苍溪很古老,但在浩瀚的中国历史面前就如同无名小卒,史官的笔很少提到这穷乡僻壤的蜀地一角。苍溪的历史又的确悠久,就像嘉陵江水源远流长,长得有点让人晕眩。嘉陵江的水在一年一年地变细、变浊,苍溪城留下的文化遗产似乎也日趋削薄而变得面目全非。无意间闯进苍溪城的老街,曾想找寻让我体味苍溪古老的希望被我踩入老街的脚步所踏碎。老街只剩一条,陈年老店还开着,摆上的东西大多是有着如同那古屋一样苍桑的冥币和鞭炮,以及那敬神礼 Cangxi is very old, but in front of the vast Chinese history, it is like an unknown soldier. The historian’s pen rarely mentions the corner of this backcountry. The history of Cangxi is indeed a long one, just like the Jialing River has a long history of water. It looks a little dizzy. The water in the Jialing River has become thinner and more muddy year after year, and the cultural heritage left behind by Cangxi City seems to have gradually become thinner and unrecognizable. Unintentionally breaking into the old street of Cangxi City, I wanted to find out that I could appreciate the ancient hope of Cangxi being broken by the footsteps I stepped into the old street. There is only one left on Old Street, and the old shop is still open. Most of the things put on it are the money and firecrackers that are just like Nagoya.