Liuyang River: flowing gracefully into the river
The Liuyang River bids farewell to the mountains and sings happily all the way down, first in thin veins, and then flowing wildly. , and after flowing through the county town of Huaichuan, it has restrained its temper a little. It is no longer like the angry bullfighting poems written by Li Bai, nor the sad and lamentable poems written by Yi An, but like the popular "Little Orange Lantern" written by the old man Bing Xin. ”, the whole narrative style is not flashy, flowing silently, soaked in the kindness and tenderness of motherhood.
It was a rare kind of calm, so calm that it was almost sad.
On a cloudy day, I carried my luggage and walked along the river. The elegant river flowed beside me, and there were light clouds above my head.
What appears in the field of vision are green trees, dense rice, and foraging cattle and sheep.
And their background is always an elegant village under the green mountains.
In my eyes, everything spread out so classically, and then receded classically.
Walking through Shuangfengpu, the Daliping Hydropower Station came towards me.
Now it seems that this is really not a large-scale hydropower station. After years of polishing, it has lost its youthful luster and seems to be exhausted by aging.
This power station was built in the 1970s. In China's 1970s, materials were extremely scarce. As far as Liuyang is concerned, there was not even a street lamp in the entire county, and the dilapidated streets Stretching vertically and horizontally in the dark night, just like the unruly lines in Wang Xizhi's wild grass.
The Water and Power Bureau does not live up to its name. It is so embarrassing that it can only rely on a diesel engine to drive away the silence and darkness of the long night.
But no matter when, whether poor or rich, Liuyang is a place where the spirit grows. Thousands of children raised by the Liuyang River have their own characteristics. A kind of shocking passion and romance.
As long as something can develop itself, you only need to raise your arms and there will be a cloud of responders.
For example, the construction of "319"; such as the development of Daweishan Forest Park; such as vigorous urban construction...
From In essence, human beings are actually fragile animals, afraid of loneliness and darkness. Therefore, since walking upright, they have been yearning for and chasing light. There is no need to go into the details. Kuafu chases the sun and drills for wood. Fire is the best example.
So, in that era of scarcity, a pursuit of light began.
More than 30,000 people mobilized from various communes across the county drove to the construction site in a mighty manner, cutting mountains and rocks, blocking rivers and building dams. In that era, there was no such thing as construction. What kind of machinery, all the earth and stone are carried on the shoulder.
On the construction site crowded with people, the red flag of hunting, bursts of singing, rumbling of cannons, and the silvery sweat on the back formed a scene. Compose a magnificent piece of music.
More than a thousand days have passed, and a power station costing more than 4 million has risen on the river, gazing at the lonely mountain city and the silent flowing water.
No one can deny that at that time, it was a majestic and classic project! As the saying goes, man can conquer nature, and the gurgling clear stream, controlled by human beings, turns into something in the blink of an eye. It creates a surging current, igniting the ordinary streets, igniting the brows and corners of the eyes of ordinary people, and driving the darkness of the long night to the distant horizon.
Looking back, many people still have vivid memories in their minds.
The river flows through the vast fields with gentle footsteps, as if it is afraid of disturbing the good dreams of the villages on both sides of the bank.
After entering Qichong and Taiping Bridge, split Qingcao and Hanjiagang in half so that they face each other across the river.
Chickens and dogs hear each other, and they will never interact until old age and death. This is what the book says. Sometimes, the words in the book are really unbelievable.
Lao Tzu once said, "It is better to have all the letters than to have no books at all."
For example, the Qingcao people and the Hanjiagang people don’t have a river to stop them. Let them be separated. When they want to cross the river, they use a long pole. Driving a small boat, leisurely and leisurely, wandering all the way. If you are in a good mood, you can also roar a few times. Even if you are tone-deaf, it is very pleasant.
Or if it is a hot summer day and the water is good, you can simply take off your clothes and plunge in. Not only will it save trouble, but you can also relieve the heat.
Although there is a river across the street, it is still as convenient as walking into a house.
Hanjiagang in Taipingqiao is really a good place. The smokey village is light and the small bridge is like a bow.
Let’s not talk about the pastoral songs here, nor the urban customs here. Just the word "Hong Kong" arouses people's imagination.
Along the Liuyang River, there are quite a few places named after "port", such as Gugang, Hanjiagang, Qingcao Port... As soon as I see the word "port", I It reminds people of the torrential water, the random ships, and the bustling scenes... Chinese characters are really a wonderful thing. Just click them horizontally and vertically, and put together a few simple parts to make people think a lot.
In the era of knotting ropes to record events, it was impossible for any other abstract thing to arouse people's imagination so richly. No wonder Cangjie made characters to replace ropes, and ghosts and gods cried at night. Worry that humans have opened the door to wisdom and pose some kind of threat to them!
Qichong is an important town in the Western District.
The origin of its name is said to be related to Zhou Yu, the man with feather fan and turban. In the 14th year of Jian'an (AD 209), Zhou Yu visited Changsha Prefecture and saw orange trees everywhere. , so it was named "Chengchong", and later changed to Qichong.
Legends about the origin of place names have always been specious, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false.
To put it more radically, if you believe it, you have it, if you don’t believe it, you don’t have it.
In this case, if you want to find orange groves as dense as clouds, you certainly don’t dare to hope.
Liuyang River flows through the west of Qichong Market Town.
In those days, shipping here was very prosperous. The shadows of sails could be seen during the day and the sound of oars could be heard at night.
By the river, we saw the pier left from that time.
The passenger terminal has been washed away by time, leaving only faint traces. However, there is still a stone path with lush grass at the cargo terminal.
Standing on the pier, the river is empty and sparkling with thousands of waves. We can no longer see the painted boats, flutes and boats, and the sails are like clouds.
We can only rely on wishful thinking to imagine Tan Sitong's heroic spirit when he sailed down the river; Du Fu, who had withered hands and deafness, when he passed here that autumn, his clothes Fluttering, the lonely canopy is rustling, and the green shirt is filled with the rustling autumn wind.
When we went to Yi Xiong’s cemetery, it was almost noon. The sun pierced the clouds and sprayed from the originally gloomy sky, dyeing the mountains and rivers yellow.
We slowly walked up a mountain stream, and clusters of bananas with a southern charm were flourishing beside the stream.
The cemetery is on a small ridge in Jiayuan Village, Qichong Town. This is an ancient tomb made of granite. Next to it is a tall Weng Zhong, and stone horses and tigers stand silently.
On a row of cypress trees in front of the tomb, several cicadas feeding on the breeze and night dew were neighing desperately, tired from rising, and rising again from tiredness.
The ancient tomb is more than 1,600 years old. It is recorded in the "National Cultural Relics Chronicle" and "Hunan General Chronicle" and is a nationally protected cultural relic.
The owner of the tomb, Yi Xiong, lived in Juhu Mountain in the west of the city. He was born in the second year of Taiping in the Eastern Wu Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms and grew up in the Jin Dynasty. Although his family was poor, he was determined to study hard.
Was appointed by the imperial court as county historian.
Yi Xiong is by no means a man of great ambition and talent. He is a mere official in the district and county. What can he do? Of course he is not willing to do it.
Within a few days, he took off his clothes, hung them at the door of the county government office, dusted himself off, and then walked away without looking back.
This is Yi Xiong's character. To put it bluntly, he is a bit arrogant based on his talent.
Being arrogant based on one's talents has always been frowned upon by the world, but I think there is nothing wrong with being arrogant based on one's talents sometimes. Although you are a bit arrogant, you are at least straightforward and don't do anything. If you work hard and work hard, at least you still have talent to "rely on". Compared with those mediocre people who have no talent and can "rely on" all day long, I don't know how much better they are.
After many ups and downs, Yi Xiong became the magistrate of Ningyuan County.
In the first year of Yongchang of the Eastern Jin Dynasty (AD 322), Wang Dun rebelled, and Xiangzhou (today's Changsha) was in a panic. Officials in other states and counties cowered out of fear. However, Yi Xiong recruited more than a thousand local warriors from Ningyuan and took the lead. He fought a protracted battle with Wang Dun's hundreds of thousands of rebels. , Yi Xiong was captured and sent to Wuchang.
Because he refused to betray and cursed the king, he was killed at the age of 65.
When his wife Pan heard the bad news, she led her family of more than 30 people and threw themselves into the camphor tree pond in front of the house and died.
In the second year of Zhizhi in the Yuan Dynasty, Yi Xiong was posthumously named Zhongminhou and General.
The Jin Dynasty when Yi Xiong grew up was a dynasty severely lacking in calcium.
Peel off the external glitz and look deeper, it is not even much better than the late Qing Dynasty.
The imperial court promoted "family politics". "There are no poor families in the upper class, and no noble families in the lower class." The wealthy families competed for extravagance, and even fed pigs with human milk and washed pots with maltose. Lighting candles and cooking, that kind of competition is so superb that it has never been done before or since.
The dignitaries advocated talking about metaphysics, and they read "Laozi" and "Zhuangzi" over and over all day long. The teachings of Laozi and Zhuangzi reflect the brilliance of philosophy and can be called the essence of ancient Chinese culture. , it is also appropriate to talk about it. If you can apply what you learn, it is not a bad thing.
The problem is that the Gong Gong princes in the DPRK advocate plain talk and engage in mysteries. The purpose is not to use it to govern the government, but to show off their free and easy eloquence in order to get promotion. of stairs.
Therefore, in the long history, the Jin Dynasty was like an animal without a backbone, crawling on the ground like a zombie for more than a hundred years, and finally could no longer move an inch. .
In such a dynasty, it is really rare for such an independent and unique figure to emerge from the Liuyang River.
If Yi Xiong had joined the ranks of Qing Tan, he would have been able to live in the city for thousands of households and be in a prominent position.
Of course, if this happens, Yi Xiong will no longer be Yi Xiong.
Hou Yixiong’s tomb has been repaired and destroyed several times, and it is still in a dilapidated state today, which is really a pity.
It took a lot of effort to track down Zhang Wu’s tomb.
In this place called Qingcaogang Longhu Ridge, a town cadre and I bent over and staggered along the way, passing through overbearing thatch and clumps of bitter bamboo. Climbing up to a small nest and pushing back the roofless thatch, I saw a tombstone with the inscription "Mr. Chengyang Marquis presented the tomb of Lu Guogong Zhang Baowu". Because of the age, the handwriting was difficult to read.
There is a stone tablet next to it, with the words "Liuyang City Cultural Relics Protection Unit" clearly engraved on it.
It is said that the cemetery was built with blue bricks, but unfortunately they are all covered with thatch and cannot be distinguished.
Zhang Wu, a native of the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, lived in the ancient embankment of Xinnan Village, Qichong Town. He had an open-minded temperament and once accompanied Zhu Yuanzhang in the southern and northern campaigns.
After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, he was sent to Yanshanyou to guard hundreds of households.
After Zhu Yuanzhang gave up and went west, the fourth son of the emperor Zhu Di moved south from Peiping on the grounds of "Jingdi". In this three-year war, Zhang Wu repeatedly He accomplished extraordinary feats, wiping out more than 20,000 Southern soldiers in just one battle at Xiaohe.
Hou Di ascended the throne and granted Zhang Wu the title of Marquis of Chengyang, ranking first among the twelve marquises and guarding Beiping.
Although the Ming Dynasty was stronger than the Jin Dynasty, this can only be attributed to the inevitable development of history.
In fact, the Ming Dynasty was also a dynasty with a morbid personality. After Zhu Yuanzhang settled on the throne of the emperor, he immediately turned the clouds and rain over, hiding the birds in their bows, killing rabbits and cooking dogs, and slaughtered them wantonly Hero.
Just as he once said, "I will drink from the golden bottle with you, and I will not spare you with my sword." Zhu also said it bluntly, drinking and dancing. I can play with you, but my white knife doesn't recognize you.
Zhang Wu's great luck was that he did not make any major contributions in his early years. Otherwise, let alone being granted the title of marquis or prime minister, he would probably not be able to make the final decision on his own if he wanted to die in peace.
It can be said that without Zhang Wu and Zhu Neng, Zhu Dizong is a tycoon. If he wants to face the south and turn his back to the north, I'm afraid it will be an empty dream.
It should be considered a miracle that Zhang Wu was able to "die normally" despite having such a prominent position.
In the eyes of most people, the north has the desert autumn wind, the majestic passes and dangerous passes, and the evil that breeds strong winds and heavy rains. It is the north of politics and the north of royal power, while the south has many Wu Nong's soft words and the weeping poplars and apricot flowers are naturally only suitable for poetry, wine and romance.
This view seems reasonable, but it ignores an important factor, that is, the water in the south is soaked in maternal tenderness.
On the surface, the vast water seems to have a weak character, but at its core, it is flexible and persistent, able to take in everything and nourish all things.
The so-called use of softness to overcome hardness, the use of four ounces to lift a thousand pounds, whether it is used in martial arts or political strategy, the principle is probably derived from the nature of water.
Zhang Wu should be a person who understands politics. He grew up by the water and has already understood the character of water.
After seeing the blood of illustrious heroes splattered on the barren hills too many times, he later took extra cautious steps.
He knows how to balance strength and softness, and uses the flexibility of water to persevere and be graceful, so that he can start well and end well.
Of course, these are all too far away.
Standing in front of a deserted tomb, you will only feel at a loss, feel the insignificance and humbleness of a human being, feel that any glory or achievement in the world is nothing, what are you? You won’t even think about it, and what you want to do most is probably just to let out a faint sigh!