Xijiang, thousands of Miao villages meet the most beautiful Xinghai.

I have never seen the starry sky again!

So close, so close, as if at your fingertips, the scene is in front of you, as if you were in front of you.

Looking down at the starry sky, I feel that I am sitting on the clouds without touching any dust.

One,

The Spring Festival is in full swing. From Guangxi to southeast Guizhou, bid farewell to Zhenyuan to Xijiang. Walking into the "Thousand Miao Villages", which is known as the first village in the world, I saw a very domineering slogan when I first arrived in Ximenmei, Xijiang: "If you don't reach Xijiang, you will come to Guizhou for nothing."

Guizhou is rich and heavy. Speaking of Guizhou, it reminds us of Miaojiang, a nation that cultivates itself, eats itself, weaves itself and wears itself, and has rich and splendid material culture.

I seldom go deep into the mountains in the hinterland. The unknown is fear and awe, pure and simple. This mysterious color has a long history.

For exploration, I absolutely have no explorer's tough will and perseverance, and I am timid and curious. I can't explore in the dangerous jungle and the Sahara desert like Sanmao, which can only be my extravagant hope.

Strange girl, like Sanmao, is inclined to go to Hushan, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, regardless of danger or thorns. Always do everything possible to achieve your goal before giving up, and no one can stop you.

Guizhou is a representative of mystery, evil, barbarism and magic, but these magical ghosts love and hate each other. Love it magical and weird, hate it vicious and insidious.

According to legend, in scenic spots, it is popular to practice the law and be good at cultivating the mother. But people who are poisoned by the law can only find the way to crack it if they find the law or branch, otherwise they will die. These are all rumors, but the world itself has many magical and unexplained things.

Finally, this magnificent gate stands high on the top of the mountain. Now I look up to you, and everything has passed the dust and anxiety on the road.

Even from the cold wind in the early morning, driving on the winding mountain road, the dense tunnels are one after another. Although it is a high speed, the speed is not high.

Second,

The "No.1 Miao Village in the World" of Qianhu Miao Village comes from the high purity and high density of its aborigines.

A group of three of us, carrying luggage, crossed the gate house of Miao village and crossed the street. The air is filled with the aroma of food, and all kinds of snacks are either facing the street or entering the hall. The most amazing thing is "bacon", which can be seen almost everywhere or hung on the wall, and it is black and red, which makes people have the impulse to buy.

There are a constant stream of tourists here, which is just the opposite of Zhenyuan. One is that everyone lives in seclusion, and the other is that many people look up.

At the end of the street is the ticket gate into the village. You can take the sightseeing bus, but there is a long queue. It will be uncomfortable to continue queuing. Finally, we chartered separately and chose a privately operated vehicle in the village to enter.

All the way downhill, from the top to the bottom, the abyss is on the left and the mountain is on the right. It's very convenient to stay in the "Flower Encounter" inn booked in advance when you arrive at the heart of the house.

Go out and meet good people, and then meet a warm and thoughtful boss. When the master of the private car sent us to the inn, the local master didn't know the specific location of the inn.

When I called my boss again, I said, "Boss, we haven't seen your inn for a long time. I don't know how to get there?"

"You stay where you are. I'll be right there. " A word of peace of mind soothes the dust.

After a while, the boss appeared from the path, introduced himself and showed us the way with the heaviest suitcase in our hands.

The eaves and alleys, the fields and vegetable fields, and the drizzle falling in the sky are not only stunned, but also a little flustered. What about the appointed inn? How like leaving a farmhouse!

Fortunately, it's not far. Go directly to the guest room on the third floor after check-in. Unique and neat, the whole room is pure wood, so it is a mountain city.

Open the curtains, the whole wall is French windows, I just look at the surrounding scenery. The world is like a paradise.

The whole diaojiao building at the bottom of the valley is the heart of Miao village. It seems that a Miao village is clearly a small town. It turns out that I live in semi-Shan Ye, just opposite the picture scroll.

If the Riverside Scene on Qingming Festival can only be a good painting, now it is a living "Riverside Scene on Qingming Festival" in front of me, it is different. This is a picture of Miao culture.

From a distance, I don't know that the diaojiao building is built on the mountain, and some are newly built, but it is still pure wood structure. Only this one, the only old building, is a brick yellow wall. Yellow is the faint old yellow, like yellow leaves in autumn.

Xiaoyanglou has become a unique existence. The whole external wall is spread out in a semi-arc fan shape, the tile top is in a ladder diagram, and the ridge of the beam is carved, but it is not clear. Connect five small buildings, two on the left with two floors and three floors, and two on the right with five floors in the middle with two floors and three floors. The annex buildings on both sides support the main building, and the window lattice of the main building is composed of white prismatic flowers, like a white knitted prismatic tablecloth with five pieces on each floor, which is even more unique.

Third,

As soon as I think of an empty stomach, I rush to fill my stomach, thinking that it is also the most extravagant enjoyment to sit quietly and drink tea after I come back.

An endless stream of people, colorful food, do not want to be attracted by the parade after a light meal.

The crowd got closer and closer. It turned out to be a performance of the wedding ceremony. Suddenly I heard the sound of suona, Lusheng and Xiao. I followed the source of music and saw a group of men and women dressed in exquisite clothes solemnly appearing in my sight.

The team is coming in my direction, and in front of the team is music. While playing unique Miao songs, they walked in front of the team in an orderly way, followed by men and women, mostly middle-aged women.

Miao women love flowers, colors and silver ornaments. Pink, red and purple flowers are blooming on their high hair temples, and they are dressed beautifully and enthusiastically.

Miao costumes are totems or stories. In addition to Hanfu, they also wear dozens of pounds of silver ornaments, and every step will make wonderful music. This is probably the wedding dress and accumulated dowry that parents have built for themselves since birth.

A set of silver ornaments weighs at least twenty or thirty Jin, just like an old saying of Miao people: "No silver, no flowers, no women, no clothes, no silver and no clothes." This is just a country that values beauty and wealth.

People can't live alone. Works are their own souls.

The married team came to a round stage, and I watched the team form a circle. Slowly, many tourists joined in and danced around.

I simply went to Rome, let the local customs participate in it, and felt a lively atmosphere, as if I wanted to open a shackle on myself.

The activity is drawing to a close and the tourists have been evacuated. I walked alone with the crowd through crowded streets, all kinds of tourists and dazzling shops. I walked aimlessly and was bored.

Walking into the museum, every district is crowded with people. After the banquet culture area, belief culture area, medical culture area, silverware culture area, embroidery culture area, carpenter culture area ... these are the traditional crafts and ceremonies of Miao culture.

Long table banquet is the highest etiquette for Miao people to receive guests, and silversmith carpenter is one of the most soul craftsmen of Miao people.

They have a workshop with hammers as pens and silver as paper. They turned beautiful birds and beasts into totem elements of religious belief, recorded them in costumes, jewelry and utensils, recorded historical evolution and displayed Miao culture.

For example, the most representative "Long Sun Silversmith", who is not the inheritor of intangible heritage, is better than intangible heritage. Every work of Teacher Long is a story. Every work is like "being alive", and you can talk to it.

But for Mr. Long, Mr. Long doesn't like the title of "non-legacy" very much, and even has a feeling of hatred. Teacher Long said: "Many people have a false name and don't really focus on inheritance. In addition to fame and fortune, they are not worried about the loss of skills and culture! "

Anyone who knows Mr. Long knows that Mr. Long is the most traditional craftsman who keeps the bottom line. Because of his persistence in tradition, his hand painting has become a unique skill. From beginning to end, silver is used to make hair, and students who come to experience and study are in an endless stream.

Besides being silversmiths, Miao people are also great craftsmen. Every house is hand-made, and the frame of the whole house is connected with tenons and mortises, without a nail. I was surprised to see that every carpenter's workmanship was excellent, and every house was elegant and aura.

Out of the exhibition hall, there are people in the street, and it is four o'clock in the afternoon. In the early spring evening, it is even colder because of the mountains.

I packed my down jacket and walked at will. I wandered around the long street from the north gate to the west gate for over an hour. I'm a little tired and I don't care about these handicrafts. Passing by several tea shops, they are just passing by, afraid to enter the store to try tea. Going out, too much advice has long been in my heart.

I stopped and bought a hand-painted map of thousands of Miao villages and a set of famous postcards. I always like to choose one or two of these small, inexpensive and meaningful things as souvenirs and memories.

Walking, I went astray and entered the pavilion in a daze, and there were fewer lively weavers; It is quieter, more elegant, and more importantly, the fragrance of tea lingers.

Fourth,

Pavilion-style single coffee table, in terms of form, seems to charge for tea by soaking, thinking it should be within my acceptable range.

"Hello, can I try your tea? I like to buy it after drinking it, ok? "

"Of course." Just listening to the soft voice, a woman wearing a smoky blue cotton and linen nightgown is coming leisurely.

With such a simple prologue, I never thought that I would meet a bosom friend in this line. In the end, I drank a lot of good tea for free, and I still received her own tea when I came back.

Her name is "Ji Mei", which inherits the traditional "auspicious" and beautiful "beauty".

After the United States, Miao women, this mountain, this water, this aura girl, has a book fragrance, a tea fragrance, a craftsman fragrance, and more aura. All the classical beauty is left in this yard where she is also, and there is nowhere to hide.

In the busy scenic spot, I strayed into that corner. I never thought I would meet such a quiet and beautiful scenery.

Just like a passage: "Between people, if the soul can't vibrate, if the frequency is out of sync, it will only be a shallow encounter, and eventually it will become a stranger and forget each other in the rivers and lakes. And those people with the same breath and similar souls will one day meet under the same sky, even if Qian Shan is thousands of miles apart. "

The open-air courtyard is a little cold, the mountain breeze is slow, and the coffee table is just under the old tree. Drinking tea in the cold wind like a knife to see the scattered yellow leaves left by dead trees, the cold in early spring is far better than the cold in late winter, I wonder when spring will come in the mountain city and when the wind will blow new green.

You bring a bubble of black tea and smell the sweetness. You make tea for me, and I quietly watch the way you make tea and the color of the tea soup. There are two entrances to wake up tea, and each tea soup is extremely beautiful and sweet, which is the unique attribute of black tea and the place that distinguishes it from other black teas.

You are very busy, and there is a table of guests besides me. After three courses of tea soup, you get up and help the guests at the next table make tea. Occasionally, I watch you talk to the guests while making tea, probably to introduce your products.

This yard is round, and there are five or six shops around it. The first two stores are yours. A tie-dyed embroidery clothing store and a silverware store. Next to people of your own kind. I don't know if the markets are closed because of the Spring Festival.

When you sit down apologetically again, while pouring boiling water into the teacup, you say, "During the Spring Festival, all the partners and shop assistants went back to their hometown for the New Year, and they were a little busy."

When you mixed a new tea soup with the remaining tea soup in fair mug, I said, "I like to drink together, but I don't like to mix together, so I can't drink every change of tea soup."

We seem to have found the same topic, and the topic began to revolve around the types of tea. I just take the initiative to make tea, and it's even harder for you. We began to try a lot of tea, and Jimei took out a few tea samples left over from the store last spring. Because I know a little about drinking tea, it is nothing in front of you. I can only say that I am lucky to get such treatment.

"This silver ball tea is the nameless tea of last spring, with only a few bubbles left. The taste is still good, that is, the package opened earlier is not as fresh as it was last year. "

"This kind of fine black tea, tea tree is a tea base variety in Fujian, with its own blue fragrance ..."

"In fact, I did this because the government has a quota to arrange for us to go to training. The teacher is from Xi, and I study in Xi. "

"I have also been to Wuyishan School, transplanted tea seeds there and planted more than ten acres."

"I have been trapped in this for more than ten years, from when I was a student to when I took students."

Listen to your past, make your tea, feel it carefully and taste every different tea fragrance.

While you were sharing in detail, there were tourists sitting in my teahouse. He thinks I'm the shopkeeper, and I'm willing to make a deal for the time being. Unexpectedly, I successfully sold you a pack of green tea.

Night soon fell, the noise still lingered, and neon lights lit up everywhere. It was the beginning of the year, and the family was reunited. You have to go abroad to go home, so I have to say goodbye reluctantly. I know I'm going to say goodbye tonight, so I'm afraid I can only contact online in the future.

Fate, sometimes it is so magical that two seemingly unrelated people will meet and get to know each other and sit together for tea. This is the magnetic field of like attraction.

The hard road ahead, I hope you will become a tea that does not recognize fireworks in the fireworks world. Where to cook a pot of tea to see the sea of clouds, see the peaches and plums you planted blossom everywhere. May you be full of peaches and plums, and live up to spring and tea fragrance.

Beauty has nothing to do with appearance and age. Where there is tea, there is tea fragrance, and where there is a book, there is a book fragrance. No matter where you are, where you suddenly become a landscape, you are so beautiful when you drink tea, amazing years!

In "The Great Craftsman", Huang Qiao said: "Craftsmen are either far away from the noisy city or hidden in the city. They have the most stable hands and the most expressive heart, and they only concentrate on doing one thing in their lives. They inherit not only the craftsman spirit, but also a craftsman spirit and a way of life. "

Five,

The night soon opened the curtain of darkness, and all the neon lights around it lit up, making the night still young, grand and prosperous.

The cold wind at night blows on my face and lingers in the dim light. The quaint and elegant wind and rain bridge has stood for thousands of years, and its columns depict the traces touched by thousands of people in Qian Qian, which together form this smooth texture, a paddle that will only be presented after years of baptism.

I hurried back to the inn, my little brother was playing with his mobile phone on the bed, and my sister was sitting in front of the French window. I followed her line of sight, and the sight in front of me made me dumbfounded.

Bright starry sky, a starry sea that seems within reach. Beauty can't be more beautiful; Crystal clear, crystal clear, crystal clear. How do they blend in with nature?

My sister's words floated leisurely: "The scene in front of me is that many people came to Wan Li from thousands of miles away to see the most beautiful scene."

Sister, such a beautiful scenery, why not make tea as wine!

"Of course!"

The room is equipped with a small long table and two small benches. The store carefully designed the scene for each customer. The wine table is a coffee table, just right. I took out the simple tea set I had with me. Tap water is also mountain spring water drawn from the mountains. The existing simple and generous.

In this room, as boiling water is poured into the bowl, the fragrance of tea permeates the air. This scene, this tea, makes people intoxicated. Who says tea is not as good as wine? There is just no scene suitable for drunkenness. At this moment, tea makes me intoxicated!

Just like the beautiful scenery in front of you, you seem to be in front of me. I can feel it from a distance, and you are already in front of me without standing on tiptoe.

You are the overlord in ancient times, you are the ancestor of Jiuli, and the Miao people are your descendants ... You know, after you fell in the battle of Zhuolu, you Jiuli people migrated from the Central Plains to the south.

Now I stand on this land, watching your last pulse and thinking about you in ancient times; Is there peace in the soul?

I am stupid, my sister laughs at me for being stupid, and people are really in front of you. You are really drunk!

The scene is beautiful, and the rich night around it devours this piece of Xinghai like a talon. This is the best time to indulge your thoughts and let them spread and blossom.

In the middle of the night, I lay in bed watching the stars fall asleep. I looked at the starry sky in the soft white duvet and rubbed it and fell asleep.