Walk into Wuzhen

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Walk into Wuzhen

2019 . 10.22

It has long been known that Wuzhen is a small town in the south of the Yangtze River that keeps its history and vicissitudes of life, and a village that keeps the light history of hundreds of years and cleans up in the rings of the years. Some people say that falling in love with a city is sometimes because of a person or a story, while my love for Wuzhen is because of its leisure, tranquility, serenity and ink style. Walk into Wuzhen, as if walked into hundreds of years ago, as if returned to Xanadu! The sky, clouds, green trees, bridges, running water, white walls and old people in the sun make up vivid pictures, just like the artistic conception of people swimming in the painting and walking in the world.

Wuzhen is very beautiful, the beauty is simple and natural. Looking ahead, there is a clear distinction between black and white, and the pavilions and wooden buildings facing the water are quietly telling about the past and vicissitudes of life over the past few hundred years. When you go to a place, you always have to look around for fear that you can't find the way you came and that you can't get out of the way back. The halo of ink and ink, the embellishment of small bridge and flowing water, the long bluestone alleys, and the occasional girl in blue-printed cheongsam will make you fall in love with her blue-and-white porcelain-like sadness and remind you of the lilac girl.

Wuzhen this place is very small, in this small place, there are staggered ancient houses, pillow houses under the green brick eaves; the zigzag bluestone slate road is very smooth and bright due to the running-in over the years. The awning boats swaying in those secluded water lanes were shuttling back and forth, and the boss in a felt hat was shaking and swinging his cigarette so leisurely that people felt that there was a kind of ancient spirituality flowing here; the stone arch bridges in the slanting wind and drizzle stood on the curved water, such as Xiao Xiao, playing the melodious tunes of the south of the Yangtze River, including Wu Yue. In these places, it is true and illusory that the world has passed away, and the mournful beauty of wind and rain has been told. At the same time, it has also added a few tranquillity and peace to this peaceful town. Fine taste, Wuzhen, just like an elegant woman, quietly watching the flow of time, this light charm, people will fall in love with that simple and natural.

When I walk alone in this town, leisurely on the fish-like long street and the old stone arch bridge, shuttling among the mottled wooden houses, and sailing on the winding river, my heart feels very quiet and leisurely. The street is very narrow, several pots of safflower blooming in season are placed at the door of several houses. In the wet and dewy alley that has just rained, I gently touch the moss on both sides of the narrow alley, and the mottled traces show the charm of time. I also seem to be walking on the distant ancient road step by step in the footprints of the road full of years and the hometown of poetic culture. Walking on the bridge, I walked on this side and turned back from there, overlooking the secluded water alleys, swaying awning boats, stone arch bridges in the slanting wind and drizzle, three hundred restaurants, blue printed cloth workshops, books, pawnshops, stage singing on the shore, soy sauce workshops, and the click of old-fashioned textile looms, and the long hanging hanging on the viaduct in the blue sky. According to the wind slowly swaying blue printed cloth, heavily printed with the red dust of the years, let you like immersed in the ancient years. What's more, the mellow aroma of the three spirits floating from the tip of the nose seems to be enough to make you drunk. Gazing through the carved wooden window, there is a mountain away from the world, but there is a feeling that the distance is close to the horizon, it seems to penetrate the years, along with these traces, let you walk into history, into the TV series.

The ancient town is like an Enron pearl, in addition to the bridge, running water, other people's unique landscape, more is the precipitation of history and culture. Mao Dun, the master of modern literature, was born in Wuzhen. In his childhood, Mao Dun accepted the knowledge of literature, geography and history taught by his mother. as an adult, Mao Dun was admitted to a preparatory class at Peking University and traveled to Japan to study abroad. After returning home, Mao Dun devoted himself to literary creation. Some of his literary works, such as "Spring Silkworm", "Autumn Harvest", "remaining Winter", "Lin's Shop" and "Midnight" come from his hometown Wuzhen. Mao Dun's growth is inseparable from Wuzhen. In his later years, he wrote in "my hometown": my hometown Wuzhen has a long history. One of the historic sites in the town is Ginkgo biloba in the Tang Dynasty, which still exists today. There are two sentences in a song "Xijiang Moon" I wrote for my hometown: ginkgo Wan was in the Tang Dynasty, and the Zhaoming study room was vaguely. It can be seen how deeply the thousand-year-old context of Wuzhen from Zhaoming Book House has influenced Mao Dun! In fact, it's not just Mao Dun. According to the town chronicles, for more than 900 years from the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, Wuzhen has been studying on the road, and the sound of reading is endless. There are 64 Jinshi and 167 students, but it is difficult to count all the scholars, supervisors and tribute students. There are 378 authors and 842 works. Thus it can be seen that Wuzhen has a long context and a prosperous literary style.

In addition to the bluestone roads, running water, bridges and dwellings, I think teahouses are worth missing. Unlike the teahouse written by Lao she in Beijing, the teahouse here has a strong Jiangnan flavor. In this small teahouse, you can spend an afternoon by ordering a cup of Hangzhou white chrysanthemum or Biluochun. You can slowly grow old as you sit and drink your tea and listen to the sound of the boat shaking by you. These hundreds of years, thousands of years, it is only a matter of the blink of an eye, there are elegant people can come here, chanting: Pu on the scent of flowers chasing clogs, the shadow of the pagoda in front of the temple sent a boat. In this romantic afternoon, enjoy life happily. I think, such seclusion, will make how many people feel comfortable in life, will let how many people understand that all the struggle for fame and wealth, are just fleeting. Sitting here slowly drinking tea can be regarded as a real quiet life. So what makes people's feelings leap leisurely and do not want to return? Is it because the Hangzhou white chrysanthemum here is too comfortable? Or is the bridge and running water here more chic? I don't know. But in Wuzhen behind the flashy, I sat here quietly and really felt that my soul had obtained a satisfaction and peace.

Wuzhen is like a book, a history book with heavy culture and rich connotation, Wuzhen is like a poem, a tender, fresh and meaningful poem, and Wuzhen is like a painting, a landscape painting with a light and profound artistic conception. Walking into Wuzhen, it can remind me of too many memories, too many scenery that a person has walked through, too many lonely feelings of a person, and too many shadows of a person who is down and out. What a pleasant thing it would be if I could live all day between the Wuding white wall and the carved door, and live quietly and leisurely every day. Time can stop here, put aside the flashy world, put down the restless heart, hold the breeze in my arms, and quietly write a handsome chapter. However, everything has a beginning and an end, because I will leave after I come, stay is short, turn around is forever. I walked to Wuzhen with a clear dream and left with an unawakened dream. He he! Wuzhen, you are so beautiful! Beauty in nature, beauty in charm, beauty in leisure, amorous feelings everywhere!