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Autumn in the old capital

Yu Dafu

Autumn, no matter where it is, is always good; However, the autumn in the north is particularly clear, quiet, and sad. The reason why I want to catch up with Qingdao from Hangzhou, and even more so from Qingdao to Beiping, is just to taste this "autumn", the autumn flavor of this old capital.

Jiangnan, of course, there is autumn; But the grass and trees carved slowly, the air came moist, the color of the sky seemed light, and it was often rainy and windy; A person is sandwiched between the citizens of Suzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou, or Xiamen, Hong Kong, and Guangzhou, passing in a chaotic manner, and can only feel a little cool, the taste of autumn, the color of autumn, the artistic conception and posture of autumn, always can't see enough, can't taste through, can't enjoy the full. Autumn is not a famous flower, nor is it a fine wine, and that kind of half-opened, half-drunk state is inappropriate in the process of appreciating autumn.

It has been nearly ten years since the autumn of the northern country. In the south every year in autumn, we always have to think of the reed flowers of Taoran Pavilion, the willow shadow of Diaoyutai, the insect singing of Xishan, the night moon of Yuquan, and the bell of Tanzhe Temple.

Even if you don't go out in Beiping, it is in the middle of the sea of people in the imperial city, renting a rafter house to live, get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea, sit in the courtyard, you can also see the very high turquoise sky, and hear the sound of pigeons under the blue sky. From the bottom of the locust leaves, you can count the rays of sunlight leaking from the east, or you can feel the autumn mood when you look at the blue flowers of the morning glory (morning glory) that looks like a trumpet in the middle of the broken wall.

When it comes to morning glories, I think blue or white is the best, followed by purple and black, and pale red is the lowest. It is best to teach a few sparse and long autumn grasses at the bottom of the morning glory to serve as a foil.

The locust tree in the north is also an ornament that reminds people of autumn. The kind of stamens that resemble flowers but are not flowers, when they rise in the morning, they will be spread all over the ground. When I stepped on my feet, there was no sound or smell, only a little bit of very fine and soft touch.

After sweeping the street in the shadow of the tree for a while, the silk lines of the broom left on the dust look both delicate and leisurely, subconsciously and also feel a little lonely.

The weakened remnants of the autumn cicada are a specialty of the northern country; Because there are trees growing everywhere in Beiping, and the houses are low, you can hear their singing wherever you are. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or mountains to hear it.

The hissing of this autumn cicada can be the same as a cricket mouse in Beiping, just like a house worm kept at home by every household.

There is also the autumn rain, and the autumn rain in the north also seems to rain strangely, tastefully, and more decently than in the south.

Under the gray sky, a cool breeze suddenly came, and it began to rain.

After a layer of rain, the clouds gradually rolled away to the west, the sky was blue again, and the sun showed its face again; Wearing a very thick green cloth single coat or jacket curly urban idler, biting the pipe, in the shadow of the inclined bridge after the rain, standing under the tree at the head of the bridge, meeting acquaintances, they will use a slow and leisurely tone, sigh and answer each other:

"Alas, it's so cold." (The word is pronounced high and dragged on for a long time.) ）

"Isn't it? A layer of autumn rain and a layer of cold! ”

Northerners read the word array, and the old image is always a layer of words, and it is very mediocre, and this mispronunciation of the rhyme is just right.

The fruit trees in the north are also a spectacle in autumn. The first is the date tree; In the corners of the house, at the head of the wall, on the edge of the thatched house, and at the door of the stove house, it will grow up one by one.

When the jujubes, like olives and pigeon eggs, show a pale green and yellowish color in the middle of the small oval leaves, it is the heyday of autumn; When the leaves of the jujube tree fall, the jujube is red, the northwest wind is about to rise, the north is the world of dust, sand and dust, only this jujube, persimmon, grape, ripe to the turn of July and August of eight or nine minutes, is the best autumn day in the north, is the best goldendays in the year.

Some critics say that Chinese literati, especially poets, have a strong sense of decadence, so there are many words in Chinese poetry that praise autumn.

But what about foreign poets? Although I don't read much foreign poetry, and I don't want to write an account and make an autumn poetry and prose banknote, if you go to the collections of poets from England, Germany, France, Italy, etc., or the an-thology of poems from various countries, you can always see a lot of praise and sorrow about autumn. In the long pastoral poems or poems of the four seasons of famous poets, there is always a part about autumn. The best and most tastefully written. It shows that animals with feelings, human beings with feelings, for autumn, are always the same can especially arouse the deep, distant, severe, and depressed feelings.

Not only poets, but also prisoners in prisons, in the autumn I think I must also feel a deep affection that cannot be self-contained; Autumn is not for people, how can there be a country, let alone a difference between races and classes?

However, in China, there is an idiom of "Qiu Shi" in the text, and there are very common "Autumn Voices" by Ouyang Zi and "Red Cliff Fu" by Su Dongpo in the reading books, so I feel that Chinese literati have a particularly deep relationship with Qiu. However, the deep taste of autumn, especially the deep taste of autumn in China, can only be felt in the north.

The autumn of the southern country, of course, also has its special places, such as the bright moon of the Twenty-fourth Bridge, the autumn tide of the Qiantang River, the cool mist of Putuo Mountain, the residual lotus of Lychee Bay, etc., but the color is not strong, and the aftertaste is not eternal. Compared with the autumn in the north, it is just like rice wine and white dry, porridge and steamed buns, sea bass and crabs, yellow dogs and camels.

Autumn, the autumn of the north, if I can keep it, I am willing to fold two-thirds of my life in exchange for a fraction of one-third. (To be continued.) )