Prose of Youlongmen Ancient Town

The scenery of Ningbo, accompanied by relatives, has really been there again. Quiet rain lanes, drifting awning boats, blue bricks and green tiles, small bridges and flowing water are all reflected in your eyes and printed in your heart. I have been to Ningbo more than once, and every time I go, I will touch every heart with rippling scenery and never give up. In the feelings that are hard to give up, there is still a kind of regret that lingers for a long time, that is, the yearning for the ancient town of Longmen in Hangzhou has not been realized so far.

This time I came to Ningbo with my daughter, who strongly advised me not to lose the opportunity to go to the ancient town again. Egged on by her daughter, her yearning for the ancient town sprouted again, and she decided to listen to her daughter's persuasion. After visiting the scenery in Ningbo, she set off for Longmen Ancient Town in Hangzhou.

On the day I went to Guzhen, the temperature was as high as 4 1 degree. For those of us who have lived in the north for a long time, such high temperature is endless perseverance or health. Are no small challenges.

We started from Ningbo, took a bus for more than three hours to reach Fuyang, Hangzhou, took bus No.2 to West Station, and then took CMB to Longmen, and it took us more than 30 minutes to reach Longmen. My daughter looked up information about the ancient town on the Internet. Longmen, a tourist attraction, is not very commercial, and the environment should be quiet. According to the information found on the Internet, I called a hotel called Sun Jia Local Restaurant and reserved a room. A lady answered the phone and said that it was the off-season of tourism, and she could check in whenever she came.

When I got off the bus, I really felt like I was in a big steamer. The vicious sun burned the whole sky, and the earth was burning with flames, devouring the water in our bodies. Running in the heat wave, the most eager thing is to find a cool place to avoid being swallowed up by the fire. Finally found a humble shelter. After stopping, my daughter waved a sweat and contacted the hotel with her mobile phone. After a few minutes of contact, a woman with an umbrella came, older than me, and her daughter took the initiative to chat up her sister. She is the landlord of the hotel, and the landlady greeted us warmly and helped us pull our suitcases to the hotel. Walking and chatting along the way, I saw her home.

Her home is beside the highway. The so-called hotel is a three-story building. The front of the building says Sunjia Local Restaurant. It was noon at this time, and there were no pedestrians in the street. We are already sweating. After a brief chat, we know that there is a couple in this family, with a little granddaughter over one year old, and their sons are working in Fuyang. The place where they live is a new house. Through their conversation, they are typical simple people. The hostess warmly took us to a room on the second floor. The room is well-equipped and clean, even the toiletries are self-provided. Turn on the air conditioner, let's have a rest first, then prepare lunch for us and give us a free iced watermelon. We feel a strong and simple homesickness, a cool feeling suddenly immersed in our hearts, so that we are refreshed. It also reduced the anxiety and anxiety of our mother and son coming to the ancient town alone.

Longmen is located in the suburb of Fuyang, Hangzhou, 0/8km away from Fuyang/KLOC. It is said that more than 90% of the villagers are descendants of Sun Quan, the Great Emperor of Soochow in the Three Kingdoms, and have settled for more than 1000 years. The town still retains the rare ancient buildings of Qing Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River. The origin of Longmen is because Yan Ziling, a famous figure in the Eastern Han Dynasty, once visited Youlong Gate, and his view of the mountain is not normal. He couldn't help admiring: "This place is beautiful, beautiful, better than Longmen in Lvliang", hence the name of the ancient town. Therefore, we went to the ancient town today.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, we couldn't resist the sense of urgency to explore secluded places, and we couldn't care less about the heat wave. We begged the landlady to show us the whole picture of the ancient town. The landlady looked at the still hot sky outside and hesitated, but because of the firm and curious eyes of our mother and daughter, she agreed happily. Show us around the neighborhood first. If there are scenic spots that need tickets, she can buy them for us. Locals can buy tickets at a discount. We were about to go out, but because the child was crying, we were asked to take it away by the owner. The man looks a little precocious and mature, just like a kind little old man. Afraid of the hot weather, the host put a straw hat on his head before taking us out. He speaks Mandarin with a strong accent in Zhejiang. Because Zhejiang accent is too strong, although he tried his best to tease us, we still sounded reluctant. After careful reflection, we still have to slow down a beat or two to tell what he said.

Step into the ancient town. The ancient fragrance is quiet and simple, inheriting the mellow ancient taste. The ancient town is a typical form of clan settlement in ancient China, and it still preserves the buildings and ancient streets in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The red lanterns hanging at the gate here all say "Sun". Asked the landlord, it turns out that we have stepped into the "hometown of Sun Quan", and a joy of entering the ancient times suddenly welled up in my heart.

The walls of houses in the ancient town are all made of pebbles, and the pavement of the ancient town is also paved with pebbles. We hobble in high heels, and we will be in danger of spraining our feet if we are not careful. To be on the safe side, the host took us to the store and bought two pairs of slippers and hats. After rearming, we shuttled through the quiet, vicissitudes and ancient deep alleys with the warmth of fire.

In the ancient town, there are many halls, alleys, walls and eaves, and corridors. Walking into the ancient town, you can't help feeling that you can't get in or out. Wearing slippers at the foot and looking at the cobblestone road, I was puzzled and asked the landlord: Why do you want to pave the road with pebbles? The landlord pointed to the pebbles on the ground and said; When paving a road with pebbles, the soles of your feet step on the convex parts of pebbles. When it rains, the raised part will be exposed on the water, so that the sole will not step on the water when walking. We have a proverb here, "You can't wet your shoes when you come to your house on a rainy day." The south is a rainy place. Facing the uneven cobblestone pavement, I can't help but admire the people in the ancient town a little more, and there is wisdom hidden in simplicity.

Along the way, I didn't meet any foreign tourists. It seems that there are really few tourists in the off-season, and mother and daughter are in the scenery. My daughter and I became the only tourists in the ancient town, and the camera in our hands kept shooting scene after scene. The beautiful scenery has not lost its attraction and surprise because of the heat. Facing the lush or tall and straight, strange or quaint scenery here, we can't wait to take pictures of people. Ancient, vicissitudes, profound and peaceful images remain in our minds. This picture is like an old man telling thousands of years of history.

Quiet and simple, natural harmony pervades every corner of the ancient town, interpreting its past and future. White walls and black tiles, village houses with red lanterns, old people sitting leisurely in front of the door, mottled stone walls, as well as those representative Yuelong Bridge, Xiaoyou Hall, Siyuan Hall, farming and reading families, as well as those well-preserved ancient buildings and agricultural tools, all confirm the ancient history and humanistic culture. Following the landlord through the maze of Gu Xiang, the summer heat seems to be no longer so hot in this selfless scene. While enjoying the simplicity of the ancient town, we listened to the old man introduce his two old residences, one of which stood the Gaoting Gate House. Speaking of this place, the landlord's pride is beyond words. He said that in the past, such a gatehouse could only be owned by people who were big officials.

Yanchi is the soul of ancient town culture. When we arrived here, we saw a pond. The pond is shaped like an inkstone. The water in the pond is green and quiet, with ripples. A pavilion on the bank of a pond, such as a simple school. The couplets on each column of the pavilion set each other off, indicating that reading is the greatest hope of every family and everyone.

The heat wave emitted by the high temperature frequently strikes, and our breathing is tight and our throat is thirsty. The neck exposed to the sun feels burning. Soon, my daughter showed signs of heatstroke. After a brief browse, we returned to our residence. In this weather, our mother and daughter are still watching the ancient and modern scenery of the ancient town. I don't know whether the ancient town is really attractive or whether our mother and daughter are "two" in modern buzzwords.

In the evening, before the sun goes down, the weather is not so clear. My daughter and I went out again and visited the main entrance of Longmen accompanied by the hostess. After taking some commemorative photos, we were suddenly attracted by the scenery outside Gu Xiang. The sun sets, the mountains are blue and the green fields are like chess. Those small buildings with blue tiles and white walls are covered with golden glow, which looks so beautiful and elegant. We politely declined the hostess's company and went sightseeing alone.

Walking on the bridge, birds in the forest and ducks in the water seem to be echoing with joyful cries. Farmers wearing sweatshirts, hoes on their shoulders and straw hats returned leisurely in the sunset, and some people bathed dogs in ditches. Here, you can't see the crowded and noisy city, the nervous footsteps of city people and the whistle.

We walked along the stone steps to the river, and the sunset sprinkled on the water. Green duckweeds are swaying leisurely, white ducks are singing in the water, and cattle are walking on the shore. From time to time, there are big birds playing on the back of the cow, and occasionally the thick leather armor of the old cow is caught by the hard mouth, which seems to tease the simple and honest. Everything in front of me is a beautiful picture of a stream singing at night. In this scene, we seem to be in heaven, oblivious.

After visiting the scenery outside Gu Xiang, we walked in from the main entrance of Gu Xiang. Tickets were originally collected here. When we arrived here, the manager had been off work for a long time, not to mention in the off-season. Who cares about our only tourist?

The road at the main entrance is a flat cement road, which is easier to walk. Judging from the smooth interior, it is laid after. As the sun sets, people in twos and threes are rushing home, and some have already taken up their rice bowls at the door to prepare for dinner. Our daughter insisted on taking pictures of the inkstone pool in the sunset. We asked as we walked. At the last level, we got lost and looked at the dark and shabby yard. We dare not intervene rashly. We turned around and asked people about it. An enthusiastic aunt took our old yard in out of the dark and suddenly showed us a brand-new and open world. Although the inkstone in the sunset is the same as the inkstone I saw in the afternoon, it completely covers different meanings. At this time, the inkstone seems wider. At sunset, the reflection of characteristic buildings is reflected on the bottom of the water. The physical objects on the shore and the images in the water are mutually mapped, and Gu Xiang's spirituality and steadiness add a heavy sense of history and cultural significance to this reflection. Walking into the beautiful scenery, every time we press the shutter, we will leave our attachment and admiration for the inkstone here.

When we were still in high spirits, the night had fallen, and the dim light could not complete our shooting of the beautiful scenery, so we had to give up. I am going to visit this reluctant beauty again tomorrow. At this time, we forgot the timidity and panic in the dark and walked back in the dark with a feeling of attachment. The journey in a strange place, after many twists and turns, with a nervous heart, finally found the way back. The feeling of satisfaction, as refreshing as the cool breeze at night, floated in the ancient town of Gu Xiang.

The third trip to Gu Xiang was the next morning. In the morning, the air is cool, breathing the freshness endowed by nature, and I feel very comfortable all over. We are like an old horse who knows the way, following the alley last night and stepping into Gu Xiang again.

People who get up early in the morning, seeing that we are tourists, appear in this off-season and seem to be more enthusiastic than the peak season. Some take the initiative to greet us, and some sit in front of the door, eating leisurely with bowls. Looking at their manners, I suddenly thought of a word, "seclusion in deep alleys", which has a strong local flavor and makes people feel quiet and relaxed. Is there anything more pleasant than this?

Out of Gu Xiang, it suddenly occurred to me that I gave up the familiar road and decided to find another way and seek a new scene. Looking for a new path is no longer running around blindly, but watching people come and go to find it. Unexpectedly, we happened to see a wide stream, and many families lived on both sides of the stream. I suddenly realized: Oh, this is the online saying that people on the stream "cross the village and cross Longmen Creek?" With doubts, I went to the village to ask, and it happened! This is really, you can't find a place to get it, and you can get it without much effort! "Crossing the village and Longmen Creek", I finally met you unconsciously.

This is the Longmen Creek opposite the village, which gave birth to a thousand-year-old town. The villagers live by the river. There are many running holes in the stone wall of the stream. That's a mountain spring. Some people are already threshing rice, while others are washing clothes. I wonder if I will meet a beautiful girl like Xiang, who is washing gauze.

I have visited Xitang, an ancient town. Its characteristic is that there are many shops doing business on both sides of the river, but there are no shops on both sides of the river. It has a pure flavor of life, light, comfortable and simple, and it is isolated from the noise and chaos. Only by walking can we realize the unique charm of the ancient town of Shanxiang, with simple folk customs, friendly neighbors and hereditary farming and study. Such a paradise makes people linger.

Longmen ancient town with a long history of 1000 years has left a rich cultural heritage for our country. In the green mountains and green waters, lush shrubs and singing streams, the ancient fragrance is leisurely, and a rich and melodious pastoral song is written everywhere. Diligence and hard work have brought a bumper harvest, ample food and clothing, beautiful ancient towns, beautiful villages and beautiful hardworking ancient town people.