The number of years for this to Xi'an
"Clinton to China, why have they chosen the first stop in Xi'an, then?" That year, a friend asked me.
"Because, from New York, Xi'an relatively near it." I said.
Although he has numerous reasons for pride, but they seem hard to say to anyone.
Because there have been a youth to stay in there, there are numerous signs of growing deep in the heart, so although many years past, the city is still I dreamed, from time to time there is a general feel nostalgic homeland in their hearts. Each time back, I'm like a long journey of the pioneers, when the city wall saw hoary deep, we need excited, Montreal, searching deep in the heart of Xi'an, I.
(1) goldfish ditch, the Loess Plateau to listen to Teana
Until today, Xi'an tour map is also not yet found a groove that goldfish names.
Luoyang by train from Zhengzhou to Xi'an many times, we must pass through many mountains, across the many ravines will never have a clear understanding on both sides of the railway to see fewer and fewer trees, more and more cave, you only know the train to climb to the plateau.
"Loess slope," sing a high tone, but that in the Loess Plateau Who has seen?
Year the University of the spring, we went to the countryside. Riding a rented bicycle, the students were jubilant, singing all the way to the outskirts of children to run. I do not know who's idea, we Chu Liaocheng, riding to the southeast, on both sides of a green wheat fields, open relief, the ups and downs, very beautiful.
More than two hours, we reached one called "goldfish ditch" place. Here the land is sandwiched between the image of a ravine between two mountains, in the middle there is a small reservoir, the reservoir has a large south side only of bamboo. The spring, but he still can see some wild flowers in the open.
Did not come off, hard to believe, the outskirts of Xi'an, there was such a beautiful little place.
I remember that day, my own students to use a tape recorder, the sound of music opened to the largest opening in the waterside grass dance. We have been singing ah, Tiaoa, extremely excited. Youthful days, that is, warm stones will also be infected.
And I, when Hou seems to always be so happy when the fear of frustration, fear frustration really came together.
One already can not remember what the students told me that I only remember some of the severely to hurt my self-esteem. I held hands in the air Flurry put down a person quietly retreated to the back of a bamboo forest, looked up to prevent tears streaming down.
For a while, someone at my side Di Shengjiao me, "We go mountain climbing." He said.
Bear. He is my good friend, a careful, somewhat eccentric character of the students.
We are silent to climb. Slopes are the loess, there is no vegetation, and loose, and tread down to the shoe to have land irrigation. Slope is not very high, soon went to the summit of the hill has.
------ I see? Everywhere around, and it is a hilltop where, ah, is clearly a huge platform in the ah.
Suddenly, I see, this is not what we often say in the Loess Plateau do? I heard the sound of my heart pounded.
Twilight of the plateau, enveloped in a glorious sunset, the same stage as the mysterious and beautiful. And I, is like an actor suddenly strayed into ants generally stand between heaven and earth, humbled and frightened.
I and my classmates sat silently bear on the Loess Plateau. That day, the breeze sounded, we heard the Teana.
(B) cold kiln, the situation still do Chang'an
"He's dead." College students in the phone apart, Wang Dan Feng said.
"Who?" I asked.
"Bear, ah, suicide."
The spring of that year, we have graduated less than a year, they came to stay in Xi'an, the news of the bear dead.
That age, we also lack the experience of facing death, so those days I kept to imagine when you look to end their lives. Recalled that he and I together, demonstrated the love for life, how do I also can not imagine the reasons for him to give up life.
I am reminded of the eve of graduation, waiting for the allocation of days, some idle too boring, I, Feng and bear three to go cold from the nearby kiln to see a soldier friend.
Cold kiln where more than 10 kilometers in the south. We inquired the way, how could not find, as there is a cave slopes ah. Finally asked a local elderly people, he pointed to a number of trees of the ravine, said: "Ha 7 (go) is, is a barracks, not allowed to enter miles."
We are looking for is it.
Barracks in the valley, it's very hidden, on the ground did not see. Said to see a friend, the janitor of the Sentinel is not very notice of us. When we find out the friend had been transferred later, clarified there is a cold kiln millennium: In a hard three-hole piece of loess on the hewn cave, is that known as the San Jie stayed at the home of Wang Baochuan .
Three-hole cave, in addition to hanging the "Spirit of San Jie Wang position" under the red silk cloth and silk cloth a few scattered pieces of coins thing of the past did not leave anything. The hole thing, if not the loess, it has already become the loess.
Since the Tang Dynasty, the story of Han pottery has been widely speculated in the folk. Talking about Tang Dynasty, Chang'an town, royal homes of wealthy families and women to be married. Lantern Festival on the 1st, the beautiful and moving Miss Wang Jiasan Po-chuan Zhao muko throwing hydrangea, Hydrangea did not want to fall into the one to watch the street youth's arms. He told Kooping expensive, although the clothes worn, but the tall and handsome, not bad temperament.
Just when he was at a loss, regardless of crowd laughter, parents opposed to, Po-chuan through the crowd, pulled his hand to receive him, with fixed him.
In order to love, Po-chuan Chang left the town home. They built their winter nests kiln.
Later, the Ping-Gui join the armed forces went to the border, 18 load, fortune; Po-chuan mother had each other, in the cold kiln stick to eighteen years.
Po-chuan those who do not know how to spend the days missed, we see only love, to make this woman's eternal beauty of Liu-fang.
Therefore, Xiong said at the time remember, "Life is love in the. Pinggui fighting because it was waiting to die; Po-chuan and not give up just because somebody can wait."
A few years later, I and von Si-an S. Main Street in the "old tree coffee" Lane talked about some of our past. He said the bear's death was due to a love word.
"To participate in the first year of work, he fell in love with a woman the company, this is not wrong. Wrong in this woman is someone else's wife, and he take pity on her husband's bullying, it is necessary to help her record straight. But to fight other people's husband come to his lover and her husband had to stand together. So, ah, he not understand. "
We are said, and von cell phone rang.
Looked out the window from the bar opposite the neon lights shining bright light. I think that under the luxury to Xi'an, whether there today, people will stick to for love?
Kick down the phone, he came back to me about one of his own story:
The phone is a woman just called, and she was from two years ago, and there is a three year-old daughter. They have secretly well over a year, people made up their minds are no longer married, but he can not marry her.
"You must not delay the others ah." I teasing smile.
"She needs me. You do not know."
To see if he put it very firm, Xi'an, I really do not know of.
(C) which of you is one of a
Jostled through the crowd, I finally pushed it in front. In the Qin terracotta museum's underground exhibition hall, the faint light under the Imperial officer who Rong Tong Juma car controlling the dissemination of the noble solemn light, so that surprised me was speechless.
Qin terracotta museum's three exhibition presents us with two thousand years ago the battlefield, thousands of soldiers lined up in their own sequence, the wait for the charging order. They are some of solidification of life.
When I was a careful observation of another one of those pottery figurine's face, they found surprisingly that their facial contours and no two exactly the same. Some were a bit exaggerated funny faces, so I suddenly thought of the scene ,------ figurines then the system must be representative of each of a pottery figurine of a real soldier. That is, two thousand years ago, he stood so, as we have pictured here in front the camera, placed in an expression, so that craftsmen were left in his life, there have been a blink of an eye.
They were doing so when the same has also been excited and happy?
I think my ancestors, ancestor, that is, they are one of them.
That night, I went to Xian Feng collar inside the Palace Hotel to see Tang Dynasty Tang Dynasty Song and Dance. In Nazuo decorated magnificent theater, I saw those soldiers resurrection figurines. They hand weapons, "Hey, ha, hey, ha," cried, and demonstrates the powerful and majestic appearance, lively, and gorgeous.
I still can not be moved. Whether it is the life of coagulation, or reproduction of life, leaving his life's story, they no longer had a vivid life.
Out from the Tang Dynasty Restaurant is midnight, Xi'an autumn night chill that has very deep. We walk in the street was cool hair too tight. Feng insisted pulling me to eat "real lamb bubble." He knew I was in the city Sun, Lee's "Bubble House" are familiar with, so hit a car, went straight away outside the city's northern suburbs.
Extended to the suburbs on both sides of the street is no longer close to houses. The lights dim, I and von finally found one of his Uighur friend's "lamb bubble hall."
Uygur friend who threw a one coat, the name of Kazakh gas, and von black face was a few pleasantries. To understand that we come all this way the came, only to eat his mutton bubble, he finally Tong Kai stove, opened the lid, while also "Ah children, Center children," Direct call.
A moment out of a little girl, this moment only to what we do on the cup of tea. The child was his daughter Ah, tall nose, big eyes, a very correct look. But always did not laugh.
I feel a bit miserable, middle of the night awakened people, natural to let people unhappy. Feng was in my ear said, "Uygur people are this way, the surface does not warm my heart is very friendly."
Father and daughter looked at seriously to give us rice, I suddenly realized of having a better life. I do not know who his father and Ah child will not remember after us, but after this encounter, they have become my story; I must also become their story.
And who knows what those figurines stories?
The lamb that day I've eaten in the bubble is not the best, but I remember my life in such a moment. 2 8 a bowl of lamb bubble, in Xi'an the night, let me feel the warmth of life.
Author: zmgh123
