Keep the warmth in your heart —— Meet a Millennium-old village where the legendary Houyi shoots the sun.

In the warm sunshine, I stood on an ancient stone bridge and looked out over the railing. On both sides of the river, white walls were covered with tiles, and willows were in harmony. A picture of spring in Jiangnan water town slowly unfolded before my eyes.

under the bridge is a clear river, with waves and bright water. The dried vegetables made by the villagers are dried in the bamboo plaque on the bridge fence, and the air smells special salty.

The ancient bridge I am in is called Baoxu Bridge, which is located at the entrance of Shooting Village, linghu town, Nanxun District, Huzhou City. It was built in the fourth year of Song Xuanhe (1122) and was named after crossing Baoxi.

Baoxu Bridge is a Liang Shi Bridge structure with beautiful radian and extraordinary bearing. Although it has been rebuilt many times, it still retains the charm of the Song Dynasty.

more than 4 minutes ago, we drove from Huzhou, went south along Hushan Avenue, passed through Xiaang, and then turned two corners. Then we came to this ancient village called "Shooting".

Shooting in the village is a village with ancient myths. The Qing Dynasty's "Gui 'an County Chronicle" contains: "The old market was shot in Nakamura City", which is a legendary place that was shot nine days later, hence the name Shot in Nakamura.

After all, it's a myth and legend, so it's impossible to verify it. However, Shooting Village is really a thousand-year-old village. As early as the Song Dynasty, shooting villagers used the local Baoxi River to make wine and became one of the seven wineries in Lin 'an County.

Shooting village is rich in historical remains, and there are many ancient bridges. Local folk proverbs include "one bridge in one mile, two bridges in three steps" and "ten bridges and ten temples".

Walking around the ancient village, the pattern of the ancient village is still there, and granite slabs are still on the ground of many alleys. Unfortunately, there are few old houses left, most of which have been rebuilt, and they have no taste of time.

However, it is gratifying that most of the ancient bridges in the village have been well preserved. Apart from Baoxu Bridge, there are Changshou Bridge, which was built in Song Dynasty, Qingyuan Bridge, which was rebuilt in Jiaqing period, and baodai bridge, which was rebuilt in Daoguang period.

I walked slowly past the old stone slabs, surrounded by green vines, and carefully studied the unique patterns and marks engraved on the stone bridges in the Song Dynasty. After thousands of years, I felt the vicissitudes of life, as if I heard the footsteps of the years.

The round barrel-shaped old granaries scattered in the village have survived the baptism of wind, frost, rain and snow, and they look full of time from a distance. Against the backdrop of golden rape blossoms, it seems like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes, standing silently in the passing time.

An elderly grandmother told me that these old granaries were left over from the 196s, and were built by village collectives in those years to store grain specially.

Red slogans such as "Prepare grain for famine" and "Dig deep holes and accumulate grain widely" are particularly conspicuous on the snow-white wall, just like the memories and feelings left by the burning years of passion.

In the fields, villagers who occasionally work are all elderly people. They are hardworking, simple, hard-working and stick to their homes in their ancestral homeland.

every handful of soil in the field is their spiritual sustenance, and every seed sown is their hope.

As time goes by, big waves wash the sand. Although their bodies are no longer tall and straight, and their temples are gray, they once had their own times.

When the sun sets, when I leave the ancient village, smoke rises from the farmhouse, and the air is filled with the smell of food, which is quiet and comfortable, just like the villagers' way of living in peace with the world.

Although there is no neon flashing in the city, there is a bean light from the window, which is a ray of warmth for the family members who come home late.