Travel notes of Luoyi ancient city

In fact, when talking about this place at first, Bian Xiao only thought that this place must be a place with ancient flavor. Later, I learned that this place is in Luoyang, which is an interesting place.

The ancient city of Luoyi has been open for a long time. It came in late summer when the breeze was blowing, but it was too crowded to get in. There happened to be an award-winning composition today. There is an award ceremony here in Lide Garden. After a little visit, I have no desire. The gatehouse of the ancient city of Luoyi is tall and magnificent. As soon as you enter the door, it is the Wenfeng Pagoda in the Song Dynasty. Monuments can still be found, the ancient style is still the same, and there are antique streets all around.

Walking under the bridge, an awning boat was moored under the bridge, ready to return. The lotus in the pool is in full bloom and shines brightly in it. Just like a small bridge flowing south of the Yangtze River, people suddenly returned to Suzhou and Hangzhou. Here, it seems that it is not a cold face in winter, and I want to shake the squeaky paddle and return to the other side of youth. Running water, time is silent, lead an honest and clean life, and cross the river together. This is another wasted year. The bridge seems to be a heart lock, tied with a heart. Whose heart is bound and whose dust is bound?

Just like this shop,' meeting by chance' is so natural and casual, or you meet a person, a shop, a distant mountain, a Wei Yun, a Shan Yu and an oil-paper umbrella, but with a smile and a low eyebrow, you know the meaning. You are already leaning against the railing alone, trying to say something, and you are already drunk. So far and so close, many people, familiar and unfamiliar, are kind. Throwing olives is touching, time and space are chaotic, and warmth has changed the world.

In the past, the mirror of Luoyi government hung high. How many people have avenged themselves, how many neighbors have grudges, and how many disputes are entangled, all of which stand on the heads of these three classes. In this terrible impact, the gavel ended with a bang. Most people generally avoid coming here. Don't come in without money, there are few Bao Qingtian in the world. This is a history of blood and tears, and it is also a portrayal of unwillingness to go to court.

In the shops facing the street, red lanterns are hung high, and the whole street is quiet, just turning around here. This antique shop, with a faint smell of fireworks, is a bit like the ancient city of Phoenix. It's just that there is no incense now, and there are fewer people in the morning market. Walking on an empty old street makes people feel a little philosophical. They can think, be refined and forget their troubles. It seems that he has become a person who only cares about scenery and doesn't ask about human youth.

This is an archery range. Whether civilian or military. If a horse takes one step, it needs to take a hundred steps to get ahead, but it is a good exercise. If an arrow turns into a bow, it can make great achievements in the world, which is also envy; It is also good to build a stable country without using swords and shadows, and the situation has changed; I only hope that the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe. It's just a way to exorcise evil spirits and have fun.

Open flower umbrellas, such as cute smiling faces, are bright and bright, with red ropes and dazzling lines, but this is the bathroom. Gentlemen always play cards out of common sense in unexpected places. In the street here, there are wine shops, tobacco shops, snacks, and cheerful women in ancient costumes and cloaks. I think thousands of years ago, thousands of people were prosperous, and singing for fun was the most prosperous place.

A wooden car stopped quietly in front of the door. I don't know whether to pull goods or bring people. In ancient times, it should be very important and carry too much. This wheel is also the annual ring, the footsteps. Measure how many historical tracks have been crushed by the long road. How many people have experienced and how many landscapes have wandered. History, the world, how can it be clear in one sentence?

This is a hurried morning trip, facing the cold wind and basking in the faint sun, but this thick ancient style and faint ancient rhyme have floated to the eyes and settled in my heart.