Wanjia Hotel and Ten Mile Peach Blossom

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Poet Li Bai roamed the world, roaming all over the world, not only traveled to famous mountains and rivers, but also left the poet's footprints and chapters in the less famous mountainous areas of southern Anhui at that time.

Huangshan couple Taiping Lake, which can be called a famous mountain in southern Anhui. Downstream from Taiping Lake, there is a place called Peach Blossom Pool. Back then, Poetry Immortal Li Bai once drank and sang with the villager Wang Lun here, and it has been passed down to this day.

When Li Bailiu stayed in Xuancheng, it was the year of the rebellion of Anlu Mountain. "Looking down at Luoyang River, the vast Hu soldiers walk away. Blood bleeds and weeds, jackals and wolves are crowned." The misfortune of the state, the pain of the people, the poet is full of worries, and he sighs endlessly. When he is worried, he naturally uses wine to drown his sorrows. The big and small wine restaurants in Xuancheng are all places for him to relieve his worries. Originally, he had an insoluble bond with wine, but now it is "five-flower horse, thousand-gold fur, Huer will be exchanged for fine wine, and he will sell his eternal sorrows with you". He seems to be seeking to stay drunk for a long time, forgetting the troubles and sorrows in front of him.

At that time, there was a man named Wang Minglun who lived in seclusion in a mountain village in Jing County. This Wang Lun was also a person who did not seek fame and did not want to pursue a career. He was a farmer and was happy to live a pastoral life. In his spare time, he drank the fine wine he brewed and chanted a few words: "When I pick Wei and I pick Wei, Wei also stops. Poetry Immortal Li Bai gave gold to return to the mountains. When he traveled the world, he hoped that Li Bai could come to southern Anhui for a visit, but Li Bai went south and traveled the world all over the north, coming and going in a hurry, and never met. Now that Li Bailiu lives in Xuancheng, he thinks it is an excellent opportunity, and he very much wants to invite Poetry Immortal to come to his house to drink and sing and express his feelings. But he and Li Bai don't know each other, so how can he

Wang Lun knew that Li Bai's drinking was as famous as his poems, not only a generation of poetry immortals, but also a generation of wine immortals. "Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time," is this what mortals dare to boast? Li Bai is good at drinking and tasting wine. He could taste any kind of wine, and Du Kang back then was nothing more than that. Wang Lun's winemaking is also very particular, with high-quality pearl waxy, clear peach blossom pond bottom water, and the brewed wine is clear, sweet and mellow. He carried a load of self-brewed fine wine to sell on the streets of Xuancheng, and he did not mind the burden. He carried the wine basket all over the street. There were those who asked the price, and the wine was ten thousand, which was staggering, so expensive, who would care about it. This was exactly what he wanted. In fact, he was not a wine seller, but just wanted to get to know Li Bai through this. Sure enough, Li Bai came to Wang Lun and was immediately attracted by the tempting aroma of the wine. He did not ask for the price, but only asked to bring the wine to be tasted. Wang Lun handed over a bowl, and Li Bai took a sip and cheered repeatedly, and then he wanted to buy it all. But that day, he forgot to bring the silver in a hurry. At this time, Wang Lun said, "The golden bell and jade horse are not expensive enough, I just want to know each other to drink." He invited Li Bai to drink, and the two of them drank two baskets of wine from noon on the day to the west of the red sun, until the wine was exhausted, and it seemed that the pleasure was still not exhausted. At this time, Wang Lun invited Li Bai to his home as a guest, and Li Bai happily accepted his promise. By the way, he asked about the scenery of the mountain village. Wang Lun proudly said with a bit of wine: "Ten miles of peach blossoms are beautiful, 10,000 hotels are fragrant, and the mountains and waters are greener, known as the Peach Blossom Land." Li Bai was invited by Wang Lun to come to Wang Lun's home as a guest. Wang Lun took out the aged wine that had been treasured for more than 20 years to entertain Li Bai. This wine was brewed when his son was born, and it was supposed to be hidden until his son got married before he took it out for a banquet for high friends. Now, Wang Lun broke the precedent and toasted. When Li Bai drank this wine, he only felt that the fragrance was mellow and mellow, the taste was like sweet rain, sweet and slightly spicy, and it was refreshing. Li Bai happily drank it, and the wine fairy who had never been drunk finally got drunk, and sang: "Go to the Lotus Flower Mountain in the west, and see the stars all the way. I took the hibiscus with my bare hands, and I tiptoed to the sky. The neon clothes swayed widely, and I fluttered and ascended to the sky. Invited me to climb the gimbal platform, and I looked up at the uncle of the guard. I was lost in the distance, and I drove the Hongling Purple Underworld. Looking down on the Luoyang River, I walked away the Hu soldiers in the vastness. Bleeding blood painted the weeds, and the jackals were crowned." Li Bai lingered in Wang Lun's house for a few days, and the two drank it with open arms, really " The two were like-minded, and when they talked about family and state affairs, they couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, especially the disaster brought to the people by the rebellion in An Lu Mountain, which made the poet sigh and wield wild grass: "The mud in the water is alone, the water is turbid and the moon is not visible. It's okay not to see the moon, but there are no pedestrians in the deep water. The birds come from the south, and the wild geese are also in the north. I want to bend my bow and shoot into the sky, I cherish the way to return. Fallen leaves and other trees, fluttering with the wind. Guests have no support, and sorrow is the same. The curtains stretch and stretch, as if someone were opening them. The moon goes straight in, and I have no intention to guess. The male sword hangs on the wall, and the dragon chirps from time to time. Rhinoceros are constantly rustinging and astringent moss grows. The national humiliation has not snowed, how can Poetry expresses his worries about the country and the people, and express his desire to contribute to the country and his ambition to "talk and laugh at the king and quiet Hu Sha."

Li Bai stayed at Wang Lun's house for a few days and played everywhere. He didn't see any peach blossoms, let alone any hotels in Wanjia. Feeling bored, he mentioned the matter to Wang Lun and blamed Wang Lun for deceiving him. Wang Lun smiled and said, "How dare the villagers deceive Shixian, but although these ten-mile peach blossoms and Wanjia hotels are beautiful scenery, it is difficult to compare with my beautiful mountains and rivers, let alone my aged wine. Therefore, I have not accompanied you to watch it, and I will definitely go with you tomorrow." The next day, Wang Lun brought Li Bai to the peach blossom ridge ten miles away. Although the peach blossoms in this peach blossom ridge are not as wide as ten miles, they are all over the mountains and plains, but they are also very bright and charming. There is Peach Blossom Pond at the foot of Peach Blossom Ridge, and there is Wanjia Village by the Peach Blossom Pond. A wine shop raises a big "Wan" flag, and the aroma of wine is tempting. Li Bai couldn't help laughing at this moment: "It turns out that ten miles of peach blossoms and ten thousand hotels are wonderful, it's really wonderful, it's really wonderful." Wang Lun also smiled and said: "The villager lied to Shixian by talking nonsense, I'm really ashamed." Li Bai said: "Why did you say this, sir? This place is really more beautiful than I imagined." At this time, the sound of mountain songs coming from a distance added to the elegant and beautiful artistic conception of the Peach Blossom Ridge.

Li Bai and Wang Lun drank goodbye at the Wanjia Hotel, and wrote a small poem as a gift to Wang Lun: "Li Bai was about to go on a boat, when suddenly he heard the sound of treading on the shore. The water in the Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me." This poem has always been regarded as a priceless treasure by Wang Lun's descendants and a precious collection. When his friends came, they were willing to take it out and let them see the original work of the poet fairy, and told the story of the ten-mile peach blossom and the Wanjia Hotel vividly.

The story of Shili Peach Blossom and Wanjia Hotel has been widely circulated in southern Anhui, especially the people in the Peach Blossom Pool area. Today, Shili Peach Blossom and Wanjia Hotel are still the same. Tourists who come here will think of the heroic immortal of Poetry Immortal Li Bai and Wang Lun's generous enthusiasm, and spontaneously have a feeling of fluttering immortality. It seems that the Peach Blossom Pool exudes a mellow aroma of wine, which is emotional, intoxicating, and forgetful.