Haining - Rhapsody
This should be a memory the text it, because my Haining Tour six months have passed since the. At that time is now to regain feeling, and we share some of my swim so fast, but also be considered to leave a little mark bar.
September 18, 2002, is a beautiful fall day, blue skies, I embarked on her own luggage to Henin-Hardenne had.
First, from home through the tunnel by car to Shanghai Stadium, 144 Transfer Road, Shanghai South Railway Station is the terminus. (Then South Station has not yet moved to Meilong) winding around South Station 7 has finally arrived. Train station ticket office is a row of simple houses, next to the wasteland covered with weeds, a long high, if middle of the night here, ladies and do you really want to beware.
Buy tickets is idle, I thought the traffic was really a bit inconvenient for Haining, only Shanghai-Hangzhou line small station. It was early, I walked away in the vicinity. Next to the subway, coming and going. Waited for an hour, and finally to the car's time. Got on, kinda crowded. Unwittingly I went.
Out of the station, I bought a map at the canteen. The square in front of the station is very beautiful, completely modernized, and does not lag behind as I imagined. Music on the square stood, workers are being set up the stage, in order to fur Fashion Festival's large-scale performances. This open-air performances with the Shanghai's also similar, but feel even more momentum.
Haining go before I have the reputation of the long fur of the hear. So I decided to see a garment cities. Leather shopping malls have made or Tingyou momentum, and a variety of purses, belts, leather everything. But then, I just cursory, after all, in order to play the main Moreover, wallet, and little silver.
When I look at the map, there came the locals can go Guanchao said. Given the time almost noon, I decided to taxi to the riverside. In the taxi, I encountered something which touched me deeply: the driver informed me that the tide has passed. I thought it was unthinkable in Shanghai, the drivers are happy to pull off a business. Thanked her, I found my next destination, the city of Xishan.
Walk from the train station there is a long way in the past, and I like to take this chance to get looked a moment the face of this town: small cars, fewer pedestrians on the road. Shanghai's busy than the steady stream of really clean a lot. This is a medium-sized cities, banks, shops, restaurants ranging, street clean and tidy, and the people live and work. I was surprised that there is a crossroads of law and order force, waving flags in command of pedestrians crossing the road, pedestrians so little, they still are so meticulous, Haining awareness of human civilization can be seen.
Western Hills is not high, mountain twists and turns. The way to view the natural scenery, and on to the summit. The Peak has a spacious and bright large House, called Lagerstroemia Court, may be, and Daoist thought the bar. Turned to Hill, the celebrity look for mass graves. Mr. Xu Zhimo's tomb in the latter mountain. A stone, a stone coffin stone on both sides opened the two-volume collection of poems, the above are the poetry of Mr. "accidental" and "Farewell to Cambridge." It is Laying season, the petals float in the air above in the collection of poems, as if in a romantic poem to my account of Mr. Danding feelings. Stone is famous Zhang Zongxiang's handwriting, "Mr. Xu Zhimo poet's tomb." I lingered at the tomb, for the poet's untimely death and regret, and even more desolate here Cijing and the pathos of loneliness. He died by Huang to go here and spare Yellow Crane Tower. 1, "Rhapsody" big book of the poet's soul mate's love and loyalty. The poet's life, not because of short and buried, as the poet's verse because of the sincere and enduring. "You are human in April day", the poet is allocated under the seed of hope, brings news of spring.
The next logical to visit the poet's house. A small stone house in the Shaanxi get in this area appear to be upper class families. Small building combining Chinese and Western, rich tone, and others near the southern bridge to compare the water, appears to stand out. Residence in 1926, Xu's father, Xu and Lu Xiaoman to a combination of construction of new houses, after so many years is still well preserved, and even bright and clean, showing that the local government's emphasis on cultural celebrities. On the first floor door is a hall, all around for showroom to display the poet's life, deeds, books and so on. After a patio, is expected to see the second floor, lit. But on the escalator is a four bedroom, respectively, Xu mother, Zhang Youyi, poets and Lu Xiaoman new homes and living rooms. Among them, new houses, and the most bright spots on the living room, sofa, rattan chair, desk display simple elegance, are all revealed newlyweds harmony and joy. Life of the three women poets are talented, but the poet's life is precisely the pursuit of love, life, perfect love for him is the perfect life. This is his choice, I looked at, not help being moved forward. To the corridor, I stroll to see the sketches hung. A poet's poems, and this lends invited artists painting paintings. There Rhapsody crew photographs in the house. On the second floor there is a small staircase leading to the third floor balcony, the balcony perfect vision can be far saw sun, I guess the poet certainly like bar. Downstairs, the main building next to a small garden, vegetation flourished, in which I rested a bit in the afternoon sun is strong, and the cool room is very different. Sit for a while, a person did not, I have this small town has been another quiet understanding.
When it came out, he saw a small restaurant, went to buy bread to eat dumplings. This dessert is very thick skin, totally not a traditional look, and taste is very saturated.
To look for a few hours, I decided to go see Jiang yanguan. Haining suburbs though only rural scenes, but I think a special multi-willow, but also a special green. Along the embankment opened half an hour, I put down the handlebars. I excitedly on the floor of the dam. Qiantang River tide twice a day up, I am a not having enough time, night time as it is also looking to go back to fail, so we sat at the river bank to sit Chui Chui Feng Jiang. Take a look at the other side is to take Xiaoshan Jiang, overlooking the monastery is surrounded by fuzzy to some villages in the shadow. Surface of the river is very broad, width more than the Huangpu River, Qiantang River is the first time to see it. Local annual Lunar August 18, 10000 Rush to See Qiantang tidal bore. The day I arrived just a week before the August 18, but the tide is little heard of. Do not see the tide, but also some regret bar. Life is like this river rise and fall, I would like to be a Guanchao who appreciate soul-stirring from time to time in the waves, in a calm day memorable leisure comfort.
In addition to the pagoda and other riverside attractions, there is an expression of the ancient custom of the people, and that is the sea temple. Sea Temple covers an area of little a bit of vicissitudes. Said the former is a great size, but unfortunately the damage was gradually, until now the pattern. Into the main door there are two jade lions, magnificent. Threshold is high, almost to the knees. Temple architecture and furnishings are very beautiful, luxurious, Let's hear I am now slowly come to: the main hall a few roots before a huge white marble columns, just arrived from the north here and spent a lot of manpower, to build it up even more trouble and need to use a special kind of nothing, and slowly booster until the vertical. The main hall of the plaque there are dozens of blocks, after the Qing emperors Kangxi, have the amount of personal problems and become a valuable asset left to posterity. Into the hall, dedicated to Poseidon has several origins, and now I do not recall coming. Main hall ceiling is very high, above the drawing of fine patterns of dragon and phoenix, which is fine from one of the survivors of the Cultural Revolution. Turned hall, I came to the imperial tablets pavilions. I saw a beautiful carved above Haitao patterns, vivid. Tour guide introduced me to the top of the bullets had a fierce battle, I can not distinguish real from the fake laugh. Praying for the people of ancient days, bumper grain harvest, for naturally have a natural respect, and we should learn from modern man.
When almost late, Chen Gelao house less than went to see very little reluctant to part with. Play-back station, after Guanchao Avenue, the sunset has gradually over the cage, I know that this is already the end of Haining Tour. In this quiet atmosphere, I taste the small town's beautiful scenery.
Recalling the day of run-length, I think Henin is still a very honest person, and bus drivers will be as free guides, guiding you. Haining attractive celebrity culture, and many celebrities have come from Haining, such as money-Jun wail, Jin Yong, and even people are saying he would think of Haining Chen legend. For me, the greatest feature is the quiet Haining. Insular piece of land so that my people suffocating in a big city soon found a paradise.
, Nearly a five-point, I stood on the platform waiting for the return train. Looking back on the sky, thin clouds Fengqing, sunset touch of, I sincerely think the sentence poem: I am a wave of sleeves, unless Western Paradise of the clouds. Good-bye, lovely town!
Author: greenlassie
