I. Eight roads and bridges

It's still fighting the devil. An Eighth Route Army team passed by Qingshui River, carrying guns and cannons. They looked at the swift river and were worried. Seeing this, the white widow in the town quietly went back to let her son put down the small bamboo forest in his backyard overnight, and mobilized villagers and troops to build a bridge together. When the team crossed the river, the white widow's son followed, leaving only the bridge.

Since then, the white widow has set up a tea stall at the bridgehead and guarded the bridge every day. People used to ask her for water when they were thirsty. Day after day, time flies. It was not until the white widow was old that there was no more parade here, and her son did not come back. Later, the white widow died, and the civil affairs department came to erect a monument. The villagers knew that her name was "Hegu".

Recently, because of commemorative activities, the county troupe made up a play called "Bridge" according to the story of Hegu, and agreed to perform in the town on this day. The villagers were so happy that they cut down their own bamboo, widened the bridge, set up an earthen platform next to the tombstone of Hegu, pulled up 70 or 80 feet of red cloth and erected banners. The villagers gathered on the bridge, expecting the actors to come soon.

It was not until the sun went down that the mayor came back angrily. The villagers gathered around and asked, "Where are the people in the troupe?" The mayor said: "The poverty alleviation working group sent by the district has come to the county." The villagers are puzzled: "What does this have to do with the acting skills of the troupe?" The mayor said, "The leaders should accompany them to dinner. After dinner, the actress will dance with the leader ... "Hearing this, the villagers fell silent.

The mayor waved everyone home, but the villagers still stood there looking at the newly widened bridge. The mayor was angry: "No wonder county leaders often criticize people in our town for their low consciousness, and they can't even let go of this little thing?" The leader said that if you don't play, you won't play. Can anecdote be bigger than poverty alleviation? "The villagers were frightened, one by one you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally had to leave in disappointment.

However, three days later, the county came to inform that the county troupe decided to perform and to do live video. The mayor shouted several times with a megaphone to get the villagers ready. But the villagers are doing their own things, and their faces are numb.

The people of the county troupe waited for a long time in the county seat, but they didn't see anyone coming to meet them in the town. They thought they had the wrong time, so they came to Qingshui River with their costume props and gongs and drums. When they approached, they found the original bridge, and I don't know when it was demolished. The actors have to go home. When they were about to leave, an actor with bright eyes found that someone had put a bunch of wild flowers on the grave of the white widow on the other side, which made people's eyes shine.

When the actor shouted, everyone's mood suddenly became heavy. So, the first thing they did when they returned to the county was to collectively write a "chicken hair letter" to the county leaders. There is only one sentence in the letter: "Please ask the county leaders to bridge the Qingshui River as soon as possible!"

Second, the Wu Dun Bridge.

It is said that once, a motorcade came from Ganzhou City and passed by Tamura to perform a task in rejuvenating the country. When driving to the bridge, I found that the wooden bridge was impassable and had to stop. After the motorcade entered Tamura, it attracted many villagers to watch and saw that the motorcade was helpless. In order to help the motorcade cross the bridge, Tamura people came to help.

Some generously removed the door panels at home, while others carried long pieces of wood and laid them on the bridge deck. Finally, with everyone's help, the team passed smoothly. Therefore, the kindness of Tamura people is passed down as a much-told story, and the construction of the new bridge also makes Tamura people feel imminent.

Third, xie cun Bridge.

In ancient times, there was a family in xie cun. There are four people in the family, a couple, a child and a father. Because the old man's wife died of illness, the old man was in poor health and his legs and feet were inconvenient. His son and daughter-in-law thought the old man was a burden and ignored him. Only the little grandson is very kind to grandpa, and sometimes he secretly brings him something to eat.

Suddenly one day, the son said to the old man, "Dad, there is a temple fair in the village, which is very lively. I'll take you to see it tomorrow and buy you something delicious, delicious ... "The old man was very happy and said," Good. " The next day, after breakfast, my son prepared a chicken cart (made of ancient wood, single wheel). ), grandpa is sitting in the car, the grandson is pulling in front, and the son and daughter-in-law are pushing behind.

Sitting in the car, the old man was very moved to think that his son and daughter-in-law were suddenly so kind to him! Walking is a little tired, because the chicken cart is just a wheel, and the people behind it must master the direction and keep balance. The dirt road is also difficult to pull up. The son said, "Let's have a rest on the wooden bridge." When resting by the wooden bridge, a group of butterflies flew around, and the grandson chased the butterflies to play!

After a while, my son came back, only to find his parents waiting for him at the bridge. He didn't see grandpa, so he asked, "Where's my grandpa?" Suddenly, he heard a groan under the bridge. He went to the bridge to have a look. Grandpa and the chicken cart fell under the bridge, and he cried at that time! He said, "I want a car." His parents said, "That car is useless. Don't. "

He said, "When you are old, I will use this car to drag you to play ..." His parents felt ashamed when they heard his son say this, so they quickly went down to help the old man get up, carried him to the temple fair and bought him delicious food. After returning home, I changed my view of the elderly and was especially filial to them. Compared with before, I made a 180 degree turn.

Because there is no big mistake in Sun Tzu's words, Grandpa is especially grateful to Sun Tzu. Later, the wooden bridge was rebuilt and the Qingshi Bridge was built. Sun Tzu's story of saving grandpa is a household name, so he is called "Xie". With the passage of time, it has been called "xie cun" and has been used ever since.

Third, Shiping Bridge

According to legend, a seven-product sesame official named Huang Daben came to Rongxian during the reign of Qing Qianlong. After he took office, he saw that the Liu family was lawless and ran amok. He hates it, but he keeps a straight face. He knows Feng Shui, and secretly plans to put the Liu family together. One day, Huang Daben went out for an unannounced visit and passed the ear-wiping cliff near Suohe Bridge. He suddenly heard someone singing a ballad, like a group of children singing: "The water hit the ear cliff, and the Liu family rolled in."

Hearing this, Huang suddenly reminded him. He patted his thigh and stared at the Xushui River flowing through the ear cliff in front of him, associating it with the fierceness and abomination of the Liu family officials, and thinking of many Liu family officials. I see. So, he tried his best to find an excuse, claiming to build a bridge and a Luoxing Pavilion to let the river flow slowly to avoid floods.

A few years later, the bridge and Luoxingge were finally built, which ruined the geomantic omen of the Liu family. In less than a few years, the Liu family was relegated to death by officials. As a result, it is said in Rong County that Huang Daben cured Feng Shui. After liberation, Luoxing Pavilion has been demolished and Shiping Bridge has become a reinforced concrete bridge.

Fourth, let the bridge pass.

There was a Bai Shu in the main street of Marble City (Xizhou) in Ming Dynasty, whose real name was Yang Shiyun, whose name was Conglong and posthumous title Hongshan. There is also a scholar named Yang in Zhonghe City of Erhai Lake. Both of them studied hard at the cold window, and were admitted to the scholar at the age of thirteen or fourteen, both of which were the first (first) in the case. For further study, I studied under a famous teacher. The school auditorium is located in Honggui Mountain at the foot of Wutai Mountain in Cangshan Mountain.

They work and study part-time, study in the mountains every day, walk more than ten miles of mountain roads, and collect firewood to go home. Their efforts are amazing: they can't afford paper and pens, so they practice with bamboo pens in the sand table; When they can't afford lamp oil, they read books in class during the day and write sand tables at home at night to make "drafts". I don't know how many Zhi Zhu pens are missing. It's a real effort to "wear out the iron inkstone and sit on the cold carpet".

Most of their compositions are made on the way of chopping and transporting firewood. Teacher Wang praised them as excellent students and humorously said that their "window class" (composition) could be called "road class". In less than three years, the two of them have prepared all the classes they should attend, which is more than enough. On the day of the exam, Yang Zongyao came up from East Road and Yang Shiyun came out from Shicheng.

When we arrived at Potou Village, the convex bridge met. After meeting, Yang Zongyao said, "We both went to the provincial capital for the exam. It's nice to have company all the way, but there is only one in Xie Yuan, so I didn't bury one? " Yang Shiyun said: "Really, Mr. Wang also said,' It's a pity that there was only one Xie Yuan when you two went to apply.' We are not proud, but we know each other very well, so I have the same idea.

Yes, Brother Nian, you are three years older than me. It's not too late for you to go to Xie Yuan first. I'll go to the next one. "Say that finish words, Yang Shiyun resolutely bid farewell to Zongyao and went home. Sure enough, Yang Zongyao won the title of Xie Yuan as soon as he attended Ming Hongzhi's afternoon class.

The next theme, Yang Shiyun, also won the share of Zheng Dexin Youke in Ming Dynasty. The two made persistent efforts, and Yang Shiyun studied hard in his "seven-foot bookstore" and entered the Hanlin; Yang Zongyao still worked part-time and became a scholar.

Five, look at the suspension bridge

Tao Yuanming's first Epilogue of Seeking God recorded the deeds of Ding, the most famous Taoist figure in history. What about this ding? He is from Wuning and Shandong. He was once the secretariat of Liaoyang, and was later mistaken for Liaodong people. He was asked to die because he opened a warehouse to help the victims without the permission of the court.

When he was executed, cranes flew to save him. Thousands of years later, he turned and visited his hometown. The place where he spread his wings and took off was in the western suburbs of the county seat, which is now called Baiheping. When the crane flies through the county seat, everyone is watching on the bridge, hence the name Kanhe Bridge.