When many people choose to travel, their first thought is to go out and relax. In fact, it is not necessary to go to other places to relax. In the city where they live, there are many places suitable for fun, which are mentioned inadvertently. , the power behind it is even greater. It is this place that has extraordinary significance - Xiangetai. When you come here, you will fall in love with it.
There is a small island surrounded by blue waves and surrounded by lotus flowers in Long Lake in Huaiyang. The island is full of green willows and blooming flowers, making it look like a fairy or a painting, like a Taoyuan in the world, or Penglai on earth. Xiangetai is located on the west side of the island.
Historical records show that Confucius, who was in his sixties, had traveled around the land of Chen and Cai for many years but was not employed. When he left Chen and Cai for the state of Chu, he was besieged for seven days. During these seven days, Confucius's master and his disciples had no food and food, and could not eat without food. However, when Confucius was running out of food, he still continued to recite string songs to educate his disciples to distinguish right from wrong, adhere to their ideals, and lamented that "a gentleman is poor, but a villain is poor."
After generations felt what happened and remembered what they said, they built a temple on an island in Longhu, Huaiyang, to commemorate this incident, and named it Xiangetai. Later, another academy was built, called Xiange Academy.
The setting sun after the rain reflected the entire sky red, even the lake water was dyed red, and the wicker tree blushed as if shy. The tall statue of Confucius stands solemnly in the center of Xiange Square. He has his hands clasped together and his long beard fluttering, as if he is still talking.
The high-pitched music of square dances, the laughter of children, and the shouts of small vendors filled the square with a thick and thick sound.
The courtyard was very quiet, with no one around. Several birds perched among the pines and cypresses heard the footsteps, jumped up, and flew to another tree. They hid deep in the branches and listened to the changes outside.
The noise in the square suddenly stopped outside the door. The silence, the silence that sinks to the bottom of my heart, the silence that smells like books, suddenly soaked me up. Standing in the silence, I suddenly thought of the layers of wrapping when my mother pickled the soy beans. This silence was the layers of wrapping, and I was the soy bean! Everything must be quietly fermented. Talent can be sublimated.
Yes, only tranquility can lead to deep understanding, while hustle and bustle is like impetuous clouds and smoke.
There is only silence in the Xiange Terrace.
The weathered old brick and earth walls, polished stone pillars, faded doors and windows, and swaying pines and cypresses are enough to bear witness to the long history. Yes, historians may not be able to figure out how long it took from the Spring and Autumn Period to the present day. Another generation added, deleted, and tampered with it, and one person filtered and picked another. What was finally passed down, or settled, is what it is today.
Xiangetai is already a huge piece of history!
In Xiangetai, many words of Confucius appeared in my mind. I am not the only one who can think of Confucius’ language. Even a child learning to speak can say, “It’s great to have friends from far away.” It’s not only here that I can think of Confucius’ language. His language can be found everywhere. Ah, who doesn’t know that “don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you”!
Seeing the statue of Confucius teaching his disciples, I seemed to have returned to that era through a time tunnel. I was also full of food and hungry. After listening to the Master's teachings, my face suddenly glowed and my energy doubled. I felt that I was carrying the people of the world on my shoulders. There was a long way to go. Like the Red Army soldiers in the modern Long March, they broke through many obstacles. Get in the way of getting where you want to be.
There are more than a dozen steles against the west wall of Xiange Academy. On the steles are engraved lists of outstanding students who have graduated from the academy. They were deeply influenced by the short-term reading in Xiange Academy. They were baptized by the Master in their bones and gained eternal spiritual power. They practiced the Master's words throughout their lives, and then spread this spiritual power everywhere they went. place and make it bloom and bear fruit there. They are spreading Confucius' thoughts just like his disciples.
Xiange Academy has become more and more magnificent as generations of repairs and expansions have taken place, and the inner spirit of Xiange Academy has naturally been passed down from generation to generation and carried forward.
In the quiet Xiange Academy, there is no sound, only my own heartbeat pounding and asking myself: Are you a disciple of the Master?