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Section 9: Delame Abbey

The second room mainly displays some documents and pictures about Rabelais, including copies of Rabelais's handwriting, Maps of the places where Rabelais lived in Paris, maps of other cities where Rabelais lived, as well as the maps of Chiron and Seylie at that time, the floor plan of the "Abbey de Léme" in his work, the map of Rabelais's Drawings of the buildings and areas that have been described, drawings of the buildings on which Rabelais conceived the "Abbey of Deliame", etc., are also displayed, including translations of Rabelais's works published in various countries around the world and treatises about Rabelais. , it is a pity that I did not see the full Chinese translation of "The Legend of the Giant" here, but only the Rabelais commemorative stamp issued by our country in 1953. But in France, when I saw this small stamp, I felt particularly warm.

These exhibits are arranged around the room, with a 16th-century long table in the center. Of course, it is definitely not the original, but a replica. At the end of the room, in the middle, is a rather large fireplace. On the top of the fireplace is engraved a famous saying by Rabelais: "The descendants will discover a miraculous herb. If taken, humans will fly to the moon and control thunder and lightning." , will regulate the weather and rain. "This is certainly not a superstitious fallacy of Rabelais. You must know that he is not only proficient in astronomy and geography and other natural sciences, but also a pioneer in French anatomy. This is his visual philosophical foresight, which shows his foresight for the development of human science as an intellectual giant proficient in various disciplines during the Renaissance, and his confidence in human creativity as a humanistic thinker. As I was admiring this quote in front of the fireplace, Mr. Madivi came over and said, "That's a good quote, isn't it?" Then he told me, "What's ironic is that there are some people who smoke hashish and smoke marijuana in France now. The young man who took opium claimed to be the descendant of Rabelais who was taking this kind of jelly. Isn't it now the time when humans can fly to the moon?" His words made me say "Ah" in surprise: "You actually do such a thing in the name of Rabelais!" I have seen the kind of young people who smoke marijuana and opium that he talked about. As long as it is late at night, you stroll to the Luxembourg Gardens and occasionally You can see this kind of young people, they are in rags, their hair is disheveled, they are depressed, they are suffering because of the onset of their addiction...

The room upstairs is Rab Lei's bedroom can be climbed from a stone staircase built outside the house. The stone staircase is less than a foot wide and has about twenty steps. There are two deep marks in the middle of almost every step. The deepest one is about half an inch. I started from Madi. Mr. Wei knew that these pits were the footprints engraved by a steady stream of visitors over centuries. The room is paved with light red bricks and covers an area of ??about 20 square meters. The furnishings are as simple as those of the time. The door of the room faces south. There is a wooden cabinet along the right wall of the door. There is a fireplace on the west wall. There is a bed in the corner of the south wall near the fireplace. There is a small window on the north wall near the bed, and there is another small cabinet next to it. The two cabinets and bed, as well as the bed and bed tent are not original, but are copied from the original ones. The tent is grey-blue with a few simple patterns composed of dark blue lines and red dots. There is a short aisle on the left side of the door against the south wall. There is a small wall on the wall, which is divided into upper and lower compartments. According to the instructions, the upper compartment is for food and the lower compartment is for washbasins, so there is a small aisle. The hole leads to the outside of the wall and is the "sewer" of the Rabelais family. On the opposite side of the passage is a small room separated from the bedroom. It seems to be a storage room. There is a wooden ladder leading to the attic on the roof, which is now closed.

Finally, after lingering in the former residence for a while, we came to the outside of the former residence outside the gate. I looked at the house again and saw that under its roof, the wall bricks were laid. There are about 150 small squares in them. When I was guessing their use, Mr. Madivi told me that they were "bird cages" where Rabelais raised birds. I wanted to go to the hillside behind the house to have a look, but my watch showed me that I had spent two hours in this simple house, and the gloomy sky was starting to rain, so we ended It was almost noon when we visited Rabelais’s former residence.

Mr. Madivi drove to an elegant restaurant near Chiron to arrange our lunch. He ordered bright red wine and wanted to pour me a glass. Because we were already acquainted with each other and we were informal, I said that "not drinking alcohol" was still my credo, and he had no choice but to express regret for this.

But then I thought about it, I was in Rabelais’s hometown after all, so I took the bottle over in a serious manner and poured some for myself. I raised the glass and said to him: "In the name of Rabelais!"

He clapped softly and shouted: "bravo!" (French: "Good! Bravo!")

Edge Following the path Balzac walked

--In the former residence of Balzac in Shahi

Shahi Town, a small square square. Perhaps the carriage that Balzac took when he came from Paris passed here, and it was here that we got off the bus.

Turn left from the square and walk down a street. The sights everywhere exude the atmosphere of two centuries ago. Perhaps we are no different from what Balzac saw when he passed here. . Walking about fifty meters, you can see a row of old houses that look like they are about to collapse. They are gray and black. The beams and crossbars are exposed on the front wall. At first glance, they look like outdated wooden structures.

"I think this is probably a house from the 18th century."

"No, earlier than that, maybe from the 15th or 16th century." Mr. Madivi corrected I.

I looked up and saw a shield-shaped signboard hanging on the corner of the house facing the street. There were a few faded white characters in the black: "Twelfth Century Hotel", which seemed to be on the street. There is a reminder not to underestimate its antiquity.

As soon as you turn the corner of this hotel, you will see a rural scenery. After walking a dozen steps, you will see an old castle. The wooden sign at the door reads: "Shahi Castle, Balzac" museum".

The owner of the castle is not Balzac, but a gentleman named Margole. This is not Balzac’s home, so how did it become Balzac’s museum?

Balzac’s hometown is in Tours, which is very close to Shahi, only a few dozen miles away. Balzac's father prospered well in Tours, and his salon became a social center in the neighborhood. It was here that Balzac met his mother's friends Mr. Margole and his family. After studying at the Lycée Vend?me for seven years, he came to Shahi as a guest and stayed for a period at Mr. Margole's house.

After the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty, Balzac and his family moved to Paris. As a close friend of Balzac, Margole always kept bringing him here to stay. As a result, Shahi Castle became Balzac's second home in the provinces. Especially before 1847, he came almost every year, and the length of stay varied, with the elder staying for two or three months. He came here to seek inspiration, conceive works, write or revise his novels. The famous works that are only marked as written by Shahi include: "Old Man Goriot", "Mysterious Masterpiece" and "Boss Cornelius", but in fact he wrote The number of works created, modified or completed in this castle is very large. He came here to hide from debts. He was pursued by his creditors all his life. He came here when he was uneasy in Paris. He came here to recuperate and accumulate his own strength, and then returned to Paris to work as a "pen and ink slave"; He also came here to escape social unrest. During the 1848 revolution, he came to Shahi. However, this was his last stay here. After that, with his body seriously damaged by long-term labor, he not only still worked hard to create, but also desperately pursued the union with Mrs. Han Sijia. In this way, in less than two years, he finally consumed all his energy, and passed away just a few months after marrying Mrs. Hansika.