Yangzhou Slow Prose 1 That night, you frequently asked me, "Is love forever?" This is a simple and complicated eternal problem.
To put it simply, finding someone to marry has this problem from generation to generation; It's complicated, but confusing, specious, sad and happy, full of situations. It is old, but it is always new. There is clarity and turbidity.
You ask me. I'm not a saint and I have no right to ask for money. Wushan Yu Yun just looked up. Once the sea was just a drowning man. I am just a hermit between clouds and water, a poor man whose hair was burnt before flying near the sun. The line is heavy, windy and rainy.
You never changed your mind. You once threw that old and thorny question to your brother in a charming cabin: When his mother and wife fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?
Calm brother said: your question is so strange that I have never thought about it.
My younger brother, who is good at pleasing women, said: Then I will save my wife first, because my wife is with me every day! Made mom and the whole family laugh.
My answer made you dissatisfied, and you suddenly ended the call. I don't know what's on your mind when your repeated calls are displayed on the landline in the morning. The spring breeze is ten miles away from Yangzhou Road, but the winter breeze rustles here. You climbed to my subtropical plateau in northwest Yunnan. Do you know how region and gap, generation gap and distance will cut our unknown future?
Moonlit bridge 24, where jade people teach oral sex! As I said, in order to make up for one mistake, another mistake was used; Fill one pain and another will appear. For the rest of my life, my heart will never die, but like your famous Yangzhou city, it is full of smoke and bustling. After the vicissitudes of life, it is still brightly lit and steaming tonight.
I also know that all the prosperity will be silent, all the vows will be revealed, all the blood and tears will be dried in the dust, and all the life will be fresh in the reincarnation.
Suddenly laugh at your logic: if you are a man, you will save your mother first, because her mother is the closest person in the world. However, as a woman, you have been a good wife and mother. According to your articles of association, you saved your mother but killed the mother of another child.
Smile and face your question, is love eternal? If love is eternal, in your context, you will kill your mother. If it can't last forever, you can still save your mother. How absurd and complicated life is. People are like boats in stormy waves. If you want to get into the whirlpool, how can you not capsize? It's a good thing you picked yourself out: if you are a man! However, you immediately fall into another puzzle-is love forever?
Hua Jin in Yuan Yeli seems to have this question about the weak husband. I don't know when and who put forward this question to test men's minds. In a feudal patriarchal society, this woman must know her heart better than her husband, and her life is three points worse than that of Huanglian. This almost matches the torture of love and ultimate human nature, sharp and persistent, brave but stupid. It will not come from the network of conformity, nor from the fiery and tragic flower money, nor from Cao Yu who died of Jiang Lang's talent. Nature will not come from ordinary and humble you and me in the rolling world of mortals.
And "who to save" is as unsolvable, tangled and painful as "forever". A heart is always struggling between love and hate, right and wrong, far more paradoxical than laying eggs and laying chickens.
People are born unhappy, and the ancients have long concluded. It's just that things are often unsatisfactory. Why not consider one or two? Too persistent, too obsessed, not only ordinary eat drink man woman can't stand it! In the material world, in the era of money and power, we have to completely cut our soul and divide other people's choices into right and wrong. Don't you see how many talented people and heroes are imprisoned in prison bars, mental hospitals, barren graves and solitary graves?
Ear ring yellow land evocation of the Millennium song:
I advise idiots not to vote in the east, there is a strong wind in the East China Sea;
I advise idiots not to go to the west, where they flow to Sha Qianli;
I advise idiots not to vote in the south, which has a flaming mountain;
I advise idiots not to vote in the north, because there are very few people in the ice and snow. .....
Idiot, where is your home?
There has never been a savior, nor does it rely on God and God. Spiritual paradise is not in anyone, any greed and resentment; Love or not, the answer is in everyone's heart.
Since Huma went to see the river, I abandoned the trees by the pool and still talk about soldiers tirelessly. Zhu Ziqing's Yangzhou, Jiang Baishi's Yangzhou, Komori's Yangzhou, Xiao Niang's peach leaf Yangzhou, your Millennium prosperity is like a dream! Now this impetuous world is going too fast, and it is almost "lost". But you are in the lost Yangzhou, combing the night, combing the soul and combing me. The distant snowy plateau smells of cardamom and bloom.
Yangzhou Slow Prose 2 In the eyes of ancient poets, Yangzhou is slow, otherwise there would be no epigraph of "Yangzhou Slow", and there would be no: "Huai Zuo, Zhu Jiachu, take off the saddle and stay in the early days. After ten miles of spring breeze, the wheat is green. " So My Sweetie, the tone is slow.
In my impression, Yangzhou is also slow, buses are not in a hurry, and bicycles are not in a hurry.
From the moment I walked out of Yangzhou Railway Station, I subconsciously slowed down.
Accustomed to the noise of Nanjing, it is a kind of relaxation to walk into Yangzhou.
Yangzhou is slow, although it is no longer "the city of sunset boat mating, spring breeze and wine." Prosperity is still "the spring lantern is like a snow-soaked blue boat, which does not carry Jiangnan sorrow." The same leisure. The characteristics of the city may affect the character of the residents. Yangzhou people like to soak in teahouses, make tea over and over again to pass the time, and enjoy a leisurely life. There is a saying that is specially used to describe Yangzhou people: "There is water in the bag in the morning and water in the bag at night." Soaking in teahouses and bathing halls seem to be the two most important things in Yangzhou people's day. (Quoted from Wang Jun's Memory of Famous Cities)
Nowadays, teahouses that foreigners are familiar with belong to Fuchun and Ye Chun. They arrived at the teahouse at nine in the morning and left at eleven. Come back at three o'clock in the afternoon and have tea for the rest of the time until noon. Fuchun teahouse, tea is a combination of Longjing tea, Zhulan tea and Kuizhen tea. The most famous refreshments are Saint Ding Bao, Emerald Steamed Dumpling Tea and Melaleuca Cake. A lion's head with crab powder can appreciate Yangzhou people's slow life attitude and slow and exquisite life.
Dongguan Street is paved with stone slabs, with retro buildings on both sides, as if crossing into the ancient prosperous Yangzhou. The street running through the east and west is very long, so you need to walk slowly. Take a sip of Wu Gou wine, a sip of salted goose, a pot of green spring and a face of Xie Fuchun. The pace of life in Yangzhou is very slow.
People in Yangzhou like to enjoy the moon. Otherwise, there will be no moonlit night on the 24th Bridge (the 24th Bridge represents 24 hours a day), and there will be no moonlit night in the world, and there will be no hooligans in Yangzhou. Walking on Guangling Road, you can casually see that the first floor of the "Er Ming Yue Lou" in Jia Lao Zhai enjoys the moon, and the first floor enjoys the dusk. How boring.
A pot of green spring made me a poet, as if I were back in Yangzhou's teahouse, drinking tea and writing poems. Both need to be slow and shallow. The birth of a dream needs to be cared for slowly, because it is very fragile. Du Mu said: It is a mellow dream to dream of Yangzhou once every ten years. No matter how slow it is, it is good.
I gradually like the slowness of Yangzhou.
The gardens in Yangzhou are different from those in Suzhou. The owners of Yangzhou gardens, rich businessmen and tycoons, have strong financial resources. Compared with Wang, their wealth makes them spend a lot of money to build their rural areas. Heyuan is such a place. Wandering in Heyuan West Garden seems to be a dream recorded by the old owner of Heyuan with thousands of silver coins.
The West Garden is built around a small pond with a curved bank. To the north of the pond is a series of two-story pavilions, among which three main buildings are slightly prominent, and they are named Butterfly Hall because the eaves are flying like butterflies. There are cloisters between pavilions, which rise and fall with the tide. There are no pavilions around the garden, leaving not only abrupt high walls, but also double-decker cloisters. In this way, walking along the corridor on the second floor, you can fly around in the small garden and read the elegance of the garden, which is indeed an experience that Su Yuan has never had before.
The veranda on the second floor disappears in the west corner of the courtyard, where there are stone steps piled up by lakes and stones, which will welcome you back to the rainy world from the "cold" sky. Run to the veranda, and you will find that its height is equivalent to Hu's rockery in Chi Pan. So, along the winding corridor, there are scattered peaks and rocks everywhere, which you encounter intentionally or unintentionally. You cry with a momentary interest and heartfelt joy, come on ... (disease) start ... to see if it's like it.
Like what, like a peak, like a valley, like a cliff, like a stream, like an eagle, like a tiger, like a rabbit, like a monkey, rocks have thousands of gestures and people have thousands of imaginations. As long as you are willing to play with them with your heart, you don't worry that you have no unexpected surprises. Just thinking all the way, it seems that there is more feeling of "one mountain is still one mountain".
Walking along the veranda to Dong Chi, there is a stone curved bridge, and on the other side of the curved bridge is a square water pavilion. Shuige lies on all sides with carved eaves, which is the most light. Sitting against the post under the pavilion, you can have a panoramic view of the garden. It's just that during this time, the flowers and fish in the pool are chasing each other happily. Inadvertently, there will be a playful fish popping out of the water, giving a crisp and loud surprise to the lonely courtyard. When you turn around and look for it, there is only smoke left.
On the waves of smoke, the small gongs sounded, and the old artists walked lightly across the flying beam curved bridge in the sound of gongs and drums. When their elegant figures blend into this world wrapped in drizzle, they are already another self. That other self, in this small world, can laugh and curse heartily, so a piece of love and hate is vividly interpreted here.
Shuige used to be a stage, but the sound in the pavilion was ethereal when it reached the other side. So when there was no one around, I made two gestures with my voice, "Yi ... Yi ..." Ya ".On the balcony, behind the leaking window, I thought a young lady from He's family heard it and burst out laughing. This young lady looks just like what I saw in the advertisement picture at the bus stop.
This garden gives you a quiet and lonely time and space, and it is just an instant harvest. After a while, a beautiful woman came out from behind the leaking window and the broken wall on the second floor balcony. Only she held a small flag and shouted with the tour team, occupying the whole corridor. Noisy about the butterfly hall opposite and the Shuige where I used to be a stage. In all people's surprised eyes, I was mostly just an incompetent actor, unable to look directly at the smoke in front of me, so I packed my bags in a hurry and fled.
Heyuan is the residential part. Except Nanmu Hall, they are all two-story buildings. The small building is surrounded by patios, which are connected by cloisters. The style of that building is very similar to the middle school I attended, but in fact, as far as the construction time is concerned, it is similar, one is in the late Qing Dynasty and the other is in the early Republic of China. In the exhibition introduced by He Zhai, I learned that some courtyards there used to be schools, which is more like it. I came to the magnolia tree in the yard, as if I smelled the familiar fragrance and heard the familiar bell after class.
In fact, the place I really want to go is that stone mountain house. I just walked into He's big house and got lost, just like walking into a middle school campus for the first time. It's good to get lost and see what you don't want to see, and not to waste this expensive ticket and leisurely scene.
The flaky mountain house separated from Heyuan by a wall is now the garden of Heyuan.
The vast area of the mountain house garden is occupied by a blue wave. There are halls, pavilions, corridors and flying beams around the water. Separated from Nanmutang by water, there is a wall-leaning mountain piled with Taihu stone. This lonely mountain is green and beautiful, which is called "Qiao Qi". Stepping on the water stones in the pool, I came to the bottom of the peak and saw only holes and valleys. Walking in, you can find two square and narrow stone chambers, which are the mountain houses.
According to the textual research of Mr. Chen Congzhou, a landscape expert, this rockery named "Pianshishan House" may have come from the hand of Shi Tao, a great painter and calligrapher in the early Qing Dynasty, and it is more likely to be an "orphan" left by Shi Tao, so it is precious.
When we walked around the mountain house, there was a group of people on the other side. The leading beauty tour guide is explaining Shi Tao and his "Lonely Book on Earth" at the top of the noise, and then pointing to a round shadow transmitted from the rocks to the pool surface to teach people about Yangzhou's "two very different moons". I'm curious too. I walked around and looked back. The moon shadow was really as beautiful as the beauty said, and it was a circle that moved with the gait.
Suddenly, in this uproar, I remembered a poem by Zen master Huihai recorded in the Legend of Jingdezhen Lights, which said, "Deep pool and moon shadow, rub at will".
When people asked the Zen master "how to become a Buddha", the Zen master replied: "Who is not a Buddha in the opposite Qingtan?"
Right? It seems that "the dharma body is like nothing, it should be bamboo-shaped; Prajna is an ignorant person, but it shows the image of a yellow flower, understand? It seems so, so I thought about it like a crackle, and suddenly looked up and looked up. One and a half pools are beautiful, but the scenery in the garden is in my eyes. But who can take it away from the heart because it is quiet and indifferent, with no obstacles in mind and high interests? Such a flaky mountain house is still an orphan in the world, and the graceful scenery is still a dream in the sky for people like me who can't know Prajna Paramita.