Dali promise Deng: Salt makes the most beautiful villages

Dali promise Deng: Salt makes the most beautiful villages

Jin Yong novel "Dragon" wrote: "Duan Yu to King of the four ancient salt Benedict Cheng Road Division arranged into Dali. As Southwest occupies a marble, salt production is almost zero, all of Dali's salt from the Great Song buy. "But not, as Jin Yong said," Dali's salt production is almost zero. " Dali Bai Autonomous Prefecture of Yunlong County as early as the Han Dynasty had the famous "Cloud Dragon", and became the first county due to salt system, Yunlong County, said in the Han Dynasty "than the Soviet Union" and "bi" is the Bai language "salt", "Su" is a "person" means, where what is now Connaught Salt Tang village.

Tang Village, full of promise back Chongshan, lapel with the promise of water, entrance to the village of Salt is like these ancient villages starting point, the formation of layers around the Salt House Lane Pavilion building, called the Yunnan Museum of Vernacular Architecture. Because of the terrain constraints, housing staggered, stone paths Dihuai, suddenly there shone the support Lane stack steep ladder, suddenly protruding Menfang as if time response.

Salt of the wealthy to promise Deng grow on steep slopes of many unique homes, and their prosperity will be etched in the memory architecture, three Square, screen wall, Tetraena five yards, courtyards and amazing ... ... more is almost deprived of the building layout is cleverly show off, showing step-scattered courtyard. All the walls, stone, wood carving in the plateau greenish yellow sun pouring out, as the wealth of the sunset salt.

Walk through the Connaught Deng, oddly peaceful, and occasionally the elderly are left behind Landelikuai your presence, perhaps too much and too far gone to survive the pressure to get people to leave their homes, as also salt and loser salt, boil salt energy use, over-cutting so that is all bare hill around, only trees left the village along with the doctor first, Salt Department, the Dragon King Temple, the five classes lifting Secretary, tell you a legend began in the Han Dynasty of salt.

Deng's Salt Spring Snow, workshops, sheds, residential areas, regulatory agencies in the three-dimensional distribution of organic terrain, up the stairs, both ordered communication, but also cleverly divided to ensure that the salt of the production and circulation, but also cover the residents privacy space. Overlooking the village, viewing the rhythm of the building, but people can not see the compound words in the affair.

Peak is the best area of ​​the natural environment, the only group set off the ancient Taoist Temple, and, interestingly, the lattice from the flamboyant star gate start, the road into two, to the right leading to the Temple Wu Temple, reflecting the Confucian humanistic enlightenment way.

Today, the temple only understory structure framework, the temple became the primary weapons are cooking in the kitchen, the promise of the old times, Deng had returned to the village culture of the desert. Road to the left is the gateway to the God of Taoist text of the Road, and demolished the Temple than Yuhuangge still intact, boarded loft, across the top of the face relative to the temple. Salt industry declined, the silence of the village, educational neglect, and only a Taoist temple is still guarding the people's hope, lonely and remote.

Town travel in the ancient city, I often wonder years of accumulation, the Church, ancestral halls and the courtyard hidden in every piece of carved all the bitterness of displaced predecessors, the hard world of affluence and glory back to the village, enjoy the show. Therefore, whenever the town and into the southern villages in Huizhou, South wealthy have always seen the show off back Xiang Zi, sigh gorgeous exterior a sense of disappointment. However, Deng went into Connaught, will not feel the slightest illusion, you will see a real calm, a time out of the tacky beauty of a born and bred in the local rich poetry!

Salt Spring, Salt-eup, all the way style, and when I passed one by one with a "salty" when the town seems to feel the whisper of salt crystals, crystal particles of debris reflects the ancient civilization. Salt of years, the wonderful silence, as the Chilean poet Pablo Neruda's poem:

Salt beach, I saw and capsules of salt, maybe you do not believe, but I know that, in singing, salt, singing ... ... (Excerpt from "National Geographic" 2011 No. 3)