Wandering the streets of Weifang, looking for the ink left by Mr. Zheng Lao. Unfortunately, apart from high-rise buildings and traffic, there is no gentle breath of repairing bamboo and orchid. Kite shops of all sizes, one after another.
Disappointment gradually overflowed with longing eyes, and I couldn't help sighing in my heart. Although kite is also a kind of culture, it can not fully reflect the profound and pure cultural heritage of the Chinese nation for 5 thousand years.
I still don't want to think about it. Mr. Zheng Lao has been an official in Weifang for seven years. Besides, his paintings, poems and essays are all good, and he will leave countless works. Lu Yu, an old man, respectfully inquired and said that there was a Banqiao Exhibition Hall in A Zheng in Shikuan Garden. I took a taxi and went straight to Wanyuan with joy.
After crossing the road and the path, my heart suddenly sank: a faint alley was empty, and the trees on both sides were not French trees or poplars, but the most common tree species in the north-Robinia pseudoacacia. It is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the ancient buildings are still deeply rooted, covering the sky and the sun, hiding the blue brick cornices, as if it were a picture of the national wind after years.
Looking closely again, I found that there are two small buildings on the left side of the alley, all antique buildings with blue bricks and white walls, all antique calligraphy and painting shops; On the right is a real ancient building with black tiles as ridges and mottled red paint. Although after a hundred years of ups and downs, but vaguely revealed that solemn, or let me deeply moved.
I know, Shikuan Garden is nearby. Sure enough, a tall gatehouse in the middle of the alley is not very spacious but elegant and heavy, and it is Wanyuan.
Buy a ticket, go in and keep walking. Except for a few staff members, I was the only one wandering around Shishui Garden. Shishui Garden was built in the 11th year of Guangxu in Qing Dynasty (1885), which was the private garden of Ding Baoshan, the richest man in Wei County at that time. Take the name of Shikou, meaning small. There are rockeries, waterfalls, ponds, pavilions, curved bridges, galleries and study in the garden. It is a unique style of northern residential buildings in the Qing Dynasty, with both the style of north and south gardens.
Listening to the sound of running water and looking at the fruitful persimmons and pomegranate trees in the garden, I finally found Mo Bao in Zheng Banqiao in this small corner of a century-old courtyard. Although most of them are rubbings, they still make me linger.
In front of the Four Seasons Bamboo, I can still feel an unyielding spirit shouting "One foot of bamboo is the trend of thousands of feet". What kind of ravines should there be in my chest? "The mountains rush to the sea" and "the sand is late and the thunder is thundering", and there is a thunderous trend in the flowing water.
What shocked me was not only the calligraphy that sparkled with the light of Yilin, but also the painting that, after 300 years of wind and rain, was still compassionate: "Ya Zhai lies listening to Xiao Sheng, and doubt is the voice of the people's sufferings." Some small officials in Caozhou County always care about their feelings. "
Walking out of Wanyuan Garden, wandering in this Gu Xiang, the leaves of Sophora japonica are floating one by one. Look at the gatehouse eroded by years, the peeling green windows and bamboo porch, and the weathered stone steps. I wonder, is Shikoku Garden lucky enough to bear the essence of a dynasty, or is Zheng Banqiao lucky enough to have Shikoku Garden as a resting place?
Anyway, I feel lucky, for the world wide garden, for Zheng Banqiao, and more importantly, in today's fast-food culture, our souls have nowhere to fly.