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Angela:
Today to begin my trip to Phoenix, to conduct a literary pilgrimage, but also going to unlock my many years of the Phoenix complex. We are eight people 11:20 at the station a collection of four very formal proceeding. Counterparts, in addition to playing Shixiong know, the rest are first met, this does not prevent us from the train station to begin communication.
In laughter, in the rumbling sound of the train, the train has entered Jiangxi Province. In addition to chatting, as usual, I like to sit on the window side, watching the scenery along the route. It would also let me have a sense of the road.
In the early evening sun, a distance of Castle Peak, such as Dai, a clear stream flow slowly walked in the exposed Sha Ting, and may remain in the top rest stop to see the birds. On both sides of the river is the only crop of rice farmland. In the fields near the river, a group of happy ducks with lovely flat mouth feeding at the crop edge. Not far away, there are black tiles plaster of the houses dotted the verdant and luxuriant woods, the curl of smoke from a chimney, from the tile where dispersion to mean the same as another example, gauze roll out. I think at this time the village will be able to hear her mother calling for naughty children go home to eat the sound! Ying-Ying, do you know? A child, the mother had the river to catch fish this way my reclaim!
Yemu Advent, 22 o'clock, the train lights i.e., habits of my sleep at night just lying in bed, with the rhythmic rocking of the train, your shadow also used the usual frequency of sway in my mind:
The dark night train running through the village over the bridge across the fields if you are around me the dark night you are the moon, even the naughty tracks the most pleasant human voices in the symphonic
Surplus, may you sleep, good night.
Chong Brother
September 30
Tracker:
Morning 8 o'clock, we had already arrived ahead of schedule Huaihua, get off after bought a return ticket. Deng Deng did not say a decade of Hunan dialect played a role at this time for us to pack a couple of vans. In the seven-seat car, crammed into our eight people and luggage, and then proceed towards Phoenix.
More than an hour after the car to Mayang, in Mr. Shen's article, the most famous sailor Yuanjiang is courageous and lively hard-working, eating Mayang who grew up singing. However, we did not hear them singing, only to see the pro teams sent Mayang flavor: in front of people dressed in uniforms blowing gong drums, followed by delivery of the dowry of the wooden fleet, exotic wood both in a car above the vanity mirror covered with a hundred denominations of RMB! Seems to be showing off meaning. According to the driver said that after that there are more fun, the groom usually forced to wear a pair of shorts with a wooden handcart pulled the bride, his head still wearing a hat, wrote: I am married with a certain啦!
Fast 12:00, we finally reached the destination: Phoenix. Go Hongqiao, waiting for the enthusiastic owner to meet us. We live in the riverside Diaojiaolou years. After lunch, that is, along the stone street, walked toward the cemetery, Mr. Shen. Floating in the air the taste of chili peppers and bacon, old street shops lined on both sides, silver shop, batik workshop, front covered with corn, peppers, bacon hotels, tourists from all over the streets, speaking with different dialect. There are street vendors dressed in national costumes, carrying basket carried on the elderly to spread the meantime, the good one Phoenix Ichii map! The side of the street, useful, decorative antique vulgar to a new residential areas, outside the city you can see the real century-old, somewhat dilapidated old house.
Kikunami Hill, more than the name of the United States! Chen Lao lie buried here. Climb the stairs, there is a constant stream of Eulogy of people, Greenfield blowing, in Chen Lao grave, I presented a one chrysanthemums, in the colorful stone before quietly recited "as I thought," the monument language, this time, Shu Ting The "Xiao Hong tomb Azeguchi accounted for" the most we can express our feelings at this time:
Six-hour long and lonely walk into your head side put a bouquet of red camellias I waited long nights, but you lay listening to the gossip Haitao
Back to the old town, we went to a bar called the homeless, open the carved windows of the small cell, called a pot of tea, you may have Lin Chuang overlooking the river, or enjoy the care cup of old photographs of the Phoenix store, or Satisfy Xiang gills, quiet look at magazines, or as I have, watching the shallow of the river daze.
Today, we also celebrated her birthday doll. Yingying, the day after tomorrow is my birthday啦. Hangzhou heard of rain, cold, you should pay attention to add the clothes, I do not want to return to Hangzhou, then hearing the voice you use with a stuffy nose, then tell me!
Chong Brother
October 1
Angela:
In accordance with the previous night to discuss a good trip, we have that get up 5:30 to wax Seoul Grand Canyon and go to the market. La-Er-Shan used to be Hmong base, most of the history of the uprising from the Miao people here, but also the location of bandits entrenched, because this is dangerous terrain.
Go to the market at the busiest time of around noon, because many Miao people from very far to walk to the cottage where market. Sure enough, toting along the way from time to time to see to the market basket carried on, or hands are used to barter on the Miao people. Accompanied by the car still holding a duck, wearing a nice silver ring China Miao women.
We decided to go to the Grand Canyon, to stay in a "gigantic stone bridge," said Wuchao river stone bridge and get off the bridge invited a young locals to do the wizard, from the bridge of the trail began to runaway. Approximately two-thirds of the road are paddy field walls. The way I use the field, straw twist of a rope, and then wraps the roadside readily removable flower vine, made a beautiful head ring, worn on the Chu Chu's head. Wading streams, with a nod to the river ducks, greeting too gentle lamb, two hours after to also known as "shuiliandong" the end of the gorge. Ying-Ying, really strange, the Monkey King's "shuiliandong" stores to open in Hunan come, but unfortunately it is autumn, the water is relatively small. In the finished photos, we return to the original way. From the big stone bridge on the train again, to December children hill market. To be honest, I go to the market not interested in because of home market than the more lively here.
From the La-Er-Shan Fu a return, I told that to the Deng Deng Shen Cong-wen's house to go house in an alley where a typical courtyard, there are principal room, rooms, yard, no-feng Diao painting, but the small, clean elegant . Hand touched the walls, tables and chairs, think of naughty, truancy availability after being locked up in a fragrant garden kneeling Shen Cong-wen. Imagined that he was kneeling in the corner of the room, how to play to the imagination, think about the sky full of kites, air in the mountains of oriole song call, the trees heavy with fruit ... .... Yingying, do you know? House moved me the most is that the wall a photograph, it is old age home-going when Shenlao Zhangjiajie Jinbian Xi and his wife, Zhang Zhao, and shoot, the photo sitting on the river, Mr. Chang for the Chen Lao finishing collar This photo can be described as a portrayal of the relationship between their lives. They gave me a love deeply moved between them called: brother, San Jie, is even more fascinating to me!
Days almost dusk, standing at riverside, Diaojiaolou wooden built along a river, the red sandstone brick walls standing at the shore, rust sparse gates of the mighty past can still be seen. Jiang face, wooden bridge, to the stone pier. There are two rows of the bridge pier made. Twilight mist-like spread in the river, you can hear the sound of pounding clothing, paddles toggle the voice of aquatic plants, river water over the reef sound. A river water, three arcade bridge, into the rows of star-like lights, with the twilight sky, into boundless being.
Yingying, this time I am thinking of a Miao song: like you, want you, really want you!
Chong Brother
October 2
Tracker:
This is two days, we like a forced march, today plans to Deben Miao Village, followed by the same yesterday, and also 5:30 to get up.
Dealers in an extremely dangerous Aizhai road, right from the Yunnan me, so steep is well established. On the road from time to time to see beautiful Zhai dotted in the mountains, the row of trees Emerald, mist Cong Long.
Car to the Deben, in the slightest rain, we have along the mountain road to the sand waterfall walk ... ... ...
I am coming to you, you are the green everywhere faces the prospect of hiding in the fog I came to your mind you use the clear spring water treatment Yau you are mountain fog rain water, the breeze is sounded when the cigarettes are for your gentle thin yarn cage when I put your thoughts hydrostatic mountain surrounded by thick fog Ching leisurely
Spirit in the mountains do not graceful singing for me is that you do a piano Guqin
Back to Jishou, Deng Deng that were with us, to the confluence with his family, Changsha, Xiangtan, to return home.
Tonight, we celebrated my birthday. This is my most meaningful birthday ever, because these friends! Back to the Inn, play rock, small Gu, hairy, red beans in the ground floor and the east Kaohuo chat room, in my room, wrote a poem to give myself a gift:
Bordertown autumn to September 8 Friends of the Phoenix trained, trained, vocal qualities of a natural order to mountain Lang I and chrysanthemums on the same day Health
You know what? Ming has a painter born in June 24 is the lotus's birthday, so he carved a chapter: I am the same day with the Lotus Health. Chrysanthemum's birthday eighth day of September, so I daisy on the same day with the health, I like chrysanthemum, also like Rendanruju for you!
Chong Brother early September on the 8th
Angela:
Since I will be working on the 7th afternoon, I have a rabbit that they leave one day earlier than Phoenix! They said that they go to yellow wire bridges, and both Lo Chai. I deliberately got up early, Beizhao Bao, a person walking in the quiet, use of slab on the ancient streets. This street is the ancient city of stone and blood. I love this time of the Phoenix, with a blue batik or wooden streamers move the stone streets in the cool, slightly swaying, like a foot stepped on the Mountain and River diffuse from the south over the green. The road then, Mr. Shen has left footprints.
Unconsciously has reached the riverside, sitting on a stone bench, both hands and Mr. Shen's books, read up, this is my dream for many years:
"Water virtue of inclusive, never exclusive refused to immersion in life in different ways without any quirky things! But not its tarnished from the impact. The water's character seems to be especially vulnerable, and very easily. In fact, the weak There are tough. If on one point, that is, trickle, Dishuichuandan, but it carries all before it ... ... ... ... "
"My emotions flow without solidification, the impact of one group Shiba given me really not small. I have more time than a beautiful young life, most of the water can not be separated. I schools by the industry can be said to always located in the water's edge. I learned to think, understanding of the United States, to understand life, water, for I have great relationships ... ... ... .... "
Mr. Shen, kind-hearted simple, moderate persistent but half a lifetime loneliness, he left a beautiful but also to bring people sad. The age he lived, it was China's feudal autocratic rule, when an unprecedented dark, sir this is full of simple, human nature, poetic and even with the original sentiment of the Xiangxi toward the metropolis, can present in front of another world: the upper strata of society degenerate, the lower the misfortune of moral turpitude, national recession, the view of such realities, he only used the artist's eye, the mind to observe and ponder. Although he missed the occlusion, conservative, backward but beautiful, tranquil, honest corner, more like a "beautiful, healthy, natural, without counter to peaceful human life form" to do simple narrative, in order to make people aware of to this nation's past and present degradation of the great Division office to enable the Chinese people excited, and he put his sights on raising the land and spare no effort in tribute to that wonderful natural, pure and simple humanity. Troubled times article, though failed to turn into daggers, spears, beating the drums, as a clear conscience of the writer, he was doing their own efforts.
"Beautiful people are always unhappy." Mr. Shen Cong-wen from 15-year-old began in the Yuan River basin with the armed forces after a five-year street-style living. He said that his wisdom Dezhi Yu Yuan Chen Zhu water, learn to think and realize the full at the water's edge, it is worth recalling the funeral music of personnel is often wet. A lingering thousands of miles of the Yuan River to maintain the aesthetic ideals and life of Mr. sustenance, flow wave PASSING deep sense of nostalgia there, Mr. and destiny of the nation worries, deep, endless, endless endless.
In the children's laughter, I left the Wenchang Pavilion primary school, I know I am the Phoenix complex has been solved for many years, but she would never fly in my impression of this beautiful small town, this impression is always damp always nourishing my soul!
Arrived late 7:00 Huaihua, live railroad hotels, the window is a railway station, from time to time a car stops, also stay away from home from time to time people get off with people on the train home, there are like me, just treat this place as a transit point for people. Yingying, even though you are only in my mind, but I know that one day, we would have met, because this is the inevitable fate! Tomorrow, I will come back towards your direction Pieces ... ..
... I cried ... ... ..
Author: touknsei
