I always want to live up to the sunny days recently. I think of the four famous gardens in Lingnan: Qinghui Garden in Shunde, Liangyuan Garden near the ancestral temple in Chancheng, Yuyin Mountain Residence in Panyu and Keyuan Garden in Guancheng, all of which have never met. Although I have lived in an old and wide city for nearly fourteen years, I have to rely on the living environment, and even have no good understanding and feelings about the city where I live. So I walked to the nearest Liangyuan with my sister and my best friend.
Stopped at the chopsticks roadside in front of Liangyuan, standing on the street, on both sides of the road, shops selling spring paper products rarely come into view. Looking out, the touch of China red makes people feel relaxed and happy. It can also be seen that people's endless joy in life is the old love of this city. Walking in the street, the sun is shining but not hot, and the wind is not cold. Even if you walk on the boulevard, step on the light spot, step on the breeze and walk freely without leading to any destination, it is a pure waste of time. Time is quiet and comfortable. "If you have nothing to worry about, it is a good time on earth." It's hard to have quiet luxuries. There is always leisure, but leisure is not easy. Inadvertently, I have strolled to the front of Liangyuan. The blue brick glazed tile, outside the high wall, shows the antique of the garden.
Bright green code, ticket window, 10 yuan. It's really cheap to buy a glimpse of historical and cultural treasures alone. My sister and best friend forgot their ID cards. I think I have to turn back and go home. Fortunately, you only need to buy a ticket with one-person ID card to enter the park. With the closing of the ticket gate to complete the mission, rockeries, clear pools, flowing water and lush vegetation appear in front of us ... Without the hustle and bustle of the city a second ago, the feeling of isolation arises spontaneously.
Stacks of fake stone mountains are different in shape and lifelike, and everyone can give birth to different imaginations from their perspective. The little baby peeped at the pool scenery from different angles through the modeling hole in the stone, revealing a pure and lovely little face. The water in the pool is clear and transparent, straight down to the bottom, and rich aquatic plants sway gracefully in the water with the current. Colorful koi fish swam freely in the water. Not far away, there was a fountain, constantly spraying crystal water into the sky, rippling the pool water, making it clear. Fountains spray water, waterfalls form bead curtains, and every drop of water absorbs sunlight and shines with charming eyes.
Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, the sun shines with golden beams. At the crack of the fake stone mountain, the banana tree is propped up with huge banana leaves. Green willows hang green silk lightly, bamboo leaves sway ... flowers, trees and stones are reflected on the water, and the shadows are clear, just like a spring brocade ink painting. Sometimes a fish jumps over, cuts a calm picture, ripples clear waves, ripples people's hearts and gets a peace. People stood quietly by the pool, and the fresh water vapor, like drilling into every pore of the skin, penetrated into the body, and a refreshing feeling reached the heart.
Visitors in the park are sparse, and you can see the faces of the old people coming and going, walking leisurely in groups of three or five. Even if the years climb on the face, the young heart is full of vitality. Laughter is elegant, and urchins are gentle. Every time you go to a place that still attracts people's attention, you should stop to find the best angle, hold the camera of your mobile phone high with your hand, and kindly freeze the group photo and meet the beauty of nature, and freeze the simple and beautiful time.
Stepping on the stone road inlaid with pebbles, the winding path leads to a secluded place and gradually goes deep into the garden. Right in front of it, you ended your vision. There are small golden chrysanthemums around the fence, tall Cinnamomum camphora with curved branches, dark green Phyllostachys pubescens, cinnamon sticks with moss and rice fragrance, and the bamboo porch is covered tightly. I can't help daydreaming in my mind. When I was old in the country, I built this bamboo porch hut and took care of Sang Ma when I was busy. Sit by the porch window in your spare time, cover the book with a pot of green tea, or listen to the wind and rain, or listen to "what does it matter if spring is over" to kill the sun until dusk, and stay alone in silence. Isn't it leisurely? This is my ideal photo. There are many lovely people in front of Zhuxuan, dressed in gorgeous Tang costumes and Hanfu, with graceful posture and charming demeanor. The photographer's lens got stuck. He twisted his posture rhythmically and smiled as if he had traveled through time and space. In addition, this 200-year-old house garden was built in Jiaqing period, and its antique charm is stronger.
Little Jin Ju around the fence is not easy to see in this world. What's more, I haven't seen this little flower full of happy childhood fragrance for a long time. Although it is a man-made compact flower cluster, it is natural and ingenious for the flower cluster probe to probe into the water mirror on the pool surface, and the little bee hums happily to collect honey. The air is filled with rich floral fragrance. It also reminds people of the small wild chrysanthemum on the hillside in the country when I was a child. A sense of intimacy is also lit up by small wild chrysanthemums. "It's not that flowers prefer chrysanthemums, but this one in bloom has no flowers." It is also a chrysanthemum banquet in the corner of Liangyuan. Golden wild chrysanthemums, just beside the pool, stand tall and straight with fallen redwoods. The golden gradient of dense leaves is reddish brown. Although it is in winter, it is full of colorful Qiu Guang flavor.
Chasing the footsteps of Chrysanthemum morifolium, I looked up at the Prime Minister. The baby couldn't wait. Like a small elk in the forest, he skipped to a single-hole stone bridge a few meters away. Standing on a small bridge overlooking the scenery under it is quite imposing. "Auntie, there are fish here, and there are fish here …" Our footsteps, following the children's voices, crossed the bridge. Standing on the bridge is another scenery with different charm.
Under the bridge, beside the rockery mountain, a garden keeper, wearing a straw hat, shone with the golden and warm luster of the sun. The caution of standing on tiptoe to throw stones in the pool also reveals lightness. If a butterfly catches a net with a slender handle, it will salvage the fallen leaves in the water. The water droplets filtered from the internet are crystal clear as snow, reflecting the surrounding green plants and having a static beauty of time and space. In this world, behind the beauty, there will always be people who pay silently. Too late to freeze the beauty of this scene, the guardian turned and disappeared into the depths of the courtyard. However, that beautiful picture is also fixed in people's hearts.
Follow the path to the backyard of Shenting. Step on the waterside cloister in the corner by the pool. A white-haired man, holding a heavy SLR, didn't see his hands shaking. A few white-haired people, leaning against beautiful women, rest quietly, look at the scenery by the pool, whisper and talk often. I can't help thinking that hugging my old friend when I am as cold as ice is a kind of luck in life.
However, in my spare time, I will stroll here and enjoy myself. Standing on the cloister, you can have a panoramic view of the swimming pool. In this old and wide day, there seems to be no colorful colors of bougainvillea in the scenic spot. Of course, Liangyuan is the same. The bougainvillea by the pool blooms for the second time, and its flowers hang low on the water, just like a charming mother in the cosmetic mirror. Not far away, chrysanthemum vines and dotted flowers are also blooming gracefully. Canna is full of elegant water pink, graceful in the sun, just like a fairy dancing with sleeves. Red, yellow, white, gouache ..... flowers, colors like spring brocade.
Overlooking the other side of Qingchi. The trees are green and the sun shines obliquely. White plumeria and blossoming flowers are floating in the water. The big banyan tree is luxuriant in foliage, solemn and solemn, luxuriant in foliage, and its crown leans against the water. Fish frolic in the water and turn over freely ... Everything falls into people's eyes, just like a huge natural ink painting. Looking at the scene in front of me, I can't help thinking that ancient boudoir women, with deep courtyards, couldn't walk out of the high walls, but they could gently shake the round fan on the railing, enjoy the spring flowers, autumn leaves and winter snow in Xia Guo, listen to the wind and rain, listen to the whispers of time, let the scenery flow in four seasons, and the four seasons are different. If so, I can't leave the hospital, not all sad, even a little sad. The outside world, no matter how far away, can reach the heart even if the steps are not enough. Even if there are showgirls, chess, calligraphy and painting, the years are quiet and happy, and they are also comfortable and safe.
I crossed a stone bridge and shuttled through winding cloisters, strewn at random courtyards, with trees on the walls and thousands of houses looming outside. This garden, like Jiangnan garden, is hidden in the bustling downtown of the city. Just like the temperament of Ai Liang, the founder of Liangyuan, he is as calm as a cucumber. Sunlight poured in through the cracks between the trees, and the bamboo in the corner rustled in the breeze. Under the bamboo forest, there are graceful welcoming pines and Luohansong bonsai, a seemingly inconspicuous corner, which adds a bit of elegance. I can't help thinking that this garden, scenery is everywhere. If I look carefully, I'm afraid I won't see it all one day.
Perhaps his temper is too lazy, and he is careless and rambling everywhere he goes. In my humble opinion, the parade is a free and easy thing, and I don't want to be bound by the established planning route. Nature, I believe, nature, everything I meet is a wonderful time. No matter where you go, there will always be its bright spots. It's just a bougainvillea in a crack in the rock, and you can often catch a glimpse of it. However, as long as you walk on the road, even if you meet the old place again, what you see and think will be different. What kind of throb will be particularly beautiful. If you miss it, why not give yourself a good life expectation, which will inevitably be missed in the journey of life.
Around the pool in the garden, our pace is that the old man walked behind us and strolled for nearly an hour. It is said that walking, in addition to stopping at several natural landscapes like a sign, is also extremely cursory and enjoyable. I don't know when, the first place is the exhibition room of Xiangyun yarn and paper-cut culture and art exhibition, with the house number in white and scarlet letters. At this time, my best friend, like a swimming fish, took an infinitely flexible baby and followed it to the embroidery showroom separated by a wall. I own the left room of the whole building, watch the finished fabric of Xiangyun yarn at close range, browse the production process of Xiangyun yarn and understand the fabric introduction. In my mind, I can't help but recall that in May and June this year, when Teacher Tong took her daughter to the Guangdong Agricultural Culture Base, she realized that Guangdong agricultural culture and Sangji fish pond in this hot land had developed sericulture since ancient times. My daughter once asked, "Our silkworm has spun silk, can it be woven into cloth?" Xiangyun yarn must be an excellent derivative of Guangdong farming culture in Sangji fish pond.
A piece of brown, red, white and green cloth hangs in front of you. It is wear-resistant, but soft, easy to dry, cool and pleasant to contact with the skin. If you are in a pile of cloth, you won't recognize it, but it is a piece of Xiangyun yarn called "soft gold", a piece of cloth mentioned by Zhang Ailing, and a piece of cloth that embodies the cultural characteristics of this hot land climate and regional life. It is also the crystallization of the hard work, wisdom and love of life of generations in this hot land.
Slowly moved to the embroidery showroom next door, before crossing the high threshold, two silk Shuang Mianxiu round fans, with purlin paintings across the protective belt, were quickly branded in people's hearts. An uncle is holding two round fans in an all-round posture. One side is "two butterflies beating peony" and the other side is "red feather beating mantis" (I don't know the names of the two fans, but I promise myself). "China Peony" Peony is the national flower of China. The double butterfly is easily associated with the love of Liang Zhu. The picture of "Two Butterflies Playing Peony" is full of charm and poetry in ancient China. White jade cat and scarlet mantis, I wonder if they also have their own allusions. Kitten and mantis are like a confrontation in their eyes, full of agility, and everything is alive. Looking at this fan carefully, it seems that the artist's sincere love and people's expectation for the best happiness in life are integrated. Outside the carved window, the sun shines obliquely on the window lattice, and the flowers and leaves set each other off, just like a woman wearing a fragrant gauze cheongsam, gently shaking the round fan and leaning against the window to watch the sunset at dusk.
All the beautiful things in this world are desirable. I couldn't help setting an all-round freeze frame, leaving a shallow memory of meeting for the first time. After several copies, I still can't find a piece that can restore the exquisite craftsmanship and fine needles of the round fan. A crazy freeze-frame, murals framed by paper-cut works hanging on indoor walls, flashed in front of people's eyes. That kind of China Red is also the color of happiness and justice recognized in the bones of our Chinese sons and daughters. The lion dance in the Spring Festival and the paper-cut Lapras in Bruce Lee both show the characteristic culture of this ancient city. From a simple memory, when I was a child in my hometown, if there was a happy event, people would cut out the word "Fu" on red paper, and cut out the words "Fu" and "Spring" every Spring Festival, hanging window grilles, which made me feel lucky and happy in the new year, and attached my yearning for a happy and beautiful life. Later, in recent years, there were many flower-shaped window grilles in the closed market, but few people in stick grilles.
From the second exhibition hall of Xiangyun yarn and paper-cut cultural art exhibition to the exhibition hall of seal cutting cultural art exhibition. Every word, chapter and font is different. If you want to be a craftsman, you will know the unique connotation of each word. Each seal bears a quiet time, a persistent attachment to art and an infinite love for life. Looking at the embroidery patterns as thin as cicadas, they are lifelike; Paper-cut artwork on the wall, exquisite workmanship; Ten thousand exquisite longevity seals all show the extraordinary skills of artists and also contain the profoundness of the motherland's culture.
Stepping out of Li Furong, along the U-shaped corridor, the carved fence disperses the light and shadow of the sun and quietly lays it on the blue-gray and granite ground. Flowers are red and plantains are green, just like the warm spring of history. Walking along the path, sitting quietly in the four corners of the pavilion, bathed in sunshine and gossiping, watching the pool willow breeze gently dance, dancing in the pool light, enjoying an idyllic scenery in Hua Die, and the next time flowing quietly.
After a short rest, I walked down the stairs without carved windows and swaying bamboo shadows. The courtyard is shaded by trees, the folding doors are fully open, the benches are bright and clean, and the high hall is quiet. "Don't be lazy" is just a literal meaning, thinking that the garden owner is unwilling to slack off his time and is determined to study hard. Mr. Liang Airu's poems, paintings and calligraphy are hung on the inner wall of the slant hall, whether it is "returning to the mountain" or "seclusion". Both Autumn Sophora and Rain in the White Goose Pond express Mr. Ai Liangru's feelings of being fond of mountains and rivers, poetry, indifference and peace.
Through the carved window, the sun moves the light and shadow. In the study, "the deceased is like a husband", a wisp of incense, a book, a song and a picture of Mo Yun, time flows slowly. In ancient times, there was a master of the Liang government. Children shook their heads and read aloud, while adults made a picture of leisure in the hall. In such an environment, it seems that the mind becomes light and clean, and people become more refined.
I came out of Youzai Zhai and made a detour into cishi Family Temple and Qunxing Caotang ... It was a different time for two hours, and some areas were not open all the way. Scattered pavilions, dense courtyards, strange stones in Qingtan, deep courtyards, lush flowers, lush green trees … I feel endless, and the years are quiet.