and decadent, and every street and every decadent house seems to be silently telling the story that they were once lively and exultant and once full of human fireworks.

However, nowadays, following the torrent of the times, like many ancient villages that have gone into decline, those who once left a brilliant impression on Changxi Village have moved to more prosperous and bustling distant cities, leaving only these ancient buildings full of vicissitudes of life, gradually remaining in the memory of the past and gradually disappearing into the dust of history, which can not but make people sigh and think. ......

Is this the ruins of Changxi Village? !

In fact, the ancient village of Changxi is a well-developed and well-protected village, and many villagers have transformed their private houses into farmhouses. Although the facilities are not necessarily high-end atmosphere, at least there are relatively perfect accommodation and catering for tourists to stay in, so some young people who run farmhouse music have stayed in the village, which is gratifying to talk about.

Perhaps, just like the change of time series and the passage of time, everything in the world will eventually have its own natural development order, and the decline of the countryside is also too big a proposition, and we are just a little emotional!