Unfortunately, we can’t go.
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They were born in Nanjing, maybe in Beijing, but I was slightly disappointed when I learned that they couldn’t ride with me.
Ladies and gentlemen, I wish you all the best, and I hope you can get some golden turtles and husbands. I want a car.
I said a few words in my heart, and I followed the car after waiting for it to stop, and people were pushed around by them.
After driving for a while, I felt that many people in long gowns parked rickshaws, wagons, rickshaws, rickshaws, drivers, donkeys and horses were running around in the gray air. People called for one money and two money to argue. The willow yellow road next to the depressed road was seen in the distance, and a long and low earth wall was the first impression of my car in Suzhou.
The wet clouds hung low, and when I set off at sea, I could see a few blue and pale days, which were also buried by gray stratus clouds. I looked up at Tianyi and accepted two or three cold raindrops early.
Danger, danger, an adventure today is afraid of failure
I said this to Mr. Shen, who was standing beside me, and I quickly recruited several coachmen to ask them the price.
This is the first time that I set foot on Suzhou land. Although Mr. Shen has been here once or twice, it is still a story of the Taiping period in the former Qing Dynasty. His memory is also very vague. Moreover, when I came back this time, I was busy with people and occasionally sent a perverted trip. When the groom asked me where to go, I thought for a long time and answered, "Is Mr. Shen sophisticated in Suzhou?"
How much is it to the government gate?
It seems that the coachman is also fair. First, we asked for three oceans, and they gave us one piece. We said it was too expensive, and they gave us fifty cents. We tried again and said it was too expensive, but they didn’t let us, so they sat in a one-seat carriage.
At first, I couldn’t see the light rain getting worse. I was sitting in a carriage, and I was walking sideways on a road in the wild. The green grass was sparse, the trees were sparse, the walls were winding, and the shallow city and river became like this. I woke up in front of us, and the cool wind blew me a little hot, and the horseshoes played together there. I forgot the autumn rain for a while, forgot the unfinished work in the sea, and forgot the unemployment and poverty in the past six months. I wanted to dance with one foot in the carriage, and I unconsciously read a few dance songs with one foot in my mouth.
Autumn is here, autumn is at the bedside of crickets, and if you want to find autumn, you need to travel to the lonely suburbs, where the biting cool wind blows away the remnants of summer. The long fields have just formed grain and millet, and there are some shallow trees in the cattle tracks. The long blue sky is reflected in the moonlight trees in this shallow tree, and the rustling leaves are autumn whispers.
I sang these words not like words, new poems not like new poems once, and looked around once. I saw that the left and right sides were deserted, and there was an endless road in front of me, so I was afraid that the groom would move us to a lonely place to kill the probe and go to the earth to drink.
Hey, where are you dragging us?
The cunning groom suddenly fell from the bench with a start, and his horse jumped for a while. Fortunately, although he fell to the ground, his bridle was still holding on to his horse and he didn’t escape. He said to us as he got up
Sir, to be honest, you can’t get to the government gate. I can take you across the density bridge, a few steps from the density bridge to the government gate.
He said that he was not angry with his husband. I was relieved by his soft words, and look at his fifties. He didn’t look like a murderer and nodded and let him go.
When the carriage arrived at the density bridge, we walked in the drizzle, where Mr. Shen’s friends stayed and went to Yan Ya.
four
In the feudal era, the ancient city passed through a few narrow streets and even crossed many ring bridges before it found Mr. Shen’s friend, Mr. Shi Jun, who entered the Fenmen Gate. After that, I was impressed by those cold streets. If it is said to be a market in the 20th century, then this corner of Suzhou can be said to be an ancient capital in the 10th century. If it is said to be a BusyPr, then Suzhou can be said to be a Sleepywn town. I have never seen a corner in this Fenmen Gate. It’s still a romantic ancient capital street, with stones and people’s buildings surrounded by bridges, rivers and narrow streets. There’s nothing but boasting about the leisurely attitude of the China people in the past. I don’t think it’s more appropriate to express this beauty in modern language than decadent beauty. Besides, at that time, the sky was full of gray, black, wet clouds and autumn rain was falling slightly.
Fortunately, Shi Jun hasn’t gone yet. As soon as we arrived at his place of residence, he greeted Shen Jun. When we introduced him, Shi Jun said slowly
Come on, it’s YuJun. It’s rare for you to do that article. I’ve read the frustrated person. Who can cry differently?
Lai Shijun is from our hometown, and I was ashamed of what he said. If I wanted to turn my head in one direction, I asked him.
Shijun, are you okay? Let’s go to dinner together.
In fact, I felt very hungry at that time.
In front of Yan Ya, there are all Zhong Ming Ding eaters who can’t find a restaurant. There’s no way for us to go to a famous Jinfanxie teahouse and ask Dr. Tea to go. We’ll get some food and wine to eat, because the drizzle didn’t stop at that time, but our stomachs rang badly. Considering that it’s not worth running in the drizzle with an empty stomach, we went to that teahouse, and we planned to sit in it for an hour or two because of its good name.
As the old saying goes, where there is a will, there is a way. We were drinking and gossiping at the table in the light middle hall of Jinfanxie. One day, the light rain was stopped by our willpower.
When I first arrived at a scenic spot, no one wanted to sit idly like a child. As soon as the rain stopped, I urged Shi Jun and Shen Jun to go to the teahouse together. I planned to go everywhere. I ran from the cold and narrow Wolong Street, and I turned a corner and took a few steps. I felt that the shops on both sides of the street gradually increased and flourished. Suzhou City sold at most antique second-hand shops, and one by one sold modern shops, which gradually attracted my attention. Shi Jun said
The mysterious temple is coming. This is Guanqian Street.
When I arrived at the Mysterious Temple and looked around, I felt that the Mysterious Temple was prosperous today. I thought that the middle of the country was very different and lively, and I couldn’t catch up with the small food market before noon. It was far from weird. Before and after the Mysterious Temple was gone, it was deeply impressed in my mind. Two were three or five young women who bought flutes in a flute shop in Guanqian Street. I went to see them for a long time, and they also gave me a few glances. A very young student at the entrance of the Mysterious Temple bought me there and my friend co-edited a magazine.
I get up early in the morning and go to the teahouse, where I meet familiar faces every day. For these familiar faces, my wife feels more intimate than my wife. Of course, those who have no wives can regard the teahouse as a family and treat these similar people as brothers. When it’s hot, I sit in the teahouse and sweat a lot. I swallow a mouthful of tea to fill the teahouse. Although it’s stuffy, it’s not hot in the sun, and Zhang San Li Si’s family curtain can be eliminated. The first advantage of sitting in the teahouse when it’s hot and cold is that I drink too much tea. When you urinate, you should get up cold and swallow a few bowls of hot tea, but it can quench your thirst and cold for a while. Poor people can use this to endure hunger. If the owner of the teahouse knows a little bit about strange things, the interest of elegant tea drinkers will of course be increased. It is said that several tea drinkers in several teahouses always sit in the same seat when they die in their fifties and sixties. Every day, the teahouse is neither late nor early, and it is always the same person who will write this seat in his will when his family dies. His son goes to his last place every day. Recently, the organization law of department stores should be in front of tea teahouses, except for aroma cooking, pot stickers and baked sweet potatoes. Besides, there are enough food and drinks for customers all day without feeling any regrets. Like the literary teahouses like Haiqinglian Pavilion, which not only eats and drinks, but also sells human flesh at a low price, I think it’s time for blind foreigners in the 20th century. If you want to investigate China, you need teahouses to investigate, that is, if you want to take charge of China, you must first ask the customers in the teahouses to agree. Because the representatives of China Congress are China
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After the mysterious view, we walked many roads to visit Suiyuan Garden. In Suzhou, like me in the sea, many people still don’t know that it is winding from a narrow and small door. We have gone through a few small lanes before we got to the center of Suiyuan Garden. According to my half-day experience, the entrance places are narrow and waste, and only after walking through several winding lanes can the magnificent houses be opened. I don’t know whether this way is like tax avoidance before the French Revolution, or whether it is to wake up the view and listen to the rhetoric and suppress the brushwork first, so as to get a symmetrical effect.
Suiyuan is a Chinese-style garden, rockery, pond, pavilion, small bridge and a few trees, but everywhere it collapses, water remains, lotus leaves are combined with dim weather, and I feel a sense of autumn. I have seen China’s future, my home will wither, Suiyuan, Suiyuan, and I love your decadent mood.
We drank a bowl of tea in a pavilion in the lotus pond, but when we came in the hall, we met many gentlemen and ladies wearing light silk embroidered satin sitting there quietly drinking tea and biting melons, etc. I said earlier that China people have a leisurely attitude, and China’s tragic beauty of national subjugation can also be seen here. Pity me, I am a guest, or I will sit by those ladies with tender skin and sit quietly.
When we got to Suiyuan, we advised Shijun to come back to my apartment because it was late. Shen Jun drifted in the narrow street for a while and decided to go to Tiger Hill.
This manuscript was suspended due to illness.
Fishing platform in spring and day
Because we are close at hand, we can go there whenever we want. Instead, we often don’t have a chance to play with the scenic spots in rural areas or it’s not easy to make a determination to play. This is the only reason why I remember the Fuling of Fuchun River in my heart for 20 years, but my feet haven’t gone this way. At the age of 1931, I was in Xinwei, but I didn’t succeed in the spring of March, and the central party emperor seemed to want to play a trick again. After receiving the warning, I left hastily and lived in a poor village near Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I occasionally saw a grave-sweeping boat trip I made up my mind to go around a big bend and get to my hometown, but it’s still good that my family went to several graves before the Cold Food Festival. I haven’t seen relatives and friends for a long time, and for a few days, a kind of rural fatigue suddenly came to my heart, so I decided to visit Yanling’s secluded place on the fishing platform.
Fishing platform goes to Tonglu county, more than 20 miles, Tonglu goes to Fuyang county, and it is less than 90 miles. Fuyang goes back to the river and takes a small steamer for three hours to reach Tonglu. Moreover, it is necessary to take a sailboat.
The day I went there, I remember it was sunny and rainy, and I took a late liner to Tonglu. It was already dusk, so I had to borrow a night in a hotel building near the pier.
Tonglu County is about three miles long, with more than 3,000 smoke stoves and 120,000 residents living on the north bank of Fuchun River, which used to be the thoroughfare of Anhui and Zhejiang. Now the Hangjiang Railway seems to be less bustling than it was a decade or two ago, especially when tourists feel depressed, but the group of flower boats at the foot of Tongjun Mountain have lost sight. Speaking of Tongjun Mountain, it is a scenic spot close to the city Lingshan in Tonglu County. Although it is not high, it is a fairy tale. As far as the situation is concerned, Tongjun Mountain can indeed produce many accents, which are stiff and have a unique charm. When the Fuchun River in Tongxi meets Yiyi River, the west bank overlooks the smoke trees in Tonglu County, and the south faces the river. The former residence of Fang Gan, a Tang poet in Changzhou, is in this ten-mile deep flower field in Tongzhou, crossing Tonglu County to the west and facing a row of green mountains with uncertain heights. This is Fuchun Mountain, and the mountains in the northeast are a piece of Sang Ma fertile land. A long snake seems to be hidden and reappeared. It bypasses a small ridge in the peach blossom, willow, locust and elm trees, and it is the boundary of Fuyang County. It is only one or two miles away from the cemetery.