一夏雨初霁,欣然前往博野县北杨村颜家祠堂,不为观光,旨在朝拜。砖瓦碑石竟抵不过柔软的时光,颜家祠堂老了,苍老成一种孤孓遗世的姿态,入目几分荒凉。以轻得不能再轻的动作推开那两扇陈旧的木门,“吱呀”一声门轴轻响,人已经穿越数百年的光阴,恍惚间回了大清朝去。大清朝的颜元(号习斋)还年轻着,他在忧心忡忡地呐喊“文家把许多精神费在文墨上诚可惜矣,先生辈舍生尽死,在思、读、讲、著四字上下功夫,全忘却尧 A Xiayu early Yu, is pleased to Boye County North Yang Yan Yan Temple, not for sightseeing, designed to worship. Brick tile stone actually arrived but soft time, Yan ancestral hall old, old into a lonely statue of the lonely, into the head a bit desolate. To light the light of the action can not open the two old wooden doors, ”squeak “ a door shaft light, people have passed hundreds of years, trance back to the Qing Dynasty. In the Qing dynasty, Yen Yen was still young, and he was crying with a lot of worries. ”It is a pity that many writers have spent their time in the text and ink. Word effort, all forgotten Yao