When I first arrived in Xunyi, it was noon, and I went straight to the stadium with my acquaintances. Three to five minutes away from the station. Standardized stadium, plastic runway. The sun was warm, and a few people were walking. Built in the Song Dynasty, the tower stands majestically above the side of the stadium, and the fine decoration on each level of the tower can be described as ingenious, exquisite and thoughtful, adding to the grace and recognition rate of this tower. On the side of the stadium is a square, and the bluestone paved ground is wrapped in the bright slurry of time. On the temporary stage, the Qin people's favorite Qin opera is performed, and the performance for several hours is convincing.
Xunyi is a place with a story, and it is a mysterious place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, talents are numerous, and they are not willing to be lonely, not to mention that the communists waved the iron horse here and were born and died to make a revolution, and the great achievements of the horse lan, which were recorded in the history of the Communist Party of China, cultivated advanced figures for the victory of the Chinese revolution, laid a solid foundation, and accumulated valuable experience. Just the flower-cutting lady, one of the outstanding representatives of Chinese folk paper-cutting art.
First, the folk arts and crafts master Ku Shulan old man's paper-cutting, superb, exquisite, convincing;The suona inheritors one after another or impassioned or melodious and soothing wonderful performances, intoxicating, enjoyable, evoking people's love and reverence for this long-standing folk music, thoughts suddenly pulled back to the rich folk customs and lively scenes on the Loess Plateau;There are also the clay sculptures, face sculptures, insoles, tiger hats and embroidery of all kinds with exquisite thoughts, exquisite skills and craftsmanship, whose colors and artwork, layout and design are simply impeccable, beautiful and amazing. These folk art masters are the soul of Xunyi.
In Xunyi, I walked carefully and spoke in a low voice, fearing that I would disturb any of the gods. The sky of the horse pen is extraordinarily blue, as if it has been specially cared for and baptized;The wind in Tuqiao Town was particularly fierce, blowing the soil on the ground, stirring the clouds in the air, blowing people's scalps tightened, and imagining the loss of wings;Only the marvelous device of wind power whirls soothingly across the open field. Xunyi is full of scenery, and in the evening, it is even more beautiful.
In the evening of Xunyi, it was an old man who went to bed early, and there were not many pedestrians, but he was driven back to his residence by the gradually thick night;The shops on the street, there are gold shops, underwear shops, barber shops, mobile phone stores, supermarkets, etc., the lights are brilliant, but there are few people moving;There are few cars on the road, each driving lonely to where it should be. The street is narrow and short, and it doesn't take a few steps to reach the end. A set of traffic lights mechanically changes their expressions, but people are civilized, looking at the color of the lanterns. A man, when he is bored, walks in the direction of the river. In only two or three minutes, I crossed a street and arrived at the embankment. This compact county town is direct and clear, without the slightest sense of confusion and mystery.
At this time, the Xunyi River, the water surface blocked by the rubber dam is as calm as a mirror, bottomless, without a slight wave mark, under the reflection of the street lamps in the distance, it adds a bit of hazy and profound beauty, such as vivid and sultry eyes, such as unfathomable knowledge. On the slope facing the river, the colorful solar lanterns are like countless pairs of mysterious little eyes, blinking and blinking, adding to the poetry and mystery of the town. The moon hangs high in the sky at the right time. At this time, the moon and the stars reflected in the water are contrasted with the dazzling real scene, and in a trance, the body and mind are addicted, and I don't know if it is in the illusion or the real scene!Suddenly, there were layers of ripples in my heart, thinking about the moon in the sky, and the hometown moon is the same month, but the hometown people, whether they miss the long-lost person under the same round of the moon;Thinking about the river around you, the Danjiang River that is not your hometown, but the people who walk along the river, do you recall the scenery you once walked through?When I thought about it like this, my mind sank and I fell into a faint sentimentality. At this time, there was an ethereal ** in the distance, and I wanted to go. After some exploration, it seems that ** is farther away, and I think that it may be installed together with the lighting of the slope, which is a distant audio-visual elegance only for appreciation.
Then he turned back to the square. At this time, at the face of the square, a group of people, standing in a sparse team, dancing in the dim light shadow of the red silk in their hands, they dance lightly and tensely, the dance steps are soothing and skillful, at a glance you know that you are loyal fans who have been trained for a long time. With admiration and curiosity in my heart, I couldn't help but stand behind the line and jump along. One song after another, gradually, there were more people behind him, and people's bodies became hot, so they were satisfied and devoted themselves more seriously. Relaxing, dancing is forgetful, and pleasant times are always short.
After the song was gone, he came to the stadium curiously. In the stadium in the evening, different from the scenery of the day, the people exercising, or in groups of three or five, or walking briskly, all walked quickly, as if they were rushing to a distant spiritual appointment. Tall lights shine down from all directions, making the swaying of walking figures more interesting. On the court, there are all kinds of enthusiasts, three-step layups, both men and women, focused and dedicated. The nearby Taita, under the projection of the light, reflects the golden yellow of the whole body, like a solemn Buddha, protecting the safety and health of the people of Xunyi.
On the square, the paper-cut sculptures blended with the scenes are perfect, the well-designed garden trees are stout and full of vitality, and the self-service book bar is waiting for ...... at any timeThese are all impressive. Civilization is the norm here, the green light is not on, the car is not noisy, the place is clean and tidy, there is no out-of-store operation, and there is no loudspeaker and noisy selling sound.
The town is so wonderful, but even more beautiful are the people in the town. One evening, I was sullen and alone in my room, not wanting to go out. When I was bored, she knocked on the door and entered, and the considerate inquiry and intimate escort suddenly relieved me, and the depression and cold that had accumulated for several days suddenly dissipated completely. We walked hand in hand, walking on the street, like a pair of good sisters, sharing a bowl of fish soup and rice noodles, which made people eat satisfied, warm, and ate friendship, and our hearts were warm, and we felt that we hated to see each other. At the moment of separation, she sent me to the door of the hotel, and she wanted to see me walk in before she would leave. Suddenly, I was teary-eyed and didn't dare to look back. "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. "The acquaintance and encounter of life is probably so unexpected, and cherishing, sincerity, and sincerity are the golden bridge that links this rare fate!
At this moment, I was alone, sitting in a corner of the Weibei Plateau, looking back at the Xunyi I had been to, and suddenly remembered "Floating clouds and wandering children, sunset and old people." Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming. Verses!