As soon as you enter the old street, a strong atmosphere of old times greets you, making you feel that you have entered a dark-toned oil painting. We can only vaguely tell that the street was once glorious from some dilapidated courtyard walls and doorways. The high firewalls, the warped eaves, and the finely carved doors and windows are intriguing. If the small town is a history book, then the old street is the most exquisite chapter in the book, narrating the vicissitudes of the world and the changes of the times to people.
Walking a few dozen meters, you will find a three-meter-wide street, mostly paved with smooth stones, from east to west and then north. Stores on both sides, either wide or narrow, modern or old, are still open and thriving. Some have demolished some of the old houses and converted them into drugstores or barber shops, but mostly they are snack stores and gold-digging, small grocery stores, and so on. Those who look after the stores are usually old men, old women and middle-aged women, full of smiles, beckoning pedestrians to and fro. There are also a few old stores where the paint on the wooden boards has peeled off, but you can still tell from the traces left behind that this is a rice shop and that is a medicine store. If you meet older people on the street, they will tell you how prosperous the two Dong brothers' medicine stores were in those days. Every morning, the old street is very lively, a few flavorful snack stores, always gathered in front of the people. There are many varieties in the store, there are sweet glutinous rice rounds, Anna dough, fragrant fire crackers, wheat oil fried, yellow oil
pacmaniacs, fried 馃, and the most unique and local flavors, is the Ru Fan Bao, also known as the mountain powder round. The skin of Ru Fan Bao is made of cooked sweet potatoes and starch kneaded together, with a finger out of a hollow ball-shaped dough skin, the bag is full of asparagus, vegetables, dried tofu, pork, green onions, celery, shrimp, eel replica bags and other ingredients, thin skin and many ingredients, mouth-watering.
Turning over the "Yuhuan Ancient History", you will know that this old street has the Qing Dynasty co-conspirator Xu Rong "night patrol" poem: "the vast earth a few people wake up, alone on the yellow flag octagonal pavilion. Cangjie is divided into the bright moon boundary, the north of the city is surrounded by the north wind screen. In the clouds, the watchman's rattle chills the geese, and out of the trees, the fishing lanterns are far away from the stars. I can also tolerate Ning Yue, may wish to cross the house more Wenjing." It is known that the original name of the street Huangqi Street, in the Yuhuan Hall before the rule. 1964, the people's government by the county government before the demolition of the old street, and widen the road surface of 13 meters, into the present appearance. Xiqing Street, which was outside the Yongqing Gate in ancient times, was the place where residents gathered to sell fresh food at that time. Lu Yushu, a Qing dynasty official, wrote a poem: "In the early dawn, the city gates are open, and fresh food traders come in the sea tide. Yellow fish and white replica bags with shrimp and crab, all the woodcutter Su for back." Visible prosperity in the past. Now the corner of the old street, the vendors and consciously lined up in the street, convenient for residents, recruiting Gu amount, business is doing a red-hot, bustling.
The years are long, the old street that mottled ancient houses and rich local flavor always exudes the ancient rhyme.
Yuhuan's old street protection is not very good, it can be said that the root is not to protect it, nowadays there are only these three or two dilapidated old houses to prove that it once existed, I believe that it was once brilliant, but now lost the old streets of Luqiao and Wenzhou Old Street, as the dignified, elegant, staggered. Suddenly, I felt that the local government and the people of the history of the trampling some pain.
The old street is not free from daily life despite the vicissitudes. Here you can never understand the corners and corners, but it is because of the heavy history of the call you, to interpret its decline and glory, iron store came knocking, in the silence of the old street sound spread extraordinarily far, as if you can listen to the vicissitudes of the history of the call of the years.
The century of prosperity fell, the bustle is no longer, the family changes, the fate of the rise and fall, tied to this old house, written in the old street,
Gently leave, as gently to come, take away the image of the old street, leaving behind a sincere sentiment.