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Poetic pursuit in Mulan Flower Country

Last year I came to Mulan Flower Village and took photos in front of the sea of ??purple flowers.

I love to travel these years, but I always have the problem of "loving the new and hating the old". Usually after visiting a tourist attraction once, I have no interest in traveling a second time. Except for the scenery of the ancient city of Lijiang in Yunnan that makes me linger, there is no other scenic spot that I will never forget. But what I didn’t expect was that after I returned from the Huangpi “Magnolia Flower Village” scenic spot in June last year, it became the “Lijiang” that I couldn’t get out of my mind. I always wanted to have the opportunity to visit the “Flower Village” again. A meeting of the minds.

Yes, I am a woman who loves literature. I like to put the pretentious word "literary" on myself and flaunt myself as a woman with a bit of literary flavor. People with this aura have somewhat tricky personalities, and it is difficult for people to fall in love with me at first sight. And "Magnolia Country" is a place that made me fall in love at first sight. When I think of it, I still have the feeling of "Looking back at dusk, the scene was in a dimly lit place". Haha, is this similar to the taste of first love?

I remember that in June last year, I visited the "Magnolia Flower Village" with a delegation from the Wuhan Federation of Social Science and Technology. We took a sightseeing bus to tour the entire scenic spot. I only remember the sea of ??purple flowers, the clear river, and the simple and elegant B&B village. , elegant Holiday Inn, quaint museums, paths paved with blue stones...like a beautiful deer passing through the forest, I was overwhelmed by the passing scenery, which reminded me of the ancient city of Lijiang. Shadow, I also felt that there was a picture of a "dream water town" here. Sitting on the sightseeing car that day, I felt like I was riding a waterwheel and sitting in the fields of my childhood and looking into the distance... Several times I wanted to jump out of the car to take pictures of this place. Such a poetic picture, but knowing that his task is to accompany the leader on the inspection, he did not dare to act recklessly. Sitting in the car and taking pictures of the scenery along the way, I was a little reluctant. It happened that we stopped at the purple flower sea where we got off the bus. I quickly shouted in surprise to the little girl who was traveling with me to take some beautiful photos for me. It happened to be that I was wearing my clothes that time. The one she wore was a long white dress. The white dress was set off by purple verbena, which immediately attracted praise from many friends. They asked me one after another if this flower was called lavender? They also asked me if I had been to Yunnan? I responded shamelessly: I was in "Lijiang" in Huangpi!

Haha, maybe it was because of that stay The time in Magnolia Flower Land was too short and precious, right? Just like being filled with unyielding longing for a person I fell in love with at first sight, I often felt the scent of purple in my dreams later, and I lingered on that "flower fragrance" for a long time. . In my heart, it is a "literary" place.

Unexpectedly, this spring I would have the opportunity to meet again with the water town in my dreams.

A few days ago, my friend Meizi from Hunan sent me a WeChat message. She said she would come to Wuhan University to see the cherry blossoms, and she would also come to Huangpi to see me. This news made me so excited that I couldn't sleep for several nights. Because Meizi is not my ordinary friend, she is a good friend I met when I was working in Xiamen twenty years ago. She is also a typical literary young man. We got connected because of our love of literature and became good sisters who talked about everything. In that strange city of Chuanbao, Meizi gave me too much love and care like a relative. Because of her, Xiamen has become a lingering complex in my memory, so much so that I couldn’t adapt to it after returning to Hubei for many years. In Meizi's days, I couldn't find any friends with the same interests as her in my hometown. Now, we haven't seen each other for ten years. This time she said she would drive to Han from Changsha (she lives in Changsha). How could I not be excited? ?The first thought in my mind was to take Meizi to see the "Magnolia Flower Country". Of course, "literary" scenic spots should be visited by literary and artistic people!

My feeling is not wrong. It's been a long time. Like me, Meizi fell in love with "Magnolia Township" at first sight.

A few days ago, as soon as two nostalgic little girls stepped into Mulan Flower Township, they were moved by an old camphor tree leading to the scenic spot. That old camphor tree must be a hundred years old, right? It stands in the middle of the road (turn) more than a hundred meters away from the scenic spot. It is very dazzling because it has lush branches and is more than ten meters high. The girth is about seven or eight times that of an adult's waist. Although it has "wrinkles," hills, and potholes, it is full of "spirit and energy." It seems that it has experienced a lifetime of vicissitudes and prosperity, and it also seems to have witnessed the hardships and warmth along the way. At that moment It looked at the passers-by with tender eyes, as if it was waiting for a wanderer to go home... When we saw a "bird's nest" made of tree branches on the top of the tree, we immediately screamed. stand up.

After living in concrete high-rise buildings for a long time, this "guy" is a rare thing now! It caught our attention and bumped into the soft place in our hearts, reminding us of our distant "childhood" when we dug out bird's nests. time. No, as I walked through the old trees towards the front of the scenic spot, I saw rows of "big red lanterns" hanging on both sides of the road. This enthusiastic red color added a bit of joy to the scenic spot, reminding me of a movie called "Red Lanterns". The movie "Sorghum" also reminds me of the old song "Raise the Red Lantern". Once many things are associated with the word "old", everything will become familiar and cordial. This makes me think about starting "Mulan". Is the owner of the "Huaxiang" attraction also a nostalgic person?

Mei Zi said that this attraction is not like an attraction in the city because its road is not wide, but more like a path leading to the countryside. . Yes, Mulanhua Township is originally a "countryside" attraction. It is built from a village called "Dutang Village". Haha, when it comes to the name of this village, it is actually the word "Dutang", which is surprising. It is inexplicably associated with the "Du Fu Thatched Cottage", it is really very cultural! This makes me imagine the developer of this attraction, he must be a cultural person with a lot of stories, right?

When After we entered the scenic spot, what caught our eyes was a sea of ??flowers. Different from last year, the flowers in front of me are not the purple verbena, but colorful tulips, which gather together to form a big "flower clock". Look at the red tulips burning like balls of flames, the pink ones like the red clouds on the horizon, and the golden tulips like dolls dancing ballet. Under the bright sunshine, these flowers are like a colorful dream. Plum said that the flower language of tulips is victory and beauty, and also represents eternal blessings. I think it's just right. It symbolizes the innocent friendship between me and Meizi at this time. We stood among the flowers, jumping up and down with joy like children, holding up our mobile phones and "clicking, clicking, clicking."

If women are like flowers and are only willing to "bow their heads" in front of flowers, then at this time I prefer those dark tiled white walls that are quiet in the mortal world. Just like the row of B&B villages in front. As we walked forward along the asphalt path, it seemed as if we were walking through the tunnel of time towards an ancient dreamland. The rows of horse-headed walls of Huizhou-style buildings in front of you are like standing on the screen. The dark red wooden carved window lattice and cyan glass tiles always remind people of the former residences of celebrities during the Republic of China. Especially when I saw all kinds of bonsais and flowers with unknown names planted on the iron window sills, the fairy tale town called "Kazanqi" of the Uygur people in Xinjiang appeared in front of my eyes. It is similar to "Once Upon a Slow" written by Mu Xin "They matched each other in a leisurely manner, which made me feel that it was a great pleasure to come here even if I didn't say anything. A poem I loved when I was a girl popped up in my mind: I really like this kind of dream. I know clearly that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I still feel that the grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful, as if you and I just met for the first time... This should be It is also an antique street. There are many small specialty shops on both sides of the street, including folk art workshops, painting studios, and pottery studios. Everything is full of antiquity. There are also flowers and garlic hanging under the eaves of Huaxiang Kitchen and Huaxiang Tavern. , festive with a local flavor. Rows of large wine jars are placed on both sides, which makes people feel that when visiting here, you can get drunk and then rest. At that moment, I imagined some heroic man drinking a big bowl of wine here and yelling: The river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky join the Big Dipper! At that moment, I still regretted not buying the new one. Wearing ancient costumes, in this "green bamboo alley, long secluded path", "hands as delicate as jade, playing the piano as a king", you can even hide your face and smile like Ren Yingying in "The Swordsman", don't make it clear Xiao, I am the most heartbroken in my life... Haha, I still have the spirit of an ancient chivalrous woman in my heart!

I have to say that the beauty of the "B&B" in Mulan Township lies in the word "poetic", and all the B&Bs here are It is a single-family courtyard, and each courtyard has a very beautiful name: "Nongwa", "Gengdu", "Hermitage", "Shiguang", etc. Just looking at these names will remind you of Chengdu's "Kuanzhai Alley", which is the business card of Chengdu. Unexpectedly, the negatives of old Chengdu and the living room of the new city have also come to Huangpi. At this time, in the quiet courtyard, various potted flowers were blooming, and rattan swings and hanging chairs were placed next to them, as if waiting for us to come and swing gently. Meizi simply sat on it and shook it, and I quickly took a picture of the moment when she screamed. Surprisingly, there is a vegetable patch planted in the bamboo fence next to it. All kinds of seasonal vegetables are growing happily. They must have been planted by the guests who came to visit, right? The short bamboo fence is also covered with wisteria, which seems to be In the spring breeze, I whisper in memory of my old friend.

Meizi and I stayed for a while and then slowed down and left, lest we disturb this peaceful dream.

When we walked to the "Mulan Cultural Museum", Meizi marveled that Mulan's hometown was actually in Huangpi, and she had always been regarded as a person from Yucheng, Henan. I told her that there have been endless debates about Mulan’s hometown, but it is an indisputable fact that Mulan’s ancestral home is Shuanglong Town, Yaoji, Huangpi. Otherwise, how could a tourist attraction named Mulan in Huangpi continue to be established? Speaking of the "Mulan Cultural Museum" , I have to mention the curator Mr. Ye Weizhang. I know this cultural collector who was a police officer. He spent 30 years concentrating on collecting 3,000 collections

, which filled the gap in the display and promotion of Mulan culture in my country and promoted the spirit of Mulan. Listening to the explanation of the docent Xiaocui and visiting the exhibits, I was really excited. Looking at the photo of General Mulan in red makeup and looking at the ancient loom, we couldn't help but think: chirp again chirp, Mulan is weaving at home... When I have the opportunity, I will invite "General Hua" (Director Ye's Internet name) tells every bit of his collection and the story of Mulan!

Wandering in Mulan Flower Country, my favorite scenery is always the small bridge and flowing water. I told Meizi that there was a "wood carving man" standing in the middle of the water here last year that I liked very much, but no matter how hard I looked for it that day, I couldn't find it. Could it be that I remembered the wrong place, or that the wood carving man had moved somewhere else? I'm a little regretful, but Meizi said we can take a train to look for it! Haha, there is really a "train" parked next to that wooden bridge, but the train is not the old green leather type, but a modern childhood version of the tour The car has a cute exterior decoration and is suitable for children to ride on. But the real "railway" on the ground gave us the urge to sit on it. It is said that you can visit the entire scenic spot in 25 minutes. Why don’t we just “sit on a horse and view the flowers”? The word “train” seems to be “slow” in my eyes at this moment, because I think of riding the green leather train there when I was a girl. The scene of working in the coastal city of Xiamen. The sound of "bang bang, bang bang" was like a heavy sigh, carrying so many romantic and bitter dreams in my girlhood. In that city with the sea, I used to be like a free man. The fish swam happily, and I also encountered a typhoon that was once in a century. I also experienced the hopelessness and despair of finding a job. In the most difficult time, it was Meizi who extended a helping hand to help me. I got through those difficult days safely. I wrote an article last year, "Xiamen's Boiled Live Fish Hidden in Memory," which recorded every bit of our past. On the train, I once again mentioned those warm years and so many past events to her. As soon as it came to my mind, I held her hand tightly and told her that the biggest gain in Xiamen was getting to know her. With her, my life is really rich! Meizi smiled emotionally and said that I also like Wuhan! Thinking of it Hubei will think of you, and thinking of Wuhan will make you very kind! Because you live here! One day when you get rich and come to Changsha to buy a house, we can stay together again? Or one day we go to Xiamen to eat boiled live fish together? Our literary friends from the past were invited to reminisce together?... At this moment, how many beautiful scenery of Magnolia Flower Country flew by in front of us? We did not appreciate it seriously, because the past is the most beautiful scenery, and we were among them, and we were unwilling to "wake up" for a long time. "Come"... The train makes us feel sweet sadness; the train makes us find our youthful years like water! What is gratifying is that now we both have a happy destination and have found the rest of our souls in our respective hometowns. Point, just like when we look back at the past with feelings, the sadness on our faces is also so bright! Many times, having the capital of nostalgia is a kind of happiness!

Forgive me at this moment, no I use more words to describe the left bank of Paris in the land of magnolias, Van Gogh’s impressions, and rainbow flower fields, but I don’t have time to describe the wonder of the bird forest. In my eyes, it is a world of flowers and a paradise for birds everywhere, and it is also a paradise in my heart. poetry and distance. Good scenery always makes people have a long aftertaste. It is better to save more beauty for next time to enjoy it! I am interested in coming to Mulan

Huaxiang for the second time, which means there are more scenery behind. Waiting for me to come for the third or fourth time... It's like being on the train and not finding the "wooden carving man" standing in the middle of the water. How could I be willing to do so?

Mulan Flower Township, Lower I will come again next time!

Passing through your alluring time, I will pursue your poetry and my distance!