It was also the Qingming Festival holiday. During the epidemic, they were quarantined at home for a long time. A heart eager to travel could not help but move. Their body did not move for a long time, as if they were sick and lifeless. Every time this happens, I know that I "owe" the trip.

When my home is thinking about where to go and is at a loss, my home is Gao You's college friend Xiao Gu and I talked on the phone, and I immediately responded to Xiao Gu's invitation and went to Gaoyou.
Gaoyou City is In the county-level cities under the jurisdiction of Yangzhou, they had no chance to visit Gaoyou when they went to Yangzhou several times before. It happened that Xiao Gu's cousin was driving home the next morning to carry a memorial service, so he offered to take a ride to Gaoyou to meet Xiao Gu. After driving for three hours, I finally arrived at the downstairs of Xiaogu House in Gaoyou City. Perhaps due to the cultural differences between the north and the south, the Qingming Festival here is more important than the north.

After a "long" wait for an hour, I finally met Xiao Gu, whom I hadn't seen for nearly 10 months. The friendship accumulated during our college years made us feel particularly cordial when we met again, just as we were joking and funny on a university campus. Then Xiao Gu rode his little electric donkey and took me to taste the local food. Let alone, I was already hungry.

Chatting and reminiscing about old times by Gaoyou Lake, recalling people and events in the past, I can't help but feel a little sad. Haha, I am always good at stopping this sadness here.

I'm on my way
Looking for Gaoyou's fireworks


Line 2020 is on the streets of Gaoyou

Lao Wang once said

People need fireworks to live

§ Before leaving Gaoyou, I also learned to be like thomas in Taiwan, set a theme for my travel, rely on the knowledge or situation I had learned before to visit on the spot, and then respond to it. This process was very happy, and everyone who understood it. Understand.

In fact, when it comes to Gaoyou, anyone who has known about it knows the famous writer Wang Zengqi and salted duck eggs. Wang Lao is a person who loves to eat and knows how to eat in the literary world. He describes the taste of delicious food,"Looking at raw chickens and ducks, fresh melons and vegetables, red peppers, the hustle and bustle," the words are vivid as if the picture is in front of you. In his essay "Five Flavors", he said that Shanxi people love to be jealous and eat pickled cabbage. He even wrote that how much the pickled cabbage jar represents the financial resources of old Shanxi people and is an important reference standard for getting married. It instantly made me feel that writing these words is how cute the person is.

While traveling in Gaoyou, I once talked to Teacher Ma about Wang Zengqi. March 5 is his 100th birthday. Wang Lao said that people need fireworks to live, so this trip was about looking for the fireworks he wrote.
Be willful

I still like to act alone. After chatting by the lake, I declined the invitation to be a guest at Xiao Gu's home and embarked on this purposeful journey myself.

On Beimen Street, I looked at a row of old houses on the roadside. They were arranged in a neat manner and were actually a little messy on the ground. It was a row of neat old houses that showed the arrangement, but the state at the entrance of each house was different, so it looked messy. The clothes pulled on the telephone pole were in the same frame as the cars passing by from time to time, but there seemed to be no sense of inconsistency. Fortunately, sunny days brought a sunset, and the dusk was the gentlest. The light at that time and at sunrise was the softest, and there was an inexplicable feeling. I stood there, carrying my bag, and waited for more than ten minutes. When the sun completely went down, the people around me walked by from time to time. I was not influenced by them. They also did their own things and completely ignored me. These ten minutes made me truly aware of happiness.

During the rush on Beimen Street, I really didn't deeply find the "fireworks", so I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Even the idea of telling Teacher Ma that I would visit Wang Zengqi's former residence before leaving was destroyed by the time I arrived. It was still too late. The locals told me that his former residence was demolished and rebuilt in early December last year. I couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but in just ten seconds, I suddenly received a phone call from my second brother, calling me to return to Nanjing the next day. On the third day of the holiday, I went to visit a friend's house. I readily agreed and simply stayed in Gaoyou for one night, preparing to return to Nanjing the next afternoon.

2020 Nanmen Street

Youbeimen Street

Naturally, there is Nanmen Street

here

I found

The next day, I slept until I woke up naturally, went downstairs to eat the breakfast prepared by the hotel, and started a new journey of search with satisfaction. I came first Yucheng Posthouse visited the Chinese Philatelic Museum (I would like to add here that the origin of the city's name Gaoyou is related to the post station and stamp collection. I don't know much and won't elaborate on it here.)

After walking Yucheng Posthouse, we entered Nanmen Street. What came to our faces was the atmosphere of market life. Perhaps due to the impact of the epidemic, not many people went out. But in contrast, I think Nanmen Street is more tasteful. Maybe there are more old shops open on both sides of the path, and the atmosphere of life will be stronger!

Walking along the narrow street, I saw old people playing chess gathered in a group. The old people spoke loudly as if they were arguing about something, but they listened quietly but they were not, but they were all very harmonious, an orderly harmony. This may be their way of life.

I saw the old man collecting garbage on the street and the aunt who was making a fire for a coal stove. I instantly remembered the scenes of living in the countryside when I was a child. These childhood memories are buried in the time scale and need some similar scenes to wake it up. Wake up, this is my own fireworks.

Seeing those old people sitting quietly in front of their homes, enjoying the sun, I couldn't understand why they were like this. I have seen them many times in many places. They observed and felt the world in their own quiet way. world. Sometimes I wonder, what are they thinking about while sitting quietly like this? When I think about this age, I may have some new answers.

Tired and hungry from walking, I suddenly saw Yangchun noodles from an authentic time-honored brand. Gaoyou is the most authentic place to eat Yangchun noodles. The price of 3.5 yuan makes people want to cry. Only this kind of fly restaurant hidden deep in the market can represent the soul of a local cuisine. A bowl of noodles and a bowl of tea. After eating the noodles, there are still some shallot wandering in the soup. After taking a bite, I don't know how much I can swallow the "green elf", and I instantly feel that my life is complete.

After eating the noodles, continue to move forward. In this small town in Jiangnan, if you walk a few steps, you can see this kind of pavilions and pavilions with Jiangnan characteristics. The smoke from the kitchen has its trajectory rising into the sky. The landlady who sells the fish has her fixed action of loading fish to the guests. Every shout of the middle-aged uncle is similar. At this moment, I think I slowly realized the fireworks that Mr. Wang Zengqi mentioned. I can sit here quietly for an afternoon without being disturbed by anyone. Every house or pedestrian I pass by seems to be everyone. Everyone has their own busy things, and I seem a little out of place walking on the street with my backpack. However, for a tourist, being ignored by the locals is a great psychological comfort, so happiness comes.

I have walked Nanmen Street twice repeatedly. One of the reasons why I love traveling alone is that I can walk the same road twice without asking for other people's opinions, and I don't need to care about other people's feelings, let alone answer others. Why do I have to walk it twice? I do whatever I want, and do whatever I want. Life lies in a sense of experience.

This is Gaoyou's fireworks

Travel in Gaoyou

PostScript

I have written these words since I came back from Gaoyou. When I picked up the pen, I felt that I had no ink in my heart and couldn't write words that quoted classics and translated into chapters like Teacher Ma did. Maybe I should buy some of Lao Wang's books and read them again, maybe I should live on the streets of Gaoyou for a while... Because some people have said that it is not enough to talk about life without reading Mr. Wang Zengqi, and there is no way to write without personal experience, let alone write good words. His words, his optimism and open-mindedness, and his exploration of delicious food are all worth our careful consideration. In a day or two, what we see is limited, and the feelings should be progressive. Let us go and search for many of the remaining stories.

「The fireworks in the world soothe the hearts of ordinary people.
Cook life quietly and slowly with an original intention. 」