Jiang Hua Xi picks
textWang Zili
Heavy snow on Sunday. The breeze is warm and the sun is clear.
Yu alone on the riverside trail north of the bridge. As far as the eye can see, the reeds are dancing, and the reeds are like snow;The cold wind is bleak, and the water is falling out. Overlooking the east of the river, the giant ship is contending. A group of gulls tail boats, up and down, scrambling to be the first, chasing the waves to feed, the fun is endless!
On Jiangxinzhou, there are many high-rise buildings, glass curtain walls, bathing in the sun and refracting, shining, a fantasy!In the past, the small courtyard of the farmhouse, the grapes were picked by themselves;The river is fresh and rich, the wild vegetables are mixed, and the chicken soup is fragrant.
Suddenly looking back: Changhong lying wave, north and south of the bridge, busy traffic;Up and down the bridge, the bullet train is like flying, and the river is mighty. The moat changes the path, and it is close to Jiazi in an instant. Three red flags, jade carvings of workers, peasants and soldiers, bridgeheads and other fabulous ** have gone through wind and rain, and they are standing majestically.
On the side of Lion Mountain, the city wall winds and undulates on the riverbank, witnessing the passage of time, the changes of the rivers and mountains, the change of dynasties, the cycle of the four seasons, and the coming and going of cold and summer. In front of Yifeng Gate, there was a crowd of people, and there were many people who went to the city. On the mountain, Yuejianglou flies to the top of the mountain, overlooking the Yangtze River, reading the spring and autumn of the world, the rise and fall of success and failure, joys and sorrows!
Wangqiao Reef stands on the riverside, a green pine tree is still green and upright after decades of frost, and the total reef guards the east of the big river, day and night, surging endlessly!
On the south bank of the river, modern buildings rise from the ground, trestle bridges are connected, about 30 kilometers long, such as jade with sleeves, leading directly to Yanziji Park. The scenery along the way is picturesque, the theme is grand, and it tells the story of the Yangtze River, which is cloudy and sunny, and the song and cry will never die.
Pukou Wharf, the old system is like yesterday. The railway station, the waiting room, the old factory, the old post office, the old block, the archway of the main road, the old houses are full of wind and rain, and the appearance has long been mottled and full of vicissitudes. Thousands of prosperity, thousands of favors, thousands of departures, thousands of tears disappeared in the sound of the waves. The bits and pieces left by Pukou in memory to future generations have turned into a long scroll, which makes people sigh and sigh, and their eyes are full of tears!
The former site of Pukou Railway Station has been listed as a national key protection unit. The old heritage is being salvaged and maintained.
In order to take care of the passage between the north and south banks, the ferry is still operating, except for extreme weather, rain or shine.
As the sun sets, the lights of Zhongshan Wharf on the opposite bank are first released. Ten minutes later, the ferry arrived!
Author's bio].
Wang Zili, party member. He has successively served as a teacher, lecturer at the Party School, section chief, director of the Organization Department, secretary of the Township Party Committee, and director of the Education Commission of Sihong Middle School in Jiangsu Province. The director of the Jiangsu Reporter Station of the Economic Management Magazine of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, the director of the Jiangsu Reporter Station of the Consumption **, the Secretary-General of the Chinese Xu Beihong Calligraphy and Painting Art Research Association, and the director of the Qi Baishi Committee of the Jiangsu Sino-foreign Art Exchange Association.
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