The summer heat spread wantonly, wandering in the old street leading to the market. My daughter took her husband and followed her uncle, looking for a cake shop and a milk tea shop. She looked around, but her steps were a little slow. I like to wander in the streets full of fireworks and lively life, and I can always meet some touching little things. The little paparazzi foolishly met many of the same kind, and they embraced each other. My husband, daughter and her uncle followed the footsteps of walking and navigation, and their backs gradually turned into black spots. Looking at the distance, I jumped out of my eyes and saw rows of horse head walls at a glance. The antique style of ancient buildings in the south of the Yangtze River is striking, and everyone knows that they like the horse head wall of Huizhou architecture. In fact, the horse head wall is also a classic of Jiangxi architecture. Before that, I only knew that the Horsehead Wall belonged to Huizhou architecture, so I had to wait and see carefully.

The white wall of Daiwa, the wood carving lattice fence, the lattice window and the shallow window lattice are just like this. Leaning lightly in front of the window, the table in front of the desk is cleared for a plum, listening to the wind entering the window, listening to the raindrops on the eaves and the sound of dripping, naturally becoming poetic. Two-story buildings are arranged closely adjacent to each other. In the morning, the windows are pushed between buildings to ensure safety, and at night, the doors are closed to wish each other warmth, or the doors are not closed at night, and the neighbors are facing each other. That is the visible warmth of lovers.

Horse-headed wall above the roof, triple-stacked wall, gives people a clear hierarchy, clear lines, if you follow the wind into the painting, or extremely good. With a simple black and white tone, it reveals a simple and elegant classical charm. The tiptoe of the cornice gently outlines the blue sky, adding more exquisiteness and comeliness to the tall and enclosed walls, and forming a fresh and elegant landscape of Mo Yun in nature. Little sparrows, flapping their wings from the wires, swept through the air, stopped at the position of the tiptoe, jumped on the floor, stood on the tiptoe, looked up at the blue sky, overlooking the fireworks, which inevitably made people want to be a bird.

Follow the footsteps along the old street and reach the end of the old street. My daughter waved and shouted, "Mom, hurry up, we are here." Rushing, I took out my mobile phone from my trouser pocket and scribbled a few pictures for a flash of light memory. The shallow and frozen picture, the horse's head wall towering in the light blue sky, is like a galloping horse, like eight galloping horses on the grassland in the landscape painting "Eight Horses Map" that my father once sold the most, galloping among the green mountains and green waters. It also gives this static building complex a dynamic aesthetic feeling in an instant.

When I think of the saying about the Horsehead Wall, Huizhou merchants in ancient times left their homes in their teens and set foot on the bumpy business road. The Horsehead Wall was built with the metaphor of "looking forward", and "horse" has been associated with success since ancient times, which adds to people's hope for the auspicious success of wanderers outside. The horse head wall is actually designed for the firewall. The wall is filled with sand and gravel, which are closely arranged buildings. Once a fire is triggered, the wall above the roof can stop the fire from spreading to the neighbor's house, and the wall collapses. The sand and gravel inside can bury the flames and play a certain fire extinguishing effect. We have to admire the wisdom of the ancient people. Sunlight shines on the horse's head wall, shining on the traces of years. How many people will be involved in the gray wall?

I had a quick and short encounter with the horse head wall, but I still wanted to explore the style of the interior structure of the horse head wall with white walls and tiles. In the years when I walked with my husband all the way, there was nothing vigorous and dull like water. Fortunately, the tacit understanding of life can still be earned. Before he opened his mouth, Mr. Wang had already seen his share of thoughts and stretched his arm: "We can go and see the ancient city over there." Against the sky of 3 degrees, with joy, without any sun protection work, I set out for the ancient city. Pass by the exquisite pagoda tower and shuttle to the riverside road surrounded by towering trees on both sides. My daughter and Xiao Hanhan have been mumbling for a while without a rest. They talked and talked one after another, listening to the chirping, immature and provocative voice. I don't know when, my husband said, "Here we are." When I got off the bus, there was a crowded fence, full of antique buildings with horse head walls. The difference is that the white wall tiles in the old street give people a simple, fresh and elegant feeling, while the pink wall tiles in the ancient city give people an eternal feeling. Consistent with most scenic spots, the entrance to the ancient city is full of hand-written shops. My daughter was alert. As soon as she entered the door, she found the mystery: "Oil-paper umbrella, mom must have an oil-paper umbrella here!" " Look of joy, be vividly portrayed. Sure enough, I searched for several antique gardens, but I didn't get the oil-paper umbrella. Here, my daughter * * * and I like the oil-paper umbrella, and we got started.

My daughter is holding an oil-paper umbrella and stepping on the big blue brick and stone road, just like that umbrella, which can restrain people's heroic temper, just like the delicate and gentle women in Jiangnan. My daughter is a lively and tight child, and there is a little bit of wriggle in Jing Shu. Why don't you make people laugh and laugh with her? My daughter is holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking in front of her, and the horse head wall is towering into the sky. Colorful lanterns are hung all over the street, adding to the charm of the ancient city. Presumably, the lanterns in the night will definitely light up the light and shadow of the ancient city for thousands of years.

Two-story buildings are closely adjacent to each other, and the big front door is open. I can't wait to step over the high threshold of a building, and when I look up, I can see carved beams and painted buildings, which is lifelike. In addition to the three main walls, the facade, doors and windows, beams and columns, as well as the interior, the wooden structure of the whole house seems to make people suddenly understand that the unique firewall and the design of the horse head wall are really ingenious by the ancients. About two-thirds of the building on the first floor is high, and the remaining one-third is an attic made of wooden boards, which is very similar to my grandmother's original old house diaojiao building when I was a child. The enclosed wall is also suitable for lighting. Even if it is hot and hot outside, the house is cool and cool. Walking to the inner room, the cloister is separated from the window, only to find that the ventilation and lighting in the house are due to the large and small patios, all of which have culvert drainage systems, and the patios in the house are basically equipped with wooden fences. In the courtyard, green plants and various potted plants are piled up, and the most eye-catching thing is taro lotus. In the corner of the patio, the big water tank is also very eye-catching. Ask someone, and you will know that the jar is called "Taiping jar" for storing water. In case of fire, the water in the big jar can be used at any time. When it rains in the open-air patio, green plants and potted plants can also be irrigated. The sun shines on the dark green taro lotus, flashing the refreshing light and shadow in summer, and the sun shining through the patio is also shining with the wisdom of the ancient people.

Xiao Hanhan jumped under an old easy chair, and several high-legged stools were piled up under a square square square table. On the table, some classical books and the handwriting of ancient masters were littered. Gently open a few books, some handwriting trickles, and some flowing water is strong and flexible, and it is impossible to distinguish its authenticity. Instantaneous, Fang Ran found that the original building, the display room full of antique cultural relics, but also for the four water to the hall of the building, added a elegance. The telephones made by the people in the Qing Dynasty, ancient pillows, various stone tools, carved works of art, jade articles and gold ornaments ... are all dazzling, which is not as orderly as the display in Zhao Tailai Art and Cultural Center in Baomo Garden. The source information of each cultural relic has a rough or detailed explanation, which is more like being in a flea market. It is also impossible to know its authenticity, but it can also feel the strong historical atmosphere. A few people guarding the hall are looking around the tea boat, sipping tea and chatting, and their every move is gentle and elegant. When they see us, they just nod and smile, without making too much marketing. Just one of the uncles, watching himself staring at the lush flowers and plants placed on the patio, said softly, "These are raised by himself." Guardians, perhaps because of this strong historical and cultural atmosphere, have a sense of calmness and calmness, and have no defense for our entry. We are absolutely free. Shuttle through all kinds of cultural relics, fingertips lightly across the desk, a cursory look at those seemingly unearthed ancient cultural relics, a gentle touch of exquisite porcelain, the dazzling white light of the sun, slanting from the patio on the solid wood armchairs where the guards are sitting, suddenly, for a moment, it seems like Yu Sheng circling the beam, as if it were a lifetime ago. Stepping out of the main threshold of this building and looking up at the name of the mansion, "Bao Wujia Temple" looked at the information guide beside the door, only to know that this building, which looks like an antique exhibition hall, turned out to be an ancestral temple where ancient people discussed and placed their souls. Fear is inevitable.

Turning around, I saw Xiao Hanhan sniffing at the road. A circular stone carving with a loophole that looks like the Qing Dynasty coins is embedded in the ground without trace. Mr. Wang suddenly said, "this is an ancient floor drain." Presumably, the criss-crossing streets and alleys have not found any small ditches with drainage. Just at intervals, there will be a circular loophole stone carving, and suddenly I think of the high threshold design, which must reflect the wisdom of ancient people in designing drainage systems.

My daughter climbed a dry bridge along the narrow bluestone road, propped up an oil-paper umbrella, and made a concave shape, clamoring for me to help her freeze the ancient charm of this moment. Oil-paper umbrella, white wall, Daiwa horse head wall, carved window promenade and curved stone arch bridge are reminiscent of Bian Zhilin's poem: "You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." The bright moon decorated your window, and you decorated other people's dreams. " In fact, this small bridge does not have many eyes. The whole ancient city only sees the right side of the front door, so there is a small canal with shallow water that is not clear. Unlike the small bridge in Wuzhen, there is no gurgling water under this bridge. Trying to find a clue from the bridge, I saw that the bridge was engraved with the words built in the twenty-second year of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty. My daughter saw the other side of the bridge far away, and it was a food street. Can't wait, dadada, has run into one of the stores and asked for a bowl of double-skin milk. The child has tried many things, but he doesn't particularly like many. Double-skin milk is one of them. My daughter cooed about the delicious taste of double-skin milk. Sitting in this sugary snack bar with a strong Cantonese flavor, I think this food street must be a place to collect the essence of local food.

My daughter praised her again and again: "This pair of preserved milk is really delicious, just like the taste of Guangdong." Mr. Wang then asked haha, "Would you like another bowl?" Daughter: "Well, I'm full. Besides, I'm still saving some room for other delicious food." As we walked, we left a string of laughter like crispy bells floating across the food street with few tourists. And this ancient city of more than 1, square meters is also rare for tourists. It's a bit unwise to travel in the hot summer, but you can feel it when you walk through the Gu Xiang and the cultural buildings in the middle of summer.

the trajectory of our wandering has always been with a free mind. Coming out of a narrow alley, an empty square, several high walls and red lanterns hung high on the walls and stood in awe. Red lanterns, with our strong national cultural characteristics and festive atmosphere, naturally make this happy. A single-arch stone bridge, before Ran He's eyes, is the same as the stone bridge we met before. The difference is that this dry bridge spans like a narrow and dry small pool. In the dry pool, there are piles of stones, and my daughter happily jumped into the "adventure land". Some aquatic plants are showing little colors in the air. When you look closer, a cluster of water hyacinths, pale purple flowers, and the petals in the center are embroidered with the colorful colors of peacock feathers, which are elegant, smart and beautiful.

Crossing the stone bridge and walking past one ancient temple after another, the ancestral halls have basically been changed into various commercial uses, some are calligraphy exhibition halls, some are cultural relics exhibition halls, and some even become chess and cards places for people's leisure and entertainment. Deep into the edge of the ancient city, there stands an extremely modern fashion building, with flashes of light, the best point overlooking the ancient city, and a joy rushing upstairs. Several workers were lying on the ground paved with cardboard for a nap. The building was under construction, so they crept by, afraid to disturb people who were resting after hard work. The ancient city is always being carefully protected and repaired. Without their protection from generation to generation, the ancient city, together with its history and culture, may have disappeared from the world.

standing on the building, with high walls, overlooking a large area of ancient city towers, risking that the mobile phone will fall off if you miss it, click click to freeze one piece after another, which surprises the unique beauty of the world. The light and leisurely wind is blowing, and all of them are filled with the rich flavor of history. Previously, if a sunset was reflected in the sky and there were many stars, it was as if you were the green moths who were wearing a plain clothes and lightly fanning. Willow at the head of the ancient city wall, swaying gently with the wind, seems to be telling people a long story. "The rain on the wall hangs down the fine fiber grass, and the wind on the small side returns to the settlement flowers." I pray that the ancient city near the misty rain will feel the natural poetic charm, and the ancient rhyme is faint. At that time, I held an oil-paper umbrella and sent Kirara clothes, and walked lightly across the wall. It was the gentle and charming Jiangnan woman. When I got down from the building, I walked aimlessly along the city wall. On the city wall, there were many traces of repair. The old wall was mottled and appeared heavy and boundless in the years.