Impression of Ancient Town —— Recalling the Ancient Town of Kaizhou

I met my old classmates in Chengdu recently. He said with some regret that he could never find his childhood partner and hometown again because of the relocation of his hometown immigrants. Home, it seems that I can never go back.

The sense of loss of old classmates can be imagined. Because, I used to live in the old city that filled me with memories. However, today's old city is half submerged in Hanfeng Lake and half has been razed to the ground.

Once or twice this summer, after dinner, Ugly and I walked along the lakeside road and watched the lights on the opposite side of Hanfeng Lake. We suddenly remembered the ancient city. Compared with today's new city, the old city can't be smaller, but this can't affect our love for it.

The old city is embedded in the folds of mountains, and Nanshan and Fenghuang Mountain quietly guard it. The old city is too old, sui generis and disdains planning. The layout of the old city depends on the terrain and extends on several main roads. Small and crowded, but warm, just like the little girl next door. You can laugh and cry as much as you want without worrying about disturbing it.

There are many streets and lanes in the old city, each with its own characteristics, hidden in the strewn at random houses.

The third school I attended in primary school was surrounded by alleys as dense as cobwebs. No matter which direction you go to school, you have to go through alleys of different sizes and widths to get to school. In the alley, there are always hidden foods waiting for us. Spicy and delicious three-school bean skin, crispy cicada pupa, white rice and popcorn exploded by hand machine always stimulate our taste buds, and no one can resist it.

People in the alley live next to each other and live in harmony. If you pass by the alley, you will often see a small table at the door, and the family will sit together and eat like this. The smell of food will float in the air of the alley and enter the breath of passers-by. Clothes drying in the street, dogs sleeping on the roadside, old people basking in the sun, and a strong flavor of life and street life can no longer be found in high-rise buildings now.

Most of the alleys in the old city are very narrow, as if a line made of a brush were laid across the street at will. The crosswalk, in particular, is too narrow to be crossed by one person. Those tile houses are so low and old that our children can reach out and touch the tiles on the roof.

My great-grandmother lives in a small yard here in Hengjiezi. There are six people living in such a small house, and there is an attic. It's amazing to think about it now. Standing on the top of the attic, I saw gray tiles and white clouds in the sky, and my thoughts had already flown to the horizon.

The most beautiful alley is Pijia Lane, the alley of the government nursery. This alley is wider than other alleys. All kinds of flowers are in full bloom along the way, and long vines are wrapped around the walls, which makes it look beautiful in spring and full of green in summer. I like this street best. I always slow down, from the pane, from the balcony, from a small piece of open space in front of the door, from the wall, to appreciate those vibrant flowers and plants. They bloom all the way and surprise all the way.

But those streets are more beautiful when it rains in the old city. With the size of the rain, different landscapes are interpreted. Heavy rain, like a waterfall, accompanied by wind and thunder, poured down from the eaves of tiles and swept the whole street. Suddenly, the street turned into a river. Light rain, like a bead curtain, dripped on the ground from the eaves of tiles, with a long sound, just like playing a long tune; The drizzle is like misty rain, thin as hair, and misty, and the whole street is shrouded in light smoke.

At this time, you can recite Dai Wangshu's famous sentence "Rain Lane":

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

? Wandering in the long, long

? Lonely rain lane

? I hope to see

? Like cloves.

? A girl with a grudge.

The most trees in the old city are yellow horny trees. They grow freely in the streets and alleys, not limited by topography and width. They survive in the cracks and still grow into towering trees. The yellow horn trees on both sides of the drip highway are the most distinctive. The thick yellow-horned tree came out of other people's houses, pigsty and cowshed, and not a brick or tile was damaged. Somehow, the yellow horn tree is tired of this climbing and looks for a new place in the twists and turns. The whole huge trunk extends across the East River, and the gloomy canopy overlooks the river!

Remember the old yellow horn tree on the wall of the old city next to the cinema. Its roots cling to the city wall, and its crown is like a huge umbrella, covering the sky and the sun. Many old people just drink tea, play cards and chat on the wall of the old city, and the days slowly passed.

Next to the old city wall is a light stadium, where basketball games are often held in the county. Once, I took an ugly 3-year-old to watch a basketball game. The ugly man clapped his hands for the players. She asked me expectantly, "Mom, do you support the US team or China team?" I couldn't help laughing and said, "There are all China teams here, but no foreign teams."

The most lively places in the old city are the gymnasium and the Great Hall. Especially on weekends, these two places are crowded with people, and the crowds are constantly flowing, perhaps to be in a daze, perhaps to bask in the sun, perhaps to take the children to play, or perhaps to meet friends. In short, there are many reasons, all of which are gathered here, as if they were lit.

Phoenix Mountain is another place we like. In spring, the citrus blossoms in the mountains and plains are pure white and fragrant, and the whole Phoenix Mountain is full of flowers. There are many lush trees in summer, and Phoenix Mountain is a green ocean. In autumn, oranges in Huang Cancan are covered with branches. At that time, Phoenix Mountain was a treasure house of bumper harvest. In winter, you can enjoy plum blossoms in Meixi, Fenghuang Mountain. The fragrant plum blossoms will warm you all winter.

Every day after dinner, adults, children and the whole family in our family area like to climb the Phoenix Mountain and enjoy it. Some old people even bring back a bucket of mountain spring water every day. There are 12 zodiac signs, long corridors and tortoise stones on the mountain. Now that we have moved to a new city, there are fewer and fewer opportunities for people to climb the Phoenix Mountain.

The wide river dam is a good place for our picnic. In spring, flowers are in full bloom, everything is revived, and the sun is shining, which is most suitable for picnics.

There is a large green meadow in some parts of the dam. We will race on the grass, dig a hole in the grass, wrap a chicken in dried lotus leaves, and then wrap a little mud, and put the whole chicken in the hole for barbecue. When the chicken is cooked, peel off the mud and the lotus leaves fade. The burnt smell of chicken is mixed with the fragrance of lotus leaf, which is delicious!

There are many pebbles in some parts of the dam. After years of baptism and time erosion, you have no idea where the pebbles under your feet have come from and where they will go. Children will look for those unique pebbles to take home along the river beach, while adults will spread tablecloths on the river beach, put their own carefully preserved cold dishes and build a simple stone stove. In a short time, wisps of smoke, delicious noodles are cooking in the pot, and the river is gurgling in front of you. Children playing in front of you and enjoying the delicious food on the table given by nature are much more interesting than those luxury restaurants!

When you are tired of playing, you must always eat delicious food. For many years, mutton in the old city of Lion Building, steamed buns made by Li at the gate of the city, pancakes made by Liu opposite West Street Middle School, noodle king of biochemical factory, cold noodles in the family area of township enterprise bureau, and comfortable jiaozi beside the cinema have all left a delicious taste.

There are too many memorable places in the old city. Everything seems to be yesterday, and everything seems to have gone away, but I will always remember the old city-I have returned to my dream old city countless times!