旧年感怀

作者:景思冠人气:990更新:2021-07-20 10:00:07

真正的乡村精神——那种骨子里的安详和宁静,是装不出来的。
——王开岭《每个故乡都在消逝》 

 

(一)关于旧年
又是岁末 。
又是一年。
真没想到 ,日子居然又会这样过得飞快。
 

岁末新晨,雪后大霁 。
走着上班,赏腊梅绽放。
途经干休所的老房子边 ,遒劲苍郁的枝干衬托着嫩黄鲜亮的骨朵,衬得冬日暖阳格外温馨,零下3度的低温便猛然少了许多寒意。
顿然 ,唐人王湾之诗句“海日生残夜,江春入旧年”便涌入脑中 。
是啊——
客路青山外,行舟绿水前。潮平两岸阔 ,风正一帆悬。
海日生残夜,江春入旧年 。乡书何处达?归雁洛阳边。
正是今天这样的时候,诗人在1千多年前写下这样的诗句。
之后 ,多少人诵着这样的诗篇 ,站在旧年新春的交点,穿越时空,飞渡无限 。
 

(二)关于故里
那还是国庆期间 。
白天太阳依然有些炎热 ,早晚天气已凉爽了许多。
渐渐入秋,天也愈发显出秋的特性,高远 ,碧蓝,偶有几片云朵,也是极为清纯洗练的那种 ,更映衬得天空深邃、明亮。
 

王羲之是山东临沂琅琊人,他的故居在浙江嵊州也有 。那是晚年,他随家族南迁会稽山。
据说他的墓地位置有好几种记载: 一是在山阴兰渚山下。二是在诸暨苎萝山 。三是在云门寺附近。四是在嵊州金庭。
搜索网络得知 ,现在这四处唯嵊州金庭一处可供后人瞻拜纪念,其余三处都没有位置标识,不过也不会完全是空穴来风 。很可能有的是衣冠冢 ,也可能原墓经过几次迁葬。
 

那一天 ,我们到达嵊州城东20多公里的金庭乡瀑布山下。天空却是阴沉的,看不出秋高气爽的任何表象 。墓地四周果然是青山环抱,有古柏蔽日 ,有今人重建的金庭观,墨香楼。
这墓为1984年重修,是浙江省级文物保护单位。朝南 ,圆形,青色条石砌成,墓前铺青石平台 ,中立石碑,碑上镌刻“晋王右军墓 ”,上覆方形石亭 ,单檐歇山顶 。
 

周围环山,一山顶上有亭,可著名的放鹤亭在更远的那座山上 。时间有限 ,容不得我们做更多的停留 ,于是远远地看一下,算作拜谒,便离开了。
路上经过华堂 ,据查是王氏宗祠所在。问了当地乡民,就拐进一条岔路,驱车不用两分钟就到了 。
 

远远就望见了高大的石头牌坊 ,然后是两个荷池,猜该是墨池吧。乡民们坐在墨池边临街的一座祠堂前,这就是王氏宗祠。可惜大门紧锁 ,想不便打扰,就此隔着门缝张望了一下千百年前那个伟大的书法家灵魂归宿地,然后侧身望向绕着宗祠的水圳——曾看过中央电视台一个节目对此专作的介绍 ,又匆匆离开了 。
 

 

(三)关于故乡
很久之前,我就知道我是个失根者。
父亲的故乡不在这里,母亲的故乡不在这里 ,我不在这里出生。

岂知是我?父母何尝不是?多年客居 ,即使高速公路飞速发展,归乡路却依然遥远漫长……

 

童年已然遥远,故乡更是只去过一次的地方 。
 

不知道那只蝴蝶后来怎样。只记得它是小时候在母亲故乡的田头翩然飞临 ,又在父亲带我去山上游玩偶遇,还在我来到母亲干活的地方骤然落下……
 

有一天,看父亲为我拍下的站在母亲故乡的照片 ,黑白的。突然想起,照片上那件旧毛衣背心,红色的 ,或许是吸引它飞来的原因,还是因为头上刚能扎起的小辫,没有蝴蝶结?
 

这个国度正在失去乡村 。
越来越多的城市正在变得日趋雷同 ,并为水泥森林覆盖的同时,我们已经没有了瓦尔登湖。
 

在2012年即将过去,2013年就要到来之际 ,
做片刻的回望 ,留瞬间的凝神,放茫然的张望……
增长的是年龄,
消减的是青春;
增添的是白发 ,
流逝的是年华。
 

就此写下一点文字以资纪念 。

 

英译版本:

The real rural spirit - the peace and tranquility in the bones, it can't be installed.
Wang Kailing "Every hometown is overlooking"

(1) About the old year

is also the end of the year.

It is another year.
I didn't expect that the days would be so fast.

At the end of the year, the new morning, the snow is big.
Walking on work, bount to the gallery.

The old house of the dry breakhouse, the rumored green branches lined with a tender yellow and bright bone, lining the warmth of the winter, and the low temperature of minus 3 degrees suddenly had a lot less.

Dangnan, the poem of the Tang Dynasty Wangwan, "Sea Shengsheng Follow Night, Jiang Chun In the old year" poured into the brain.
Yeah -
The passenger road, outside the green hill, before the boat green water. Chasing two sides of the stray, the wind is safe.
Sea Shengsheng's night, Jiang Chun entered the old year. Where is the Township book? Bengyan Luoyang side.
It was this time today, the poet wrote such a verse for more than a thousand years ago.
After, how many people reminded such poems, standing in the old new year's intersection, crossing time and space, flying unlimited.

(2) About the "Then
is still the National Day.
The sun still has a bit hot, and the weather in the morning and evening has been cool.

Gradually enter the autumn, the sky is also the characteristics of the autumn, high, blue, even a few clouds, is also the kind of pure-purely washing, but also the deep sky, bright.


Wang Xizhi is Shandong Linyi, and his former residence is also there in Zhejiang, Zhejiang. That is in my later years, he will follow the family in the South.
It is said that his cemetery has several records: First, under the mountains of mountains. The second is in Zhuji Rill Ragan. The third is near Yunmen Temple. The fourth is in Jintang Ting.
Searching online, now, now, the only one of the only people in Jinting will commemorate, and there is no position logo in the rest of the three, but it will not be completely holes. It is likely to be a crown, or the original tomb will be buried several times.

That day, we arrivedThere are more than 20 kilometers in the city of the city. The sky is gloomy, can't see any appearance of the autumn. Around the cemetery is a green hockey, there is an ancient Bai, and there is Jin Ting Guan, the ink, which is rebuilt today.

This tomb was repaired in 1984 and is a provincial cultural relics protection unit. Dynastus, circular, cyan stone stone, the top of the cemetery, the neutral stone monument, the monument is engraved "Jin Wang Renjun Tomb", overlying square stone pavilion, single-click hill top.


The surrounding mountains, there is a hill on the top of the mountain, but the famous PTT is on the mountain. Time is limited, so we do more, so far, look at it, calculate, and leave.

After passing on the Huatang, it is found to be in the case of Wang's Ancestral Hall. Asked the local country, turning into a road, driving without two minutes.



I farmovely visited the tall stone archway, then two Pools, guess it is a Mochi. The villagers sat in front of a ancestral hall of the Yugang Street, this is the king of the king. It is a pity that the door is hitting, thinking that the gains of the great calligraphy family in the past thousands of years old, and then look at the Shuizhou around the Ancestral Hall - once seen a program of CCTV This special introduction is rushing again.


(3) About hometown
a long time, I know that I am a lost person.

Father's hometown is not here, the mother's hometown is not here, I am not born here.


Do you know me? How does parents are not? For many years, even if the highway rapidly develops, the return is still far away ...

The childhood is still far away, and the hometown is only a place to go once.

I don't know how the butterfly is later. I only remember that it was a child at the mother's hometown, I flew in the mother's hometown, and I took me to the mountain to play and played, and I was still falling in the place where I came to my mother ...

One day See the photo of the mother's hometown, black and white. Suddenly remembered, the old sweater vest, red, perhapsIs the reason for attracting it, or because of the puppy you just tied up, no bow?


This country is losing the country.

More and more cities are becoming increasingly thunder, and while we have no Walden Lake while we are covered with cement forest.


In 2012, it is about to come, in 2013,

is a moment of look back, staying in an instant, looked at the show ...

Growth age
The reduction is youth;

added white hair,

The late is the year.

To write a little text to commemorate.


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