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There is a writer named Li Xren.
On the tourist map of Chengdu, "Jie Li's former residence" has been greatly marked. In my imagination, it must have the prestige of Wuhou Temple and the style of Du Fu Caotang. I have been silently worshipping in my heart; At the 5th China Art Festival, with the efforts of stage artists, the patchwork water finally turned into an uproar. I was attracted by the charm of famous works, walked through the dance of "born clean, ended ugly", crossed an era and visited a late predecessor.

"Mr. Jie Li, formerly known as Li Jiaxiang, was born in Chengdu, Sichuan ..." After living in Chengdu for many years, I only read a little about Mr. in a book, which is a pity. Finally, after a business trip to Sichuan Normal University, I had an opportunity to ask the master by the way. I wonder if my husband will forgive my disrespect. This place is hard to find. I asked two Sichuan Normal University students with glasses, and they all said they didn't know. These students may not know a certain "Buddy" and a certain fashion in this city, but they are very strange to the nearby places of interest. Literati should really be lonely in this era.

Walking past, among scattered households and neat crops, we found an extremely elegant house-Ke Ling. "Ke Ling" is a puzzling name! It turns out that "Ling" is the abbreviation of the place name "Water chestnut weir" here; Well, I think it's a small word, and secondly, it's visualized because it was built during the Anti-Japanese War. As for the deeper meaning, I don't know. A crescent-shaped clear water in the circle reflects an antique building, and the fish jumps out of the water and tears at an ancient painting; All kinds of trees are glowing with new green, several peach blossoms are quietly opening, and the delicate pink is particularly eye-catching, while the peach blossoms on the hillside have already withered; Birds are jumping around the branches in the sun and singing happily, which is really a bit of an artistic conception of "kissing sunflowers in the garden and waiting for the morning sun". The librarian dozed off in a cane chair, while Mr. Wang's bust of white marble was full of energy, as if meditating on his unfinished waves.

The garden can have more than ten acres, and there is no other scenery. Mr. Ben regards this place as a small "nest" to escape the war and concentrate on research and writing, and has no intention of leaving any prominent buildings for future generations. It is not Mr. Hu's secluded peach blossom garden that is full of poetry and philosophy. On the contrary, the people of Jie Li are so keen on the cause of national revolution. He did his best, called for our revolution and construction, and devoted his life to it. Standing in the exhibition hall on the second floor, I thought, among the mayors and writers in a big city, Mr. Jie Li still highly praised the latter, which is why the three-step continuous novels "Dead Water", "Before the Storm" and "Big Waves Wasting the Sand" came out, and Mr. was praised by Guo Moruo as "The Waiting of China Zola".

Finally, later generations opened the fog, discovered the value of "six million words", and began to study Mr. Wang's personal writings, restoring the former residence to the old system, building a museum and repairing the garden as a memorial. However, Xiaoling has been hiding alone on the edge of the city, maintaining a simple and elegant. Will Mr. Robber smile at the grave for this? Mr. Wang's words have long been integrated into the history of human civilization, and his career has overshadowed all sentient beings. I don't need to worry about the ancients. Just as he was about to walk away, an old man and a young man came in, put on their glasses, carefully looked at the words and pictures on the wall, and then recited them aloud. When I came to the building, I still heard chanting. I am ashamed of the haste and brevity of this visit. I only secretly copied the couplets written by my husband 1946 in my notebook, saying, "It's easy to turn things around after the robbery, but it's hard to thank the peach blossoms in the strong spring."