Yaoxiang town
Dare to be big, the heart is small, and wisdom is round. This is a philosophical poem written by Sun Simiao, the drug king, in "Talking about the Seclusion of the Tang Dynasty". Walking into the cultural square of Chaihushan Village, Ying Ge Town, Taibai County, an eye-catching woodcarving painting "Medicine King and Medicine Tiger" stands in front of us. This is a local folk story: On the way up the mountain to collect herbs in Sun Simiao, a tiger blocked the way. It turned out that the tiger was stuck in the throat by an animal bone and asked him for treatment. Sun Simiao was sitting on a rock with a medicine gourd on his back, while the tiger lay quietly, waiting for medical treatment. Sun Simiao's poems are engraved on the left side of the painting. He told people in simple and poetic language that medical practice should be bold and cautious, thoughtful and upright. This beautiful combination of poetry and painting brings people a poetic artistic conception and a thought-provoking cultural taste.
Chaihushan Village is located at the entrance of Aoshan Mountain in the east of Taibai County, more than 80 kilometers away from Baoji. According to legend, Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, studied medicine and collected herbs here for 36 years. Here, with high mountains and dense forests, rich water resources, beautiful scenery, rich medicinal resources and medicinal incense everywhere, it is called Wang Yaogu. At that time, Sun Simiao collected herbs here to save lives, leaving many well-known relics, such as Wang Yao Stone Pot, Wang Yaodong, Yaowangtai and Chaihuping Baiyao Garden, which were admired and sung by poets of all ages. Qian Qi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said in a poem: "The cicada gives birth to the dark willow, and the moon hides the cloister." . What happened for a long time? Ask the drug king. Chou Yuan, a poet in Song Dynasty, directly linked poetry with medicinal incense.
It's fun to travel back and forth, and I live in seclusion away from Yunshui Town.
Flowers are pasted with stone wind and poetry pens, and medicine is cooked in Fengduxi room.
In fact, the fragrance of medicine itself implies poetry. Sun Simiao wrote Four-character Poems, Health Inscription and Sun Zhenren's Health Song in the form of poems. Among them, anger is very harmful, and thinking too much is too harmful to God. God's heart is tired and easy to take, and qi is weak and disease comes to invade. Don't make it extremely sad and happy, eat well in the season. Practicing in your own life is still a good word.
We searched the signs in the Baicao Garden in Chaihushan Village, and most of them were written in poetic language. For example, Sun Simiao's thirteen methods of health preservation: combing hair, moving eyes, knocking teeth, soaking jade, playing drums, washing face, shaking head, swinging waist, rubbing abdomen, patting Gu Dao, twisting knees, walking and rubbing feet, are easy to read and remember. There are also some descriptions of the efficacy, also in concise poetic language. For example, the role of codonopsis pilosula only uses twelve words to tonify the middle energizer and stomach, promote fluid production, reduce phlegm and relieve cough.
In the Herbal Garden, I watched and thought: Poetry and medicine have one thing in common, that is, their functions are to cure diseases, but medicine is to cure physical diseases and poetry is to cure mental diseases. Doctors know poetry better. Both Guo Moruo and Lu Xun studied medicine at first, and later they became great poets and writers. I'm afraid there are internal reasons.
Shi Yun
It takes less than an hour's drive from Chaihu Mountain Villa to the southwest to Lingdanmiao Village where Taochuan Town is located. The village is surrounded by stones, and a rich stone river flows through it. Over the years, the terrain surrounded by mountains and rivers, coupled with the stone romantic stories circulated by the people, has filled the whole village with poetry.
According to the writer, Mr. Cheng Zongtian, the story goes like this: a scholar from the lower reaches of the Stone River, known as Mr. Stone, fell in love with a girl from Cornus in the village, got married, and then set up a library here to teach, spread knowledge and civilization, so that the villagers were smart and knowledgeable.
A story has made a small village with a variety of customs, and a stone gentleman has made the stones here have the aura of life and poetic charm. We walked in the street at the head of the village, and the love sketches made of stone and the stone cage flower beds made us feel swaying and intoxicated. A pair of young men and women, glued together with pebbles of a river, met, embraced and embraced under a flower umbrella, or under a plum tree in spring, or by a quiet river, with romantic poems written beside them: On a rainy day in the spring rain, Miss Kornas and Mr. Si Tong fell in love at first sight. They dated and the power of love made them change, think and wait and see. Simple, novel, interesting and thought-provoking.
On the walls on both sides of the street, with Cornus officinalis as the element, cultural walls are set up, and gardens are made in the north and south, embellishing classical poems and increasing rich cultural interest. Outside a wall imitating the Tang Gate, between two palace-style street gates, the poem "Cornus officinalis" by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei: Zhu Shishan blooms, and the fragrance is colder. Fortunately, with osmanthus fragrans, the window faces the autumn moon. It also increases the charm and thickness of this stone mountain village and the hometown of Cornus officinalis.
We are a group of collectors walking in the village, taking pictures with cameras in their hands, chatting and admiring. Some say it is a unique small mountain village, and even the stones in the mountain stream are alive. Some people say that this is an exquisite bonsai on the land of the motherland and a pearl embedded in Taibai Mountain!
Hefeng
In June this year, an old friend of photography came back from collecting wind in Taibai County and told me with great interest: there is a paradise in the depths of the mountain, with a stone river in front and a towering Longchang Mountain behind, surrounded by water, beautiful and rich. There is a lotus pond in the south of the village. When the lotus is in full bloom, the breeze blows and the village is full of incense. He also wrote a poem with four sentences: the breeze crosses the lotus pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant around the village. Weng Yi gathers in the pavilion, and his children and grandchildren play the river beam.
This village is called Junpo Village, which is only a few miles away from Lingdanmiao Village.
As soon as I stepped into the village, I saw an idyllic scene. The trees in the village are lush, and a tall walnut tree blocks the sun. Under the walnut tree is a quaint farmhouse. Near noon, the village was quiet, the dog was lying lazily, the chicken was looking for food casually, and several unknown birds were singing among the branches. Several old comrades can't help sighing when they see this scene: Long time no see, quiet rural life! Long time no see, unforgettable childhood memory!
In the south of the village, a new quadrangle with the size of 10 mu has been built. On the wall of the courtyard, there is an inscription with rich handwriting on the housing project of Qiapo Village, which reads: This is a warm house project built by the village party branch and village committee for 8 households 15 poor population and 3 households without families, with happy houses, cultural rooms, activity rooms and public offices to implement the party's policy of benefiting the people. We walked into this residential garden and visited it. It was really beautifully designed, with bright windows and brand-new tables, chairs and furniture. At this time, an old man of the collecting group actually recited a passage in Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden: the land is flat and spacious, the houses are just as they are, there are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo. The traffic in the building, the chicken and the dog can hear each other ... Yellow hair hangs over my head, and I am very happy. Everyone praised: the party's poverty alleviation policy and social security policy are really wise. This is really a paradise.
Finally, we came to the lotus pond at the entrance of the village. This is a rectangular pool about 50 to 60 meters long and 20 meters wide. There are clusters of blooming lotus flowers in the clear water. An antique pavilion stands tall in the middle of the pool, and a curved plank road connects the pavilion with the pool shore, which is exquisite and unique. At this time, it was past noon, and the old people and children in the village had dispersed and could not see the scene described in the poems of old friends. But we can imagine the happy scene where villagers gather here to play in their spare time.
I want to write a poem when I leave the village. The title of the poem is "Pastoral in a New Era".