Living biography. During the Warring States period. The Qiantang River is called the Xihe River, which is a huge sea in the southeast; A river forces the river, and the east is a thin sea, I don't know where to stop, and I pass by each other. After Wu Wangfu sent Wu Zixu to death, he threw his body into the Xi River. Although Wu Zixu is dead, but the pride lasts forever, his body is in the river with the flow and waves, day and night, the action is like a fright, the sound is like thunder, the waves are rising, according to the tide to come and go, swinging the embankment, this is the tide of the Qiantang River.

So, all the dynasties and all the generations. There is such a scene next to the Qiantang River: the angry tide of Qiantang is urgent, the impact is day and night, and the embankment is not strong. Affected the common people, the people went to the temple of Wu Zixu, the tide god of Qiantang, to pray: May the ghosts be loyal and angry, and temporarily stop the surging tide. Then they used deer breast pancakes and sake to pray for the anger to subside.

In fact, according to the geographical environment, the reason why the Qiantang River has a big tide is because the mouth of the Qiantang River is trumpet-shaped, when the estuary is large and the river body is rising, the sea water pours in from the estuary, and is constrained by the narrowing river bank on both sides, forming a rising tide.

However, after thousands of years of sacrifice, the tide followed, no matter how stupid the people knew that prayer was useless, and after the construction of various dynasties, the barrage was also very strong, and the tide disturbed the people less, but after many years of evolution, just like the Dragon Boat Boat Race to eat zongzi to commemorate Qu Yuan, August 18. It was the day when the tide of the Qiantang River was the most violent, and the people of Hangzhou naturally went to watch the Qiantang tide opera in groups according to traditional habits.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, those who dared to surf the tide in the Qiantang River must have been severely reprimanded by the officials, thinking that those who competed for the tide opera were only to boast, that is, to show off, but they would forever fall under the spring. The wife and children went to the waterfront to cry bitterly, which was unbearable, so it was decided: all soldiers and civilians. If they dare to make a tide, they must be punished and punished severely, but it is also to protect their safety.

This kind of official blocking and criticism, although out of self-love and protection of people's lives, but the punishment of the tide itself does not allow the city to take advantage of the God-given opportunity to play sports, it seems that some of them are choking and abandoning food, of course, this is only the difference between ancient and modern concepts, and it is not worth exploring.

The so-called tide opera. In fact, it is the sacrificial activities handed down from the previous sacrifice, but after advancing with the times, the sacrificial activities of the year have become the current social drama, and on the day of watching the tide, the people of the whole city began to organize, scale, and spontaneously invite some folk performers to perform to help the fun.

Although it is an independent act of the people, but many people gather, how can the official government ignore it, so it is inevitable to invite local officials to attend the party, and in order to show the image of being close to the people, the invited officials will naturally not refuse, but will also send the government service soldiers to help maintain order.

Time flies, two days have passed, August 18, the weather is still clear, the sun floating in the air, seems to give some face to the tide god of Qiantang, and the boundless infinite heat energy seems to have converged a little. And the cool breeze. Brush by. In this summer season, it is indeed a rare good atmosphere

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With the Heng servants sounding gongs to open the way, the sedan chair that Chu Zhi sat in soon came to the Qiantang River, thinking that it was affected by the drought. There will not be many people who come to watch the tide, but things are very unexpected, I saw that the riverside that stretches for more than 30 miles is full of colorful sheds and curtains tied up for watching the tide, and even a free place to sit can not be found.

Of course, with Chu Qian's status and status, there will naturally be people who will set up a seat for him, no need to search, and when he saw the official sedan chair coming, someone immediately stepped forward to greet him, but it was Ding Xingzhou, an acquaintance.

"Ding has seen an adult." Seeing that the official sedan chair stopped, the official opened the sedan curtain, Ding Xingzhou hurriedly stepped forward to worship, and with a spring breeze expression on his face, it seemed that he was in a good mood. It's not bad, since the last time Chu Zhen went to borrow grain, he took the opportunity to sell his favor, thinking that there would be a return in the future, but he didn't expect the return to come so quickly.

Just yesterday, by the county government notice commendation, although not as good as the inscription of the inscription to present the glory of the Son of Heaven, but also by the official gong parade through the street, loudly proclaiming their selfless dedication, really made Ding Xingzhou happy, especially when he came out today, regardless of whether he usually knew or not, he saluted to himself, and called Ding Dashan in his mouth.

Only overnight. became a celebrity in Hangzhou, and the feeling of being in the spotlight made Ding Xingzhou fluttering, and he felt a little regretful in his heart, why he didn't run the rice and grain business, otherwise maybe he would have had the opportunity to live forever.

Of course, the spring breeze is proud. But Ding Xingzhou will not forget, whose credit is this, think about his beginning, he has struggled in Hangzhou for many years, and his family is so rich, but he still can't get the recognition of the local scholars, but just a few times at the same time, his reputation is not only widely spread. Usually those literati who passed by with their heads held high when they met them, now they also smiled and nodded, and called Ding Shanren with a pleasant face.

Why are these changes? Of course, Ding Xingzhou understands that if it weren't for Chu Qian's mention and grass lining, where would he get today's glory, and he can't forget his roots, and Ding Xingzhou also feels that Chu Zhen seems to be his lucky star. Every time I meet him, there will be good things, so I calculated that Chu Zhen would attend today's tide watching, and immediately hurried over, waiting with his eyes blank, just when he was about to see through, Chu Qian's official sedan chair came, and naturally rushed up to greet him.

"Lord Ding is polite." Chu Zhen smiled and bowed his hand, his attitude was very gentle, when he was in office for a long time, he still did not have the consciousness of being an official, no matter what the identity of the other party was, he was treated very kindly, many people have different opinions on this, some people think that he is kind and close to the people, he is a good official, but some people think that he has no official prestige, and always lowers his own status.

However, the vast majority of people will feel that there is nothing wrong with having a friendly official, and it is easier to get along with than an official who does not beat people, so Chu Qian's reputation among the people is good for the time being, but it depends on the future performance. After all, Lu Yao can only know the horsepower, and the quality of the officials is not something that can be judged by one or two things. After a long time, we can know the good and evil of people's hearts.

After greeting the people. Under the guidance of Ding Xingzhou and others, Chu Zhen came to a colorful shed not far from the riverside, sat down peacefully, and had his own servants to bring tea to water and serve fresh fruits and melons.

After all, the tide is different from others, far away can not feel the momentum of the sky, close to the more not, as long as people stand on the beach, a moment, the tide will water people damp, then where there is a mood to watch, the so-called tide viewing position must be appropriate, so when the sky is not yet transparent, there are people with dry food to come here to occupy the position, just to be able to witness the whole picture of the wonders of the world.

Of course, in ancient times when the hierarchy was strict, power and wealth could always play a decisive role, and the common people would be accustomed to leaving the best position vacant, because there was already a "dissipation." There were people who stretched out their booths to build them. There is no need to fight with the people at this time, the tide has not yet reached the most violent moment, but the tide rises and falls, slowly brewing, the shore stretches for more than 30 miles to present a lively and extraordinary scene, every other distance, there are tricks with unique skills in public performance. Playing lamps, ropes, stepping blades, illusions, and dazzling fireworks "dazzled the people, but also thrilled."

While the people were fascinated by the sight, the hawkers of all kinds of businesses were also in a good mood, such as fruit pancakes, clay figurines and candy skewers, kite masks, sachets of wormwood, and rouge gouache.

At the right time, the thunder roared, the whistling hit, the people turned back one after another, and even the tricksters stopped performing, looking and staring, but saw the direction of Haimen, a silver line like the tide, far away to the sky, like ten thousand white horses running in the clouds, people watched the tide from afar like a thousand jade practice flying in the sky. Hearing from afar is like the noise of a thousand armies and tigers, the silver waves can be fertile and the snow waves can swallow the sky, and quickly rush to the people.

In an instant, the sound of the tide is like spring thunder rolling, thousands of layers of blue waves roll everywhere, the tide heads collide, the unstoppable rush comes, its shock is ejected, like a white dragon haunted by the waves of the mountains and valleys, playing in the water, and like the Milky Way in the sky suddenly collapsed, poured into the world, the sky collapsed, the water waves roared, the angry waves were striking, the rain poured into the sky,,

The cool and moist mist came to his face, Chu Zhen couldn't help but stand up, his mood was surging, he wanted to shout loudly with the tide, but he tried his best to suppress it, until the tide slowly retreated, and the excitement gradually disappeared, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to brush his face, only to find that the mist on his face had condensed into a dot and a little dewdrop.

Looking at the others, although they were prepared, there were also many people who were drenched by the tide, their whole bodies were **, their hair was scattered, and their appearance was not upright, which made people point out and make fun of them, but they didn't take it seriously at all, found a hidden place to wring out their clothes, and then ran back again.

These people proved to be very wise, and just as they were going back and forth, the tide came again, and the thunder rolled, and a huge wave of invading the sky was raised, and its power seemed to break the embankment on the riverside, in half of it. Within hours, the waves were uneven and rose again and again, stirring up thousands of water droplets, forming showers, scattering on the shore, Chu Zhen was in the color shed, naturally there was no need to dodge, but could carefully appreciate the magnificent and magnificent spectacle of the tide of the Qiantang River.

Another ten minutes passed. The tide is still the same, but it is no longer the fierce sky just now. Looking at the situation, the next wave of huge waves still needs to wait, and the people who watched it also breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed their minds, and Chu Zhen also sat back on his seat. After calming down, he also looked at the surrounding situation with interest.

Here is located in a high place, the tide can be observed below, there is still a performance of the performers on the left and right, and there is a stage not far from the left, you can look directly when you turn the direction, the field of vision is very convenient, and at this time, while the attention of the people is not on the wave, the stage immediately goes up to a few performers carrying musical instruments.

Originally, the people didn't care, but they only listened to the first few plucked strings, which was particularly eye-catching under the amplification of the water tank next to the stage. This was followed by a flute, which sounded like it was in the clouds, as if it was from heaven on earth. Pushing back the clouds, its artistic conception slowly became clear from vagueness, and everyone became a little interested and turned their heads to watch.

Accompanied by the long, faint and distant music, a woman in a gorgeous robe walked out from behind the scenes, and a beautiful, poignant and moving love story began.

The grass pavilion met and walked righteously. Studying in the college, studying with classmates, inseparable" The sound of the strings is always clear and light, full of joyful melody, and the happy mood is followed by the love of the eighteenth, and at the end the strings play a sad tune for the first time, as if predicting a tragic ending.

Except for some people who are proficient in rhythm, ordinary people can't tell the difference, but they just think that the play on stage is good. guessed that the next thing should be a beautiful story of Liang Shanbo being admitted to the top prize and then becoming a talented and beautiful woman, after all, many dramas end like this, there is nothing new.

However, it seems to be somewhat unexpected to them, Zhu Yingtai returned home, the sound of string music on the stage changed suddenly, when Shanbo went to Zhu's house to propose, how did he know that Zhu Father had promised Yingtai to marry others, the two met on the platform, tears and tears to each other, sad and farewell, parting, made a vow: life can not attack together, death must also be the same

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Well, at this time, Chu Qian's poem also appeared, but at this time, the people all picked up their hearts, indulged in the plot, and had no time to cheer, some people secretly speculated that the following should be Zhu Yingtai's refusal to marry, Liang Shanbo went home and studied hard, and became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. The two had lovers and eventually became married, and their marriage was happy.

It's a pity that the accident came again, and the depressing episode of vomiting blood still happened, and Liang Shanbo became depressed and became ill after returning home, and his life was in vain. Seeing this scene, the audience was in an uproar. There are emotional people who can't help but scold, but the actors on the stage are deaf, and Zhuo is still there

Continue.

When Yingtai heard the bad news of Uncle Shan, he swore to be martyred, and when he was forced to marry, he deliberately took a detour to pay tribute to the tomb of Uncle Liangshan, under his mourning. The wind, rain, thunder and lightning made a great effort, the tomb burst, Yingtai jumped into the tomb, the tomb was reunited, and the song completed by Bai Jinyu sounded in due time after being provided by Chu Qian.

Behind the curtain came a poignant singing: "Flowers bloom all the time, looking for fairy traces among flowers every year; Yaochi's tears turned into butterfly hatred, and the heavens and the earth depended on the king; The poignant lyrics, coupled with the sad tune, did have a tear-jerking effect, especially those sentimental young women who came with their fathers, brothers and husbands, wept and wiped their tears, even the men with strong hearts bowed their heads and rubbed their red eyes.

Only, the soul has turned into a butterfly in the sky, and the double flight is willing to fight for eternal spring. After the song was finished, the wind stopped raining and fog on the stage, the rainbow hung high, and a pair of gorgeous butterflies floated up from the grave and danced in the world.

At the end of the play, the actor returned with a curtain call. I don't know when, the crowd around the stage was crowded, black and oppressive, at least there were two or three thousand people, but they were silent, quietly reminiscing, I don't know how long it took, the thunderous cheers came one after another, endlessly, completely covering up the sound of the waves crashing on the shore.

Behind the scenes, Luo Xiaoxian's hanging heart, which had been paying attention to the movement of her face, finally fell slowly, and the pair of twisted white slender hands hidden in the sleeves gradually separated, and her beautiful eyes reflected a little luster, but she lowered her head and quickly erased it, and after she raised her head, only a proud and confident smile remained on her beautiful face.

"Class master, I'm not dreaming, is the applause outside for us?" Chen Ming muttered, looking dazed. It doesn't seem to wake up yet.

Originally, I went to travel this week, but I didn't know that I didn't say anything, and I didn't even let go of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, so I just cried.

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