过龙湾瑶街二桥,穿过被杂草蔓没的田间小垄,一处毫不起眼的土丘便隆起在眼前。当地农民指点着说:这就是七甲王家的祖坟。就是这里吗?树木、杂草丛生,覆盖了整个土丘。绕行一圈,勉强可见边上垒砌的石块——简陋的墓冢静默在田间,没有碑刻,没有雕饰,只有对面的上河滨山和近处的一潭池水长年相伴。如今,这里也日渐失去了往昔的宁静,一幢幢高楼正在它的身旁拔地而起……这里安眠着王家几代人,他们以各自不同的方式,在这方生养自己的土地上留下了或浓或淡,或令人感奋或使人叹息的一笔。 Crossing Longqiao Bay Bridge, passing through the small fields weeded by weeds, a humble mound stands up in front of us. Local farmers pointing and said: This is the ancestral home of the Seven Kingdoms. Is this here? Trees, overgrown, cover the entire mound. Around a circle, barely visible edge of the stone masonry - simple tomb mound quiet in the field, there is no inscriptions, there is no carving, and only across the Riverside Hill and a pool of water for many years accompanied. Today, here too, the tranquility of the past has been lost, and towering skyscrapers are rising up beside it ... Sleeping with generations of the royal family, they left in separate ways on the land where they raised their own land Or thick or light, or exciting or sigh of the pen.