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Xitang back from the night, friends called to ask, how Xitang and Zhouzhuang almost do?
I said, it is not the same.
Because, into Xitang, you will feel in its soul, the faint hidden countless film and the old woman said they have not made sad.
We sat on the tricycle walk through the narrow streets in the town where it seemed at the Xitang is the best means of transport, while the local tricycle driver where they rely on the many years of life experience, natural as our best guides.
After Ni Tianzeng house when the pedicab driver that took us to the suddenly said, "like a fog, as rain again like the wind" on a filmed here, he also acted in the role of inside, as well as lines.
I knew it was long ago a very popular television dramas, tells a few sad love women. I then asked him a very curious, what role, what lines ah?
He was a bit complacent to say that I played a housekeeper, there are two lines, long and that a house standing on the threshold of Ni, pointing to a woman fled, said, do not let that woman run.
My heart is suddenly quiet down at that moment, the immediate small bridges, high walls and old houses and centuries, in the end the number was a story which nestles at the back doors and how many women to be brave to go to the front of this fan, but cruel, where turn back, and finally, and forever happiness barrier.
Yao took the second floor of the house when the owner told us, here is the ancient woman's boudoir, went upstairs when she smoothly cover the side of the wooden stairs, she said, the former Miss is staying at home and , and shut all of this export is their world, where they will spend their lives in the childhood and teenage age, until they married that day.
Room sparsely arrayed several ancient woman's things, embroidery, weaving frame, ink, paper and painting, dressing of Dresser, or should also have a few books, perhaps as there would be a book called "The West Chamber", However, Shu Zhang a high fire barrier walls is not only a lover of the meet, but also deeply locked Qili gorgeous woman should dream of partition walls Office, locked all the luxury of their yearning.
I stood at the window, making an effort to probe origins, trying to tile the gap between the window edge, a glimpse of boudoir beyond, "nine years Wan Tau put Sao line with the Green Yang Hongxing warbler sings," the noise, even if only Xitang river horizon, the Green Wave The waves, the water bridge, sunset shines ... ... but, no, only the endless powder wall towering, Wanda color Tile House reflection, there is one party not on the blue sky will never fly.
Perhaps in the spring when the rhododendron garden can be seen in full bloom, flowers shaped like butterflies, colors, such as blood, to be implicit in this graceful bloom of the walls of the warmest, but dying too fast, for no reason at birth Jisi desolate, more Chen De mood exceptionally bleak.
Yao house, I became firmly established in front of a black court, looked up slightly, sprinkle the summer sun shining in my body, but also mobile in the wood on the head boudoir sparse, there is a feeling of Huangruogeshi the middle Unlimited long is a piece of history.
Came back the next day, I can see from the pictures, his expression at that moment, Jin Min mouth is, and where is with sad eyes.
Because I know that in my behind, there is a woman, or generations, dozens of generations of women, they do not even have his name, but, this old room will not forget, it will always be to record them to an unlimited long and lonely years.
Tricycle Xitang the misty rain in the gallery, the twists and turns forward, turns, rivers and lakes of water near the fundus, people seemed to float on the lake in the trough Yan, clear your fingertips. Perhaps, in such places is also the only way of transportation can make someone feel comfortable and cozy.
Our "guide" told us that the ancient town of Lang Peng total length 877 meters. In which the north east, south dam Langpeng fence, west Laifeng bridge, with a total length of 168 meters, street 2-2.5 m wide. Surface extends from the street to the river, with a round wooden pillars supporting the roof slanting floor, called "one involved", the middle section of a flip-Xuan two carving patterns, the most outstanding.
This is said to Langpeng originated from a sub-Zhao Qin Feng's surname rich girl story, because the family was good, but also Caimao queen, so looking for a good match, also have scholarship for Mr. Right. She was a summer afternoon because of a painting and thought of a joint poem: "Rat cool summer beams, painted the main house cat, frightened rats summer." So it became a red one end of the marriage, Miss ordered it hanging in the outside the door, looking forward to a nice ring to take to write together, because wind and rain, so put up Langpeng, a poem together to prevent wind loss, one can easily Jia Ding waiting.
Go Langpeng the end, I know that the outcome of the story and eventually take out the second line of was actually a white-haired old man, Wealthy Miss bridal chamber, apart from sad night, still not reconciled to the complained: "Red Silk was Village Hongyan woman "to white-haired old man added a second line, otherwise, that is a different bed. The old man smiled, casually, should be: "The White Luozhang outside the Chinese bulbul" and turn right on the uplink, but also add scroll reads: "Langpengzhaoqin."
Where no alternative is an infinite mixture of not willing, however, the precipitation of three thousand years is too tough down the fate, even if Jiacaiwanguan, even if Caimao queen, even a corner of a glimpse of the world can be dug, the end still can only wait, only wait, only to bear.
Perhaps in Shenyou the night, will ignite a lamp, do not do special things, caught up with us since time immemorial or unlimited lonely hearts lonely woman.
Deep out of the alley from the town, when a heart as detached from the ancient history out Looking back on rivers and lakes, is still the top Mexican white walls, Zhou Ying waves, just as a pastel hues of the rice paper painting.
I heard that, Xitang old house eaves on the grass, is attached to the soul of the owner, and I imagine, kept trained on them, are bound to haunt the soul of countless women, in the days of life, they were kept in the bottle, No adventure, a long time, into the water, temporary, and pour out, to return to dust, the soul flying eaves, the last, go there yearning for a lifetime breathing the air of freedom ... ...
Editor: Tantai Ming Source: Hometown Author: cat
Author: jxdmy
