I don't often go to Beibei. Before, I tried to crush the broken road with an overloaded coal truck and break free from the shackles of the mountains. Beibei, who represents modern and urban temperament, always opens her mind after bumps, containing my unforgettable dream: as you wish, it will send you to a more dreamy city without screening.

Those who left, I responded contemptuously and thoughtlessly thought that I wouldn't miss them. Life is nothing more than a transformation. If I made a butterfly, flapping its wings in the sun and wrapping it in a cocoon, why should I look back?

However, where has life changed? Just detour, walking and drawing a circle; Forget it, forget it, and remember it.

I remember the green hills with white walls, the bright moon in Leng Yan, and the heavy trucks gasping and stumbling? Like a flame, burning my ruthless betrayal; I want to go back and have a look. I will whip my shameless shallowness with the scorching sun in August in the mountain city.

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The geographical location is not too far. Beibei is less than an hour's drive from me. However, the psychological estrangement is like Qian Shan, and the fatigue from trekking is as strong as a mountain, which weighs heavily on my mind.

My destination is Baiyangbei, which is located at the Shangxiakou of Wentang Gorge in Jialing River, facing the ancient town of Chengjiang in Beibei across the river.

The prospect of Aries

It can't even be called forgetting, because too many people simply don't know such a place; But it is the creation of time etching, and the pain of missing should complement each other.

There is no way back to Aries, only a ferry, which comes every half hour. The clear Jialing River has made a moat to separate the old street from the world on both sides.

Lonely nicks dilute the sunshine, and in the hot season, it is faint and cool. 1.5 yuan crossed Jialing by ferry, took a straight steep slope and then turned right, and the shabby old Baiyang North Street came into view.

Bai yang Bei Chu impression

I thought I had been here. When I was a child, muddy houses like fruits were irregularly listed on both sides of the cement road in the soil of my hometown.

Yellow leaves are not cleaned, but blown everywhere by the occasional burning wind. They entered the room in an empty house and smeared the depression of the environment with bright colors.

I'm not here to appreciate the excitement. If I want to be dazzled by the noise, I can indulge myself in the glitz in the depths of the city until I lose myself comfortably.

I am glad to have such an old street as a mirror, reflecting my inner softness and giving me the truth without deformation.

shadow

Strolling along the lonely long road, the sunlight is woven into an optical net by the savagely growing trees, covering the old street and myself who came here looking for some yesterday's weather.

I can easily tell which houses are still occupied and which have been abandoned. Some people clean the road where people live, and there are few leaves on the street; People go to the open space, flowers and trees that are out of control are madly close to the sun, and other vitality fills the vacancy where no one stops.

I moved forward slowly, fearing that the heavy footsteps would disturb the peace here. It's like an old woman dozing with her hands under the eaves and snoring gently for several years.

Color Da Lian

Surprisingly, the half-empty safflower embroidered bright light on the background of the generally dark old street. Just like an old man who suddenly woke up and turned around, generate's eyes were full of moving wisdom and profundity.

Measure this old road piece by piece, as if you had just visited it. What I think in my heart has become superfluous, and the change of mood only needs to obey the changing scenery along the way. Of course, you have to think of it as a landscape.

Old house

You can also see the old houses with mud walls and gray tiles here, which is no different from the farmhouse in the countryside and mountains. However, rows of houses have been marked? Dangerous house? These labels make people sigh.

The back of Aries once flourished. In the 1960s, the families of Jialing coal miners moved here from Eryan and built canteens, schools, supply and marketing cooperatives and grain stores. Like all old factories and mines in Chongqing, they are self-sufficient and self-sufficient.

In the mid-1990s, the coal resources nearby were exhausted, and the backward ferry transportation mode led to the outflow of population year by year, and the Aries gradually became silent until today.

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The final demise of the old street has entered the countdown, and the decline of things is a fate that no one can escape.

Gangshanglaoshu

However, the years are ruthless and there is justice in the world. Under the baptism of time, remember the direction when we came, recall the past in time and look at the past. This impetuous world is just floating foam blown away by a teacup, which can no longer stop the fragrance we want to taste?