Pay tribute to Chen's former residence.

Xijiang Village, Baqiao District, located under Bailuyuan and beside Bashui River, is the hometown of famous writer Chen, who grew up here and wrote many famous articles including Bailuyuan. I've always wanted to visit Mr. Gengzi's former residence, and finally I made a trip this afternoon in early autumn this year.

At this time, in the autumn sunshine, we stood in front of Teacher Chen's former residence.

I saw a photo of this brand on the Internet before. Why do you have to write "Cherry Valley Scenic Area" on such a small sign? This is the small sign, and the scenic spot pays the bill. By the way, can you promote yourself? Or do you want to explain that this so-called scenic spot is more famous than Teacher Chen and the novel White Deer Plain? Even more influential?

There are few pedestrians in the village street, and the crimson iron gate of Chen's former residence is locked. The bamboos on both sides of the door are green and dripping, and grow tall and strong. On the right side of Qianmencun Street is a huge and stout French phoenix tree, with dense branches and leaves covering the gate. The bamboo forests on both sides of the gate and the road from village street to the gate are all hidden in the deep shade.

What should I do if I can't get in the door? We were just thinking about it when a middle-aged man riding a trampoline passed by. Colleague Mr. He asked the middle-aged man who he was looking for in the yard. The middle-aged man replied, go to Mr. Chen's nephew's house, where there is the key to the door.

Pinghai drove to find someone. After a while, my eldest niece Chen came over. She said, I just came back from Chang 'an District last night. If I don't come back, you won't get in the door. People in the same trade thanked her while saying that we were lucky! Many people who come to visit the former residence can't enter the door, so they can only stand at the door, look at the trees above the roof in the yard, take a picture at the door and leave disappointed.

Today, we are lucky.

With a crash, the iron gate of Chen's former residence opened. We walked into the yard with reverence.

On the right side of the front yard is a magnolia tree, which was planted by Teacher Chen. He wrote about this tree in the famous article Two Magnolia Trees. This magnolia tree "had an obstacle experience" during its growth, and it was almost dug up after several years of illness.

In Two Magnolia Trees, Teacher Chen wrote this magnolia tree like this: "A few years ago, I went back to my original yard to read and write. A fellow villager who works in Bahetan Nursery heard that I like Magnolia in small talk, so he sent me a seedling no bigger than my index finger. I dug a hole under the fence on the right side of the gate and planted it. ..... This year, this magnolia tree has blossomed. Although there are only two, it is a victory for a beautiful life. These two white jade magnolias, which opened after the disaster of survival, are not only the pleasure of enjoying the magnolias you usually see, but also the sentiment of life. "

Before, I only knew about this magnolia tree from teacher Chen's article. At this time, in the small courtyard of my husband's former residence, I saw this lush magnolia tree with my own eyes, which was very kind.

On the left, in front of the second door, is a tall crape myrtle. This Lagerstroemia indica was planted by Teacher Chen in the spring of 1987. This tree has a graceful posture and a smooth and clean trunk. Today, 33 years later, the crape myrtle planted by Mr. Wang has grown into a tall and strong tree like a tree, which is amazing!

I went up to touch the trunk and looked up at the finely divided leaves on the tree. Mr. Wang stood in the yard smoking a cigar between writing. He must have seen and admired the tree quietly many times. On the branches and leaves of this tree, Mr. Wang's eyes were left. Lagerstroemia indica trees, magnolia trees and quiet farmhouses witnessed and recorded the birth of a series of works such as Mr. Chen's White Deer Plain. They have memories and feelings. They will silently record what their master saw and heard, and they will silently tell the worshippers who came here.

Entering the second door, near the left side of the room corridor, there is a brown table with a black-and-white photo of Mr. Chen against the wall. In the photo, he is thoughtful, with bright eyes staring at the front. On the right side of the photo, there are three characters of "White Deer Original Soul" written vertically by Mr. Chen's calligraphy, which are taller than his photo and also placed in a black box. I bowed deeply to the photo I sent to my husband and the word "White Deer Original Soul" inscribed by my husband, expressing my sincere respect for a younger generation who was late in school and late in childbirth.

Cross the corridor and enter the intermediate people's court. Looking in, there is a plaque with a black background hanging on the top of the upper door. On the plaque, the words "soldiers carving dragons" are free and easy, and the brushwork is vigorous. The inscription reads "Yu, the ancient city is safe". Obviously, it was hung up after Mr. Wang died.

Enter the upper room. The room on the right is Mr. Wang's study. The right hand of the study is against the wall, which is a long and simple sofa. Under the window at the southern end of the sofa, there is a Zhang Shen yellow three-bucket table. There is a stack of manuscript paper in the middle of the desktop. On the manuscript paper, there are glasses and two gel pens that Mr. Wang used before his death. On the right side of the desk near the window is a desk lamp, and on the left side of the desk lamp are two thick stacks of books. Further to the left, there are two photos of Mr. Wang, one of which was taken when he was middle-aged, and he smiled happily. On the far left, there is a photo of Mr. Wang and another person on the Bahe Beach. The gentleman in the photo is pointing to the man and saying something.

In the left corner, facing the desk is a high bookcase with two doors. On the top of the bookcase is a bust photo taken by Mr. Wang at the seaside. Under the bookcase, there is a single person sofa, a sofa, and two slightly short wide bookcases. On the ground in the middle of the study, there is a small round table and a small stool.

My eyes lit up. Didn't Mr. Wang sit at this small table when he was interviewed by CCTV and provincial and municipal TV stations? I sat in front of the three-bucket table with admiration and sat on the stool next to this small round table, and took a photo respectively. According to these two photos, one is to sincerely learn from my husband's great enterprising spirit in literary creation, and the other is to gain the aura of her husband's writing and make her words look better.

The reason why I want to read the objects in my husband's study carefully one by one, like everyone else, I have great admiration and admiration for my husband. Mr. Wang's immortal novel "White Deer Plain" and a series of handed down works were born in this ordinary study. This country yard, this ordinary study, retains the soul and taste of a gentleman. Every word and sentence of Mr. Wang's works will find its roots here!

Come to my husband's former residence. I came to worship, and I brought special feelings. 1On July 5, 993, Mr. Wang came to Xianyang, and I was lucky enough to receive him. At that time, Mr. Wang's White Deer Plain had just been published, and then he was going to Beijing to attend a seminar on this book. Teacher Wang gave me White Deer Plain and wrote my name on the title page of the book, which made me very grateful and moved.

That day, I sent my composition "Footprints of Hikers" to my teacher, asking him to criticize and advise. Mr. Wang leafed through it carefully. Before lunch, he wrote me a whole page of encouraging words in his diary opened at the 32nd National Congress, which surprised and delighted me. Among Mr. Wang's encouraging words, there is a passage that I will never forget: "The most important thing for a hiker to achieve his ideal goal is never to despair in a situation of near despair, and to regain the courage and confidence to continue hiking."

Later, I asked Li Fuyun, a professor at Shaanxi Normal University and a famous expert on Qin Li studies, to write this passage in Qin Li's handwriting as my motto in life and writing. After the death of Teacher Wang, I wrote the article "Miss Chen", which was included in my collection of essays published at the beginning of the year.

He, Shi and Xu, who came together, kept taking pictures with their mobile phones. They want to record today's unforgettable pilgrimage with photos.

After visiting Mr. Wang's former residence, Mr. Wang's eldest niece locked three open doors from the inside out. We thanked her again and again. I gave her my "Remember Steamed Buns" and told her that I received Mr. Chen in Xianyang and asked him about writing. I miss him very much! Today, we have come to visit Mr. Chen's home. In this book, I have an article in memory of Mr. Chen and give it to you as a souvenir.

After we entered my husband's former residence, I don't know when a cycling enthusiast followed us. At the same time, he asked the people we went with to take some photos of him. After the visit, we walked out of the front door of Mr. Wang's former residence together. As he bent down to unlock the bike, he said, I have passed in front of my husband's former residence many times, and the doors are locked. Moved by your light today, I was lucky enough to follow you to visit my husband's former residence! Xu said that all the people who can come are admirers and die-hard fans of Mr. Wang! We are as lucky as you. If you can't find Mr. Wang's house, you can't enter it!

Leaving Mr. Wang's former residence, the autumn wind blowing down from the White Deer Plain rustled, and some dead leaves on the trees along the road fell with the wind. We all feel bad. Shi said a little sadly: after visiting my husband's former residence, my heart is sour! Such a great writer, whose former residence is neglected, how to protect it is so lonely and silent in this small village. It shouldn't be!

Alas! I sighed and didn't know what to say.

I remember that Jia Pingwa, a famous writer, wrote the following words in his mourning article for Mr. Chen: "He is an orthodox figure in Guanzhong and the protagonist in the literary world. When I was thinking about his great achievements as a writer, I thought of a sentence: the passage of time has changed, and the moon has fallen on the earth. ..... What's more, Chen has his White Deer Plain. He is still in the world. "

Yes, Mr. Chen has his White Deer Plain. He is still in the world! (Text/Ma Tengchi)