Seeing Anhui for the first time —— My trip to Huizhou

Speaking of traveling, I am both excited and worried.

Excited, because you can change the environment, see the scenery and change your mood; The worry is that the homogenization of scenic spots is too serious, and commercial operations are full of money. There is a feeling of not regretting, and I regret it even more when I go.

The trip to Huizhou is my first time to an ancient village. When I visited a well-preserved Huizhou architecture, enjoyed the picturesque scenery, felt the rich and simple folk customs, tasted the local specialties, and indulged in the quiet and leisurely slow life, my entanglement in travel gradually decreased.

Personal experience, lower expectations, Huizhou trip brought me a lot of unexpected beauty.

Huizhou is an ancient regional name of Anhui, which is now divided into six counties. My destination this time is Yixian, which has many ancient villages. Hongcun, Xidi, Nanping and Tachuan are all distinctive villages. These villages have their own beauty, but they all have the same simplicity, slow pace and quietness.

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Simple folk customs are my first impression of Huizhou.

When I arrived in Xidian Su Min, as soon as I put down my luggage, the hostess brought me her own hot meat jiaozi. My husband and I don't like jiaozi, but we were hungry, so we tried to eat it. However, we found that this jiaozi with minced meat tastes completely different from what we ate before. The glutinous rice with distinct grains was tightly wrapped in a large piece of fat and thin bacon and bit down. In the soft glutinous gluten, the salty taste of bacon and the unique fragrance of glutinous rice make people want to eat another bite before swallowing.

It's really the first time to eat such delicious minced meat, jiaozi. My husband and I publicly praised the hostess for the delicious jiaozi she packed. She also smiled and was surprised at our evaluation.

On the last day, when we were leaving, the hostess sent us a small bag of zongzi, saying that we liked it, so she took a few and kept them for us to eat on the way. Unexpectedly, she remembered what we said casually at that time.

Of course, there is more than one simple person. When we drove to Hongcun from the west, the proprietress of Hongcun stayed at the entrance of the village early and asked the clerk in the store to help us transport our luggage back with a small battery car. She also apologized to us that the big battery car was charging, otherwise it would be sent directly to the store with luggage.

When I arrived at my residence, I found that the room was relatively small, so I nagged the proprietress that living there would be very wronged. She looked at other rooms available and immediately upgraded to a room for free. The environment and size are much better than before, and the price is at least twice as high. You know, this is the first time in my life that I upgraded to a room for free.

When I left, the proprietress also gave me two accompanying gifts, a big bag of special Huangshan sesame seed cake and golden silk tribute chrysanthemum.

My first thought at that time was that it wouldn't taste good if I gave it away for free, so I planned to try Huangshan sesame seed cake first, and throw it away if it didn't taste good. As a result, I was slapped in the face, and I found that the one I bought was terrible.

My husband said that when I first came here, when I saw these people being so enthusiastic about us, I always felt that they were up to something and wanted to cheat us. As a result, I found that after staying in the city for a long time, I was always wary of others and felt that strangers were too enthusiastic and were liars.

When I meet these people, I find myself thinking too much. They also need to make money, but they prefer to make tourists more comfortable and happy.

A slow pace

In the tourism development of ancient villages in Huizhou, many villagers used their homes to open homestays and some small shops, while some villagers still maintained their original farming livelihood.

There are no hurried steps, no nonstop phone calls, no worries about traffic jams and traffic jams. The villagers walked slowly on the stone road, hands behind their backs, and saw people they knew stop to say hello.

The owners of coffee shops and grocery stores are in no hurry to let you buy things. When the guests come, just find your own seat or have a look around. They leisurely turn over the books, or stare blankly in the sun. Call him when you need him, and come with a smile at once.

I remember I found a restaurant with a good reputation in Xidi. When I went in, I found it was full. When I was sitting in the waiting area, I found that a dish would take more than ten minutes. It will take at least half an hour if all the talents serve.

This restaurant has a small capacity, about ten tables. If it was in the city, it is estimated that it would have been loudly reprimanded and urged to serve.

Here, tourists seem to slow down, and no one urges the boss to hurry up. Everyone relaxed in their seats, chatted happily in a low voice, ate first when they came up, and then put down their chopsticks to continue chatting and wait for the next dish.

In this way, chat slowly, taste the dishes slowly, and feel the present slowly.

Quiet life

Some ancient villages in Huizhou are hidden in large fields of crops, with endless green mountains and white clouds behind them. I was surprised when I first saw them. It turns out that the ancients didn't lie. It was really "someone in the depths of white clouds". There are stone roads in the village, no cars coming in and out, no whistle and whistle, and it is much quieter.

Walking on the bluestone road, you can hear your own footsteps; Looking at the sky from the courtyard, I saw white clouds slowly stretching; Soak a cup of locally rich monkey kui, and you can hear the sound of tea stretching in the water; Even walking along the south lake of Hongcun, where there are many tourists, watching groups of students from the Academy of Fine Arts sit by the lake and sketch, I can't bear to disturb them by talking loudly. They just watched quietly, listening to the wind blowing through their ears and watching the sun shine on the lake.

In Xidi, shops close early, few shops are still open at eight o'clock in the evening, and tourists and villagers on the road have become sparse.

Red lanterns lit by every household are embedded in antique white walls and black tiles, which are quiet and simple. Without entertainment, we went back to the hotel early, washed, opened a book and swam in the sea of books.

At eleven o'clock, you will clearly hear the knocking from far and near. This is a tradition that Xidi has always preserved. Every night at eleven o'clock, someone knocks gongs to remind the villagers to close the doors and windows and rest. There are no cars whizzing by, no chaotic square dances, no restless discos, only the silence of embracing the night.

The short four-day holiday passed quickly. When the car started, I said goodbye to the old white walls and black tiles behind me. I was a little reluctant, and suddenly thought of a sentence-if I first met Anhui.

The first time I saw Anhui, it was the picturesque scenery that made me addicted; It was the simple folk customs that moved me; It's the slow pace that relaxes me; It is the quiet country life that makes me want to stay.

I think that the beauty left by Huizhou may be the life I have been longing for in my heart, ignoring the troubles of the world and only looking at the clouds.