Brick by brick sends nostalgia, and every grass and tree is always about love.

As an ancient folk belief in planting flowers, the worship of the city god is accompanied by the city, without the city, there is no city god, it is not only the "witness" of the city's history, but also the "custodian" of cultural heritage.

Time is silent, together with the long history, all the glory and romance, wind and rain and vicissitudes have been carved into this ancient temple that gathers the most essential elements of Lingnan architecture, but it is silent as if it has lost all its vitality.

Fortunately, the years are sound, when the melody of the desolate and distant Guangfu Nanyin is sung again, the meandering and interesting of the late Qing Dynasty Bacheng that are sealed in the dust in the tactful words will reappear in my mind one by one, intertwined and separated from the prosperity of the present world in front of me, which makes people intoxicated and sober, I don't know what year it is.

After listening to the song "In Front of the Temple", Xu Lao slowly stood up and stood for a long time, and after a while, he came back to his senses.

"How does it feel?"

Su Bai asked with a smile.

"Whew, wonderful, the scenery of the past reappears, as if a dream was a hundred years ago."

Xu Lao gave a thumbs up and sighed embarrassedly.

"Was it better in the old days or now?"

Seeing him looking around, Su Bai asked again.

"Haha, of course it's better and more prosperous now."

Xu Lao laughed and said meaningfully: "However, if there is no melodious rhyme, no matter how prosperous it is, it is not enough to be elegant." ”

His words immediately detonated the barrage.

"Haha, yes, I'm working nearby, I often go to these places, I don't think there's anything, but as soon as the little music is played, the perception is immediately different, and I can't wait to go out and walk again."

"Me too, it's worthy of the Bacheng version of the Qingming Riverside Map, after listening to the song, I feel a completely different Bacheng."

"I used to look at Bacheng and have the impression of CBD, which is CBD, but now I find that this fast-paced international metropolis is so calm, elegant and warm."

"I accepted this route, and when I travel over there, I will also listen to Nanyin once!"

"Haha, I think so too, listening to Nanyin walking on the road, an old street name, the memories of several generations, it feels like falling into a time tunnel."

“......”

Walking in the city a hundred years later, those old streets or street signs are left, or there are no traces left, the city is still there, and the prosperity is countless times better than in the past, but it always makes people feel that something is missing.

After singing a song of Nanyin, looking back and looking back, I suddenly understood that what was missing may be the long-standing feelings that have been separated by today's people and the calmness in the ancient rhyme of Lingnan.

Just like if you are ruthless, no matter how beautiful the moon is, it is just a dim sphere, a city, if there is only a single gene, no matter how prosperous it is, it is destined to be monotonous and boring.

The long alleys of the market, gathered to be fireworks, spread out to be the world, in front of the capital city god temple to taste a hundred years ago after the market fireworks, the next of course to go to the fireworks a hundred years ago to experience the rolling red dust, the Shuzhu Chung and Shuzhu Bridge, is the old place name that can not be bypassed, Xu Lao Wall crack asked to go there to make a card.....

"The city of breadth, there is nothing but water."

Bacheng is a water city since ancient times, the water is dense, the river is like a lane, the water system is a network, among which there are both natural waterways such as Ganxi and Sima Yong, and there are large and small waterways such as the city of Haoyong, the six veins and their branches that are artificially excavated.

As early as the Song and Yuan dynasties, the Italian traveler Odoric at that time said, "Baa City is a city three times larger than Venice, and there are not as many ships in the whole of Italy as there are in this city."

Countless large boats and small boats are ubiquitous on the Zhushui River, making the Zhushui "mast like a forest", and also achieving a vibrant water business world.

For the literati and ink writers, the river chong of the ancient city is full of poetry and picturesqueness, and the Zhuzhu chong of Henan leads directly to the pearl water, and is close to the downtown of Bacheng, the wine shops along the coast are lined up one after another, and the painting boat is like a carp crossing the river, which is the place where the dignitaries and wealthy merchants of the Qing Dynasty seek pleasure and have fun, and it is also the place where the sao people and ink writers chant and relax.

"Baiyun Yuexiu Ershan Hezhi" notes: "The restaurant by the bridge is near the river, the red windows are shining, the flower boats are close to the berth, the treasures are miscellaneous, and the fresh herbs go hand in hand. In the past, there was no day. In early summer, there are three horses, flounders, mackerels, and sturgeons; In autumn, pomegranates, rice crabs, grass flowers, and sea carp. Pan melon skin dinghy, and the second or third love is drunk and returned, that is, the Qinhuai Water Pavilion is not specialized. ”

Directly benchmarking the Qinhuai Water Pavilion, and even faintly trying to suppress it, it is so arrogant, and the prosperity of the pearl spring that day can be seen from this.

The landmark building of Shuzhuyong is the Shuzhu Bridge, which is the first bridge connecting the Pearl River in Shuzhuyong, which was built by the Pan family, the richest man in the world at that time, during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

There is Haizhu Temple in the east of Shuzhu Bridge, there is Haizhu Island in the north of the temple, there is Haizhu Temple on the island, it is like a night pearl in the bead chain, it is a necessary word for people to check in and chant.

Liang Jiutu's "Twelve Stone Mountain Zhai Records" recorded: "Shuzhu Bridge is the south of Zhuhai, the wine curtain and tea canteen, endless exchanges, the second building next to the bridge, cooking fresh and buying drunk, rhyme people and wonderful tricks, and the town day is hooked...... Crossing the river in the middle of the night to play oars, a boat of bright moon and a boat of people.

Chen Qikun, a scholar in the sixth year of Daoguang, wrote in "Remembering Jiangnan": "The Pearl River is good, and it is best to wash the Pearl Bridge." Purple crab, red shrimp and white eel, Shu ginger, Yue Gui and Qin pepper. The soft oars are shaken. ”

Daoguang poet He Renjing's "Words of Spring in the West of the City" described: "Every family teaches the little red flute, and fights for the smoke and waves to put the painting. The best shrimp is fresh and crab, and the sunset is full of pearl bridges. ”

There are countless bamboo branch words:

"The willow clothes are fragrant across the water, and the shadow of the flower is on the Pearl Bridge. The clouds and dawn in the corner of the river and the sky are baked out of the platform like six dynasties. ”

"Yiyi people are separated from the Pearl Bridge, and the bridge is short and long-hateful. To eliminate hatred, it is planned to plant red bean trees, and acacia red beans are planted in thousands. ”

Lang fished and shrimp from outside the bridge, and the concubine went out of the bridge to pick tea. Coming and going does not leave the bridge up and down, and the side of the Shuzhu Bridge is Nong's house. ”

"Chop the belly and cook the fresh and say that the beads, the romantic skirt is full of days, the most cold is around the hearth, buy all the 100 fish by the bridge"

“......”

Countless celebrities of the Qing Dynasty competed to recite Shuzhu Bridge, leaving countless beautiful poems, and even had a feeling that they had never been to Shuzhu Bridge for fun, and they didn't want to say that they were talented, and by the way, they also exposed the nature of the big foodie people......

It's just that those are in the past, if you don't look back at the old photos, who would have thought that today's Haizhu District was an idyllic water town?

The former Shuzhu Bridge was basically destroyed as early as the late 1920s when Nanhua Road was opened, and in the 1960s, Shuzhu Chung was converted into a culvert.

The original stone of Shuzhu Bridge is hidden in the Haizhu Museum, the original bridge hole has been sealed, Shuzhu Chung has become the inner street, there is a stone tablet at the entrance of the street that reads the word "Shuzhu Chung", the stone steps leading to the original site of Shuzhu Bridge from the inner street are still retained, there is an old banyan at the end of the stone steps, the roots are intertwined, the crown is lush, and the remaining Shuzhu Bridge bridge foundation is accompanied.

Everyone walked along the path next to the Shuzhu Bridge into Xixia Street, which hid a lot of small bungalows in the depths, even though the telephone poles ruthlessly sealed the past years like spider webs, but under the dilapidation can still vaguely recognize the luxury of the year.

This Xixia Street used to be the first street of the merchant Wu family's mansion group, but probably those rich merchants of the country could not have imagined it, more than a hundred years later, their respective properties all fell apart, the building collapsed, the people scattered, the water dried up, the birds died, the hundred years of prosperity rivaled the changes of the years, all the red dust has dissipated like smoke, and all the stories and feelings have gradually been buried by the twilight.

Walking on the road, from time to time there are children running from the street to the end of the street, laughing all the way, an old man sits in front of the door with a pu fan to enjoy the shade, his cat is lazily lying next to him, sleepily looking at the passers-by, his eyes seem to be strange.

Xu Lao went to ask him, and he could vaguely tell the story of Henan, including how the scenery of Shuzhu Chung under the Shuzhu Bridge was back then, and how the prosperity of the front street and the back river was better than that of Qinhuai.

"Hey! When the thirteen lines of scenery were in place, under the Shuzhu Bridge, there was the Wu family on one side and the Pan family on the other. As the richest man in the city, their garden buildings are naturally the most magnificent in Tongfu Road, and there is an endless stream of business tycoons who travel to and from Henan and Hebei every day on awning boats......"

"From here, take a canopy boat, shake along the foot of the granite water, you can always shake out the pearl water to Hebei, the girls wash clothes by the river, while singing saltwater songs, the mansions on both sides of the river compete for luxury and luxury, and the guests are feasted without interruption, and the singing and laughter are endless......"

"Whenever night falls, the lights on both sides of the river are bright, the candlelight of the flower boat is reflected in the water, and the stars in the sky are reflected in each other, like a dream, the boat comes out of the babbling sound of Cantonese and Nanyin, talented and beautiful, beautiful scenery ......"

Perhaps it was because he was very happy to see someone setting up a camera, and he became a tour guide throughout the whole process.

"Nowadays, the area around Tongfu Road is full of old buildings, and there are stories everywhere."

He said as he walked, and unconsciously led the big guy back to the old site of the bridge base, and finally looked at the moon in the night, and sighed faintly: "It's just that there are fewer and fewer people who tell and listen to stories now......"

"Abo, do you still sing Cantonese Nanyin?"

Su Bai asked with a smile, I don't know when this guy has been familiar with the old man's cat who doesn't like to take care of people, and is obediently lying in his arms for him to rub it, and half-squinting his eyes and making a "purr" sound of enjoyment.

"Hey!"

The old man waved his hand and said secretly funny: "Those singers have long been lost, who else can sing them now?" ”

"Shall I sing it to you?"

"Tell me about it, offspring, how can you ......"

Before his questioning words fell, the applause and coaxing of Xu Lao and the other teachers boiled, waiting for your words, and at the same time, the barrage was also boiling like a nuclear explosion!

"Haha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Poof, uncle, don't believe it, he really knows!"

“......”

The old man was probably stunned by everyone's coaxing voice, and after squeezing his eyes, he looked at Su Bai's young face again, still shaking his head firmly in disbelief.

But before he could "lay out the facts and reason" and give the offspring a good "lesson", a desolate chant like water was already rippling in the cold moonlight:

"Huairen leans on the south floor of the moon, how to collect the tears of love, since I remember that after the separation from Lang, it is like the Milky Way separated by a female petunia, the day is looking forward to Lang's return to love, when will the lovesickness be rested, the good flowers have not been fragrant for a long time since ancient times, but I am afraid that the youth will be difficult to make the king stay ......"

All of a sudden, the whole world fell silent.

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