Once I met the river, I lost my life. From then on, fireworks filled the world.
After leaving Tibet, Xun Wen flew straight to the famous Land of Abundance, Chuan Du.
The Shu Annals said that this place was fertile for thousands of miles." Floods and droughts come from people. They do not know famine. There are no famine years. The world calls it the Heavenly Palace.”
Most of the people in Chuandu today were immigrants who had moved in since the end of the Ming Dynasty. They brought their different dialect customs and blended in this tolerant city. They nourished each other with diverse nutrients and interweaved the cheerful tone of the city. They lived a rich and lively life.
Therefore, Chuan Du was the most lively and lively place. It was the most suitable place to let loose, eat, drink, and have fun.
Xun Wen had been very interested in Chuan Du in his previous life, not only because of its rich history and culture, but also because of its " eating, drinking, and having fun."
Speaking of food, Chuandu Hotpot was naturally famous at home and abroad, but it actually had many other delicious snacks, such as Maocai, Lianggao, Ciba, Bingfen, Tianshuimian, Bowo Chicken, Laoma Hoof Flower, Wolf Tooth Potato
Within a week, I can make you eat different meals.
Xun Wen made a few turns in a small alley and finally found an old taste that had not changed for ten years.
Here, the owner of the kitchen didn't even need to ask to know the habits of the guests. He would put more chopped green onions or not coriander, and put dry or oily plates.
In Sichuan dialect, such a small restaurant was called "Fly Restaurant". During non-meal time, it made people feel that the restaurant was so deserted that they could only swat flies. Who knew that when it was mealtime, customers would rather stand and eat. The popularity was beyond imagination.
It was Xun Wen's first time here, so he ordered the same bowl chicken as a customer. Sitting in the restaurant, listening to the laughter and shouts, and eating two mouthfuls of spicy and refreshing chicken, he suddenly felt that this was life.
Xun Wen spent the whole day wandering around the famous food street in Sichuan City. He only returned to the hotel when he was a little full.
The next day, Xun Wen began to experience the famous tea culture of Sichuan.
There were many teahouses in Sichuan. According to Chengdu General View, there were 516 streets and alleys in Chengdu at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and there were 454 teahouses. Almost every street had a teahouse.
Moreover," no matter which one it was, from sunrise to sunset, it was full of distinguished guests, and there was often no empty space." The business was so good that it was unbelievable.
Xun Wen specially found a local teahouse for afternoon tea and found that the teahouse in Sichuan was very stylish.
They were not high tables and long benches, but short bamboo chairs, allowing people to lazily lean in.
The purple copper pot was shiny, and the covered bowl had its own characteristics. Even the waiter's kung fu of running around to add water made people feel comfortable.
Xun Wen also saw people selling snacks, cleaning ears, and polishing shoes in the tea shop. All kinds of people came and went, making it very lively. After drinking some tea to moisten their throats, the tea customers in the teahouse would start to chat.
Things like current affairs, interesting news, and family gossip could all be brought out.
After a while, everyone knew about each other's situation. In the future, if anyone needed help, they would call for help. The connection between people flowed through the tea.
Xun Wen looked on curiously from the side and would chime in from time to time. When the older customers saw Xun Wen, they were also willing to chat with him.
Later, Xun Wen even heard them talking about him, saying that he was a " talent "," a genius of China ", and that " his daughter nagged at him all day long." Xun Wen smiled and did not reply. He just listened quietly.
After drinking tea, Xun Wen strolled around the commercial street of Chuan Du and bought some gifts for his parents and sister Xun Ran.
When he returned to the hotel at night, Xun Wen took a shower, exhausted, and lay on the soft bed. He took out his phone and sent a long Weibo message:
Running doesn't mean you're fast, and walking doesn't mean you're slow. Don't let your footsteps fail to keep up with your soul.
When I first came to Chuandu, I could already feel the dense atmosphere of fireworks. The food and tea here were superb. What left a deep impression on me was the understanding of life of the people of Chuandu. They lived a slow life to the extreme, creating a kind of beauty.
They could do nothing but drink a cup of tea in the teahouse, chat with other customers, and laugh at each other.
They could also go together to find a small gourmet shop in the deep alley, then sit in the shop and drink a little wine, telling each other their thoughts.
Perhaps it was better to live slowly, or else the scenery around you would always brush past you when you were not paying attention.
If you slowed down, you wouldn't have to leave the house empty, because you already had the warmth that should belong to life.
Finally, he wrote a poem for the lovely people living in this ancient capital:
"Slow in the Past"
I remember when I was young
Everyone is sincere
Say a word, it's a word
Early morning at the train station
The long street is dark and empty
The small shop selling soy milk is steaming
The sun has slowed down in the past
Cars, horses, mail are slow
I can only love one person in my life
The lock of the past was also beautiful
The key is exquisite and beautiful
If you lock it, people will understand
After he finished writing, Xun Wen turned off his phone and went to sleep.
Meanwhile, his fans who had been slacking in the comments section of his Weibo instantly boiled over when they saw Xun Wen's new post.
"I finally got to the first floor, haha!”
"Such a good poem, but there's such a stupid first floor below it. Sigh!”
"I can only love one person in my life. Tonight, I've decided to use this sentence to confess to my goddess!”
"It's really beautiful. My young girl's heart is melting!”
" Whoever has Xun as a boyfriend would be so happy…"
"Stop dreaming. Although the sun has slowed down, it doesn't mean that your daydreams can become longer.”
"I only love Xun Xun in my life!"
"Sister upstairs, your boyfriend is in my hands now. He's crying very sadly (funny).”
“……”
The next morning, after Xun Wen finished his breakfast, he turned on his phone and suddenly realized that his " Slow in the Past " had actually become the top trending search. The second was #Beauty of Chuan Du #, and the third was #Renren Daily's article advocating slow life #.
It was beyond his expectations that a poem would have such a huge impact.
However, Xun Wen didn't care about any of this, because he was about to set off for the last stop of his journey and draw a satisfactory end to this collection mission.
(As always, thank you!)
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