Walking into the ancient town of Dihua, it is inevitable to fall into the scene described by Jia Pingwa. The original appearance of this scene, every round, is engraved with traces of historical vicissitudes. Wherever we go, it has also precipitated the background color for thousands of years.
Dihua Town, located at the west of Danfeng County, Shangluo City, Shaanxi Province 15 km, was once the hub of "Qin Tou Chu Wei" in history, and was also a frontier town of Song and Jin Dynasties. Qin Chu's fierce battle was played here, and the grandeur of Song and Jin battles was also shown here.
In front of the ancient "Erlang Temple" on the edge of the village, you may find traces of the past ... the ancient road is westerly, like a cloud of jade peaks, between ancient and modern times. This ancient town, which has been cold for too long, is time to come back to life.
Di Hua, in fact, has not been far away from glory for too long. In this remote mountain village, ancient trees are full of flowers, and there have been flourishing leaves and talented people. Because I can't forget my feelings, just like a golden bell buried in the earth, it will make a sound as soon as it rises into the air.
The old street here is the origin of "Qingfeng Street" in "Qin Opera". The local scenery can still find its former prosperity. The lotus pond on the street, like the Danjiang pier in those days, sails a little. On the dusty ancient road, I seem to see an endless stream of caravans.
Although in the forties and fifties of last century, the noisy scene on Qingfeng Street has gradually disappeared from sight. However, the legacy of "farming and reading" has not been forgotten.
I love the Qin opera from my bones, and I can say it at any time. Walking at the end of the village, you will find that many "Liu" are still simply guarding the inheritance of their own culture.
Today's Dihua, the Qingfeng Post Station is 600 miles on the road. Jia Pingwa's series of novel complexes decorate this village full of stories on the slope.
Sell lotus fragrance under the slope and stay in the lotus pond to listen to the rain. I suddenly caught a glimpse of it during the flying, and saw that it was a vivid literary treasure house.
Cross the newly-built antique Jin Song Street and turn to the village for a walk. I can't see the rhyme painted by the literati here, and I can't hear the elegant rhyme of "eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, listening to the Qiang flute playing plum blossoms".
The villagers mixed in "Shaanxi Opera", those simple and bright customs, those warm smiles, are like frames of simple local paintings. Although a little rustic, the inspiration of generate is that this river is full of literary talent and charm, so magnificent and charming.
Wandering casually under the eaves of blue bricks and black tiles, looking at the mottled yellow-brown earth wall and the eroded black window lattice. It seems that a distinctive cultural symbol can outline the primitive state of rural areas in southern Shaanxi. Xu Lai, breezy Xu Lai, listening to the story of "happiness", shallow warmth, instantly overflowed from the square inch.
Standing in front of Pingwa's old house, looking at Chou Shi. Reading the text "Chou Shi" gently: "I often regret the Chou Shi in front of my house. It lay there in black, like a cow ... "Gradually, the scene written by the master came to life.