Today's spring, I finally came to the Phoenix cherished.
Yangchun March, breeze blowing, the air was filled with the faint fragrance. The monastery is surrounded looked, how can a "green" Zile De. The distant mountains lush, shimmering trees near the roadside waving weak wind verdant grass, people unlimited love and affection. Vehicles to navigate among the endless mountains, suddenly spiral into the hillside, the Peak, suddenly returned to the foot. Looked from the top the road like a silver train to Mountain connected. Suddenly, the smell of the fragrance come a golden eyes. Layers of terraced fields spreading down from the hillside of flowers bloom is Fun, it may be embedded in the carpet of golden green mountains. All the way around the mountain heavy water, miaojia to earn a leaning wooden structure built in the water, flickering in the mountains. Let me pleasantly surprised that every one's around their houses all kinds of one or several strains of the peach, the peach blossom pink smoke Ru Xia Yan Yan, dreamlike, so that mountain was full of Reiki and warm. Open the windows and let the wind from my hair, in reliance upon the sea Rinpu, can not help singing: I saw a mountain, a block mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers connected to a seat ... ...
Took a dramatic turn in front suddenly see the light, a built earn initially built a modern town show in front of a Bi-band-like streams through cities, the river a bridge east-west. This is a long absence, the Phoenix had!
In the bus station out of the car, the immediate modernization of the building, dressed in "modern" clothing of the crowd, noise noise, the air was filled with the smell of exhaust and dust mixture, imaginary city, river, Diaojiaolou where? Is the former "Western Hunan Pearl" has become a modern civilization has been destroyed a small town?
Roadside stop a lot of tricycles, on the one I love. The owner is a hearty talkative middle-aged women. From her mouth, we know that the ancient city of Phoenix is divided into old and new urban areas, we have previously seen in the vehicle is Tuojiang. Out of the car, pointing along the direction of the owner, walked into a narrow street. Quartzite flat smooth road, unified antique architecture, green-brick structure, high eaves tilt, rather Qing Dynasty architectural style, see the Government for the development of the tourism industry which is built near the street.
Previous noise and Zhuoqi have been away, the immediate side streets clean and quiet, occasionally a few busy-looking villagers Tiaodan through it, may be anxious to go home!
Both sides of the store Tingduo, hung colorful goods. Characteristics of batik painting with western Hunan, batik clothing, hand-embroidered red miaojia stomachers, backpack, wallet and so on are very beautiful, and inexpensively. In a shop house, we're looking at a batik painting. A dark blue background, a woman Yimei fluttering screen, slim waist, dancing a pretty dance; men handsome tall and straight, or flute, or sing, a life-like male and female get-together map the Miao. With the boss to talk about price, because differences were too great and did not deal, want to come a real pity.
May not be the tourist season, the same as Wolia look around stop-go, few tourists, so shop has a bit deserted, but the shop owner sits most relaxed, go after the customers were greeted, no other tourist area forced the move to attract customers.
Guailegewan, into another very different alley. Quartzite road is no longer flat, both sides of the huts, brick house and white, but mostly wooden. Dark brown Kibusa board, mottled brick walls, covered with deep green moss. Locals sit in the house, or play cards or chat with visitors to turn a blind eye to the street Tantoutannao really can be described as well-informed, grown accustomed to.
Shen Cong-wen's house situated in the depths of this stone alleys, a total of two into the hatchback, looks somewhat like a small courtyard in Beijing, the entire house is brick-wood structure, gray tiles and white walls, wooden lattice windows flower. After years of vicissitudes, such as a house had been ailing for the elderly, silently watching the town and the times change. Former Residence of Chen Lao stood in front of, I am not help emotions. Generation of literary giant has long been buried, leaving an empty house people pay their last respects. Of Phoenix created a Shen Cong-wen, or wen Mei-Wen Shen spread of the Phoenix, is not known. However, even such a small town out of such a writer, leaving many of the US-wen me and other readers appreciate, it is gratifying thing.
Along the lane to continue forward, Guailiaogewan, a surge of thick smell of ginger has passed over, saw the three in front of the girl carrying a backpack in a stall before Circuit. Stall holders is a lovely fat old man behind the door hung a sign, poster reads: ancestral authentic Jiang Tang. Only heard one girl said: I would like to leave my mother, my father, my sister ... ... so delicious, and we quickly try. Tawny Jiangtang irregular cone shape, the size of plums. Smell the fragrant, initial bite very brittle, broken teeth, after a bit sticky, sweet with a spicy ginger. I eat several in one breath, feeling tastes special, tooth cheek taste, aftertaste. Now recall somewhat of a mouth-watering.
Walking see, unknowingly to the north gate. The red sandstone brick wall standing at the shore, the ancient castle towering towers, roof corners hanging red lanterns wind moving, adding to a lot of vigor and vitality.
Chu Liaocheng door, approached the Tuo River. Clear and shallow river, smooth as a mirror, wantonly long dark green plants, in the slow flow of the river in the Graceful. Imposing the distance a bridge that previously we entered the Phoenix to see the bridge. Near one of the wooden bridge across the Tuo, a little above the surface of the river, took to the rickety, I do not know how many years to withstand the wind and rain. Close to Woodbridge is a peculiar "bridge": a slide exposed surface of the water the cement spile, two rows of side by side, row and row interval of half a meter, and west to the east is about 30 cm higher. We hold herself back any curious laugh with the "bridge" on the stumble stagger hesitate to take several back and forth.
Near dusk, Riverside many people. 3322 women washing clothes in the hammer, wooden club crisp sweet sound of a wooden bridge and cement pile pedestrian bridge coming and going. Riverside open space there are many elderly people in the kite-flying, holding the hands of one of the major axis, kite flying high, and some simply become a small point.
Riverside sat several miaojia woman dressed in dark blue handwoven cloth clothes, carrying panniers, low-rise skinny, his weathered face full of the hardships of life. We arrived in Riverside, they will be surrounded by up again and again to persuade our camera pictures loaded with seedlings. To see them picked up the pace, heart health can not bear, they will be together, and loved ones to wear.
Miao installation is characterized by: a small but fitting blouses, skirts fat and large, long, and ankle, mostly red, bright exception. Wearing the silver complex, like a hat, very interesting. Wearing a neck collar relatively large, compared to a chest part of the bud on a very eye-catching. Red and white dress with silver and white, very beautiful. Men is a dark blue home-spun cloth, with stripes, their heads with the same color fabric made into a thick scarf wrapped, tie a ribbon around the waist, appears capable neat.
Put on, we looked each other, I feel another comic novel, without any intent to laugh. He then in the Tuojiang side, wooden bridge, the cement bridge, put intimacy like, please an enthusiastic local girl to help us a photograph of another one.
Play tired, sitting in Tuojiang side, quietly watching the sunset. The distance of the sun hanging in the mountainside like a big attractive egg yolk, Hen Buneng bite. Housing seems to be coated with a layer of Phnom Penh, the setting sun, looked magnificent. Aoyama, such as Dai, slowly flowing river, the river sparkling, golden Yi Cai, people relaxed and happy, reminding us of scenes exposure to painting, I do not know where you are.
Yes Chenlao's "Border Town", "long river" and a chapter full of rich local flavor, gorgeous prose attracting domestic and foreign tourists, or the Phoenix itself is remarkable grace, I think a combination of both bar. Her quiet, her harmony, people fascinated; her beauty, her simplicity, people yearn. Really want to live here forever, accompanied Zhezhi lovely "Phoenix"!
