Among them, the red walls of many buildings are inlaid with plaques such as "Jiangxia Yan School" and "Jiumu Fang Chuan". These deja vu
This place name is quite confusing to me. Kobayashi, the tour guide next to me, told me the profound meaning behind these plaques. There are many people in Quanzhou today.
The ancestors were all from the Central Plains who went south during the Yongjia Rebellion in the Western Jin Dynasty. It is recorded in ancient books that "the Central Plains is full of soul-stirring, and clothes began to enter Fujian." although
However, for thousands of years, they have long been the masters of this city, but they still retain some living habits brought from the Central Plains. They also
Use their unchanging surnames. And those words engraved on the red house are exactly what their county looks like.
This old house is beautifully carved. Although the years have passed, the details are still moving. Because language communication is not very smooth.
I can't talk to the old people in these houses about their past. But according to Kobayashi, these houses are the nobles and hopes of those years.
Family style, but many of them have changed hands. The owners of those houses are no longer the owners of those plaques. The so-called "old king"
Swallows fly into the homes of ordinary people in front of the pavilion, which is the real situation of Quanzhou ancient houses today.
Although those plaques have lost the role of bearing the history of faith, everyone who knows Nanyin still bears such a responsibility.
The role of personal identity. Because this unique music originated from the bags of Zhongyuan people who came to the south that year, it was the Central Plains court that year.
Music and the derivative of Minnan music. As night fell, when I went to the night market alone, I saw Singing South on the edge of Quanzhou Cultural Center.
The stage of sound. On the stage, some people play the pipa horizontally and some people hold the flute vertically. The melody is melodious and tactfully, which is quite a bit of a dim night in Quanzhou.
The lingering meaning. Because of the language barrier, it is difficult for me to understand the content of the song, but I need a small pot of tea and feel it alone with my eyes closed.
From those babbling, I can also hear some emotions of Peng Pai.