Appreciation of Zhang Xiaobo's Prose in Twenty-four Solar Terms

Beginning of spring, whipping spring cattle or biting spring cakes; Startled, patting the bed, the ants would not come up; On the solstice of winter, like a year, I began to draw the "99 cold current map" ... Say these interesting anecdotes, or follow these customs, and after everyone smiles at each other, there will be a warm mood coming to my heart.

Thousands of years of farming experience has participated in the cultural formation of a nation, which has been passed down from mouth to mouth by farmers in the form of solar terms and agricultural proverbs and accumulated into public memory. People in this land attach their wishes, emotions and cultures to the solar terms, from awe and obedience to coping with nature, from sowing Xia Yun in spring to collecting winter treasures in autumn, from expelling disasters to praying for happiness and entertainment.

A year is divided into 24 grids, each with different phenology and customs. Everyone arranges their work, life and entertainment in an orderly way, and enjoys the time of "flowers can be worn, wine can be brewed, the land must be cultivated, and poems are sometimes written" step by step.

The four seasons are like a lyric adagio, and the solar terms are like a flute, which will ring from time to time.

The custom of "playing spring" in beginning of spring is very interesting. The government tied colored paper into "spring cattle", and its belly was full of nuts and miscellaneous grains such as walnuts, chestnuts and jujubes. Officials beat "spring cattle" with "spring whip". After cracking, dried fruits and grains are scattered all over the floor, and everyone is scrambling for joy and sharing the joy of spring. Put the picked grain in the warehouse, which means "the grain is abundant" At the beginning of spring, there is also the custom of eating spring plates, spring cakes and spring rolls.

So every time I see the solar terms marked on the calendar, I am much more interested in them than in foreign festivals. I'm glad that I'm still looking forward to fine weather with a crop in my heart.

I hit six or nine heads in spring. Who raised his hand like a conductor? The song of spring, no, the prelude of spring rings. The curtain has been raised. Who will sing the first song? Soon, soon! We look forward to it.

Rain and water Yes, spring comes early in the south of the Yangtze River. In spring, wind and rain are depth charges.

Spring rain is all over the sky, soft and timid, like a love story, unspeakable; Just like a small step, stepping on a tile is light and urgent. Spring breeze and spring rain are to flowers and plants what mothers are to children and men are to women, softening the grass, soil, even stones and thorns in the south of the Yangtze River.

In February, although it was warm and cold at first, the earth felt happy and shy.

The rain is nothing more than a grand flower show. Every flower is a colorful figure on the earth, with pictograph, knowing, pointing and sound.

To make a beautiful "gobbledygook manuscript", we must take "rain" as the title page.

You don't need an ice pick to sting, ice, snow and cold are picked up by a good-natured spring breeze. The skin of the earth is yellow and green. The yellow weeds are low and quiet. Once, Spring Thunder met them with a high five. With the help of the previous rain, they gradually stood up and began to "splash ink". Layers of dark green or brownish red buds in the bushes are arranged in a row.

Wicker must be dipped into the river to write, or the first sentence in spring will not be green.

It's like parents waking a sleeping child: wake up! Let's go to the market. The child will definitely get up happily, his eyes are full of surprises, and he is no longer sleepy. All creatures are so excited by the spring thunder, as if they were children, jumping out of the door, pushing and shoving, chattering.

When the Vernal Equinox was written, I mistook it for the spring breeze. I was annoyed at first, and then I smiled: In spring, who else is so full of glory and glory except the wind?

Spring breeze, a naughty baby, can't help knocking on your door, opening the curtains and waking up those lazy "don't know" people. Wherever we go, except people, birds, animals, flowers and trees, even bricks, tiles, mud and stones ... seemingly lifeless things are sincerely welcome. Wild birds are everywhere, the trees are talking to themselves, and even the stones in the corner are eager to swell ... Look at the cow's hoof and the seal of the farmer, which are covered on the criss-crossing buildings one by one and released for spring.

God, because the "vernal equinox" has another meaning. Because of this season, spring is firmly established.

If it is the vernal equinox. Thank you for your spring breeze.

On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I entered Tomb-Sweeping Day under the guidance of a whip and a pot of white wine.

Spring is like the sea. Yes, only the sea can describe the vastness of spring. A group of boys and girls were walking in the flowers and plants, and their ankles were kissed lightly. This is called "outing".

Jiangnan pastoral poetry, the most beautiful paragraph is in Qingming.

Both you and my ancestors pay great attention to filial piety, which is manifested in the fact that Tomb-Sweeping Day should pay homage to and cherish the memory of their ancestors. This not only emphasizes the blood relationship, but also makes the family and clan more cohesive and conducive to development.

A "Tomb-Sweeping Day" makes the wanderers from all over the world return home physically and mentally.

Grain Rain, Grain Rain, is named after the proverb "Rain gives birth to a hundred valleys".

Bird festival. In the cold winter, their calls are weak, and one or two of them are mostly-yum, haw, as if to say: cold, really cold! It's very different now! The pronunciation is crisp and clear-haw, haw, haw, as if to say: not cold, not cold, really not cold. Birds' light clothes make them very comfortable, so they have reason and leisure to sing loudly for courtship and lay three or five eggs. The mountains were silent and twittering, and "twittering" splashed on the ground and turned into flowers; Ascend to the sky and become a star.

There is rain and valley, and valley is in the rain. The field turned into soft rice paper, which was described by sunshine and rain: plantain seeds kept growing and turned into green velvet carpets in Zhang Bizhong. The leaves of bean seedlings are like small hands first, and then many stalks are born, winding along the bamboo pole. At this time, the growth of wheat, barley, corn, peanuts, sweet potatoes, pumpkins and soybean ramie reassured farmers.

Hit by the spring breeze, why do you have your own feelings?

Mortals are just like you and me-too, too!

From long summer to May, I saw a city with a banner on the wall, which read "Summer", hunting in the wind.

"Li, also." Since the "Long Summer" era, Green Leaves have been in power.

In spring, peaches, pears, cherry blossoms, peonies and other Hua Dan curtain calls make people feel lost. Fortunately, they read the sentence "spring flowers, enjoy my shade" in time.

Long summer is an early adopter's festival. You can taste the earliest harvested plums, cherries, plums, broad beans, fresh tea, bamboo shoots, amaranth and so on. Jiangnan's "taste three new things in the long summer" means "cherry, green plum, shad" and "bamboo shoots, cherries and broad beans". Thorn shad, odorless begonia and Unfinished Red Mansion provoked the talented woman of the Republic of China, Zhang Ailing, to gnash her teeth, calling them "three great hates". At present, it is impossible for ordinary people to taste shad, and the "three new" behind it is more reliable.

Xiaoman "In mid-April, if you are full, the things here will be full." It means that the seeds of summer crops are full, but immature, just small and not full.

Clouds in Lv Yun are floating in the village with taupe tones, motionless and unchanged by the rain. The village is quiet, as quiet as a brooding hen, caring for the villagers and village affairs with infinite patience and love.

All over the river, big and small. In the wet rainy season, the villagers are like a wet candy, depressed and helpless. Children can skip around regardless. It rains at this time, which is a good time for moss to grow in the garden. "Moss flowers are as small as rice, but they also bloom like peonies." Only one sentence is worth thousands of inspirational books. I like this high-spirited self-confidence, which is in line with my heart.

Folks also call it "busy planting", "wheat with awns can be harvested quickly, and rice with awns can also be planted", and "spring is fighting for the sun, and summer is fighting for the time", which not only makes people feel compelled to read agricultural proverbs, but even the wind is trotting all the way, as if a talkative woman in the country sent a message. Soon, all the people in the village knew the news of the bumper harvest.

The formal handover of spring and summer completed the seamless connection between the past and the future.

The world is busy planting millet and idle to offer flowers to the gods. Born in Houmen, households, or small families; How can I be rich and comfortable, or work all my life? Whether you are a dark plowman, a handsome son, a person with a good family, or a village girl in Shan Ye, I hope you can "beauty yourself", and then "beautiful beauty" will eventually lead to "beauty and * * *"!

"Report to General Xia, Xia said that the spy was a flying horse" ... here we are! "

Everyone has a subconscious mind: "Xia" must be a handsome young man, and his health and beauty are reflected in his strength and consistent sense of growth.

The grass in fields and barren slopes is as hard as a sword and halberd. The grass by the river and under the courtyard wall is soft, like soft thoughts or ups and downs. Gardenia and white orchids are in season, and jasmine is also a good season. It is white and fragrant, which can be called "white and beautiful" among flowers and plants, but it is inevitable that they all taste like "boudoir". In front of and behind the house, the hollyhocks are in full bloom, with clusters of flowers in various colors such as red, white, yellow, pink, purple and deep purple, and the branches are arranged like small speakers, which are exquisite and lively. In the wild, Pinellia ternata, Lobelia chinensis, Plantago asiatica and Leonurus japonicus grow vigorously ... Their branches, leaves and roots have become mysterious oriental potions with special bitterness after being boiled in water.

There is a passage in Voltaire's novel "Honest Man": "Farming land is not only a livelihood, but also a beautiful thing; There is nothing practical and unpleasant. " Think about it, it is!

The "Little Summer" solar term is symbolic, which bears two important weather conditions: "plum blossom" and "sunset". Agricultural proverbs directly say that "it's three minutes hot a day after a small summer", and there is a more vivid "small summer and big summer, steaming on the top and cooking on the bottom".

At this time, it was raining heavily in the south of the Yangtze River, and its roots were like silver arrows. When an arrow was shot down, it shot wildly and violently at every corner. Either the sunshine is splashed in the pond, and the lotus leaf has celadon texture, which is more crystal clear and unique. No matter which river it is, it is covered with green plants such as water hyacinth, duckweed and water hyacinth, all of which are beautiful, and even the river water is dyed jasper-like by these plants.

Inside and outside the courtyard wall, loofah and pumpkin strode across the vines and stumbled. Bloom looks like a sunrise, big and big, brilliant as hell, and everyone is in a happy mood. Small morning glory, harvest, a quiet heart; Open it, a happy little horn. Bloom of lentils and cowpeas is full of shelves, as if the little girl's laughter comes and goes with the wind, like a dancing butterfly.

Life is like summer flowers. I said to myself.

The summer heat is in the middle, which is the hottest time of the year.

Who said that? Spring rain is like a letter of gratitude, and summer rain is like a letter of forgiveness. Under the scorching sun, it suddenly rains, and the crops will be ecstatic in case of Amnesty. The main theme of summer is tension, enthusiasm and haste, especially in hot summer-rain is like this, so is sunshine. Just like a poisonous snake, licking on a person's face will cause peeling, purple and low salary. There is a word in Wu dialect called "hotline", which means very vivid. Even the wind was dizzy and dying from the sun. Occasionally, through flow will make people shout "cool"

Of course, it is "the summer heat is not hot, and the grain is not fruitful."

There are also interesting records in beginning of autumn's history books. One day in the early autumn of Song Dynasty, the imperial secretary wanted to move the plane tree in the basin into the temple. It's time for "beginning of autumn". Tai Shigong shouted, "Autumn is here." Indus leaves one or two leaves to express autumn. Is it true that "a leaf falls and the world falls"? Really!

"Ye Zhiqiu" is an elegant pseudonym. I used it.

Matsuo Bashō has a haiku: "Long summer is full of plants and trees, and it is a samurai's dream." The words are not green, but the paper is full of blue, which makes people feel broad, clear and even slightly cold. Actually, you don't have to wait until you get old. Every clear autumn night, as long as you are willing, you can feel the kindness of natural landscapes and have the kind of freewheeling when you retire and retire. If you happen to like the person standing side by side, you can't wait to freeze there and never die again.

The summer heat goes, "the summer heat stops here." Being in summer is the end of the hot festival and the outpost of the cool festival. It is the dividing line between cold and warm climate and green and yellow land, and it is also the observation point of people who pay attention to astronomical phenomena and study phenology, which has symbolic significance.

Folk festivals commemorate summer with "Qiao Qi Qixi Festival".

Summer solar terms are generally around Qixi. 20 12 years, just happened to meet summer and Qixi. China Valentine's Day was hyped by the Internet and merchants. But if you are calm enough, you can still restore its poetic and artistic meaning in classical poetry.

Look at the clever clouds in July and August. At this time, the cloud is like a hermit wandering around, elegant and refined. Looking through the poems about white clouds, I like "Ballad of White Clouds" best: "White clouds are in the sky, and hills come out. It's a long way, between mountains and rivers. If the child is not dead, he can still recover. " The pen and ink in the pre-Qin period are ancient and beautiful, full of vitality, personal joys and sorrows are connected with the scenery of heaven and earth, and the words and artistic conception are clear and open-minded

Naughty God occasionally plays Autumn Tiger. There is a saying in the folk proverb called "eighteen pots of summer heat". My friend, there are about 18 sweating days this year.

Bailuyuan "waits for the geese to come, the mysterious birds to return, and the birds to be ashamed." The first two sentences are understood by children, meaning that migratory birds such as geese and swallows fly south to avoid the cold. The third sentence makes people think hard. It is reported that "shame" and "worry" are homonyms, referring to "gourmets", indicating that hundreds of birds began to actively store food for the winter. It turned out that the weather was cold and the birds knew it. ...

Every inch of grass has seeds. The grass seeds of barnyard grass, awn grass, Achnatherum splendens and Setaria viridis are all fine, and a gust of wind, with animal fur, people's skirts and perhaps birds' pecking, is scattered all over the world. Life is a kind of choice and being chosen, so small, but it can create a legend of life. At present, the wetland in the south is gaining momentum; Populus euphratica in the northwest has been melted into gold ... if the plants are rich and colorful, this is the best time.

The word "Millennium" is simple, gentle and poetic. Even "Iraqi people" made generations of scholars feel depressed, and then repeatedly "chased" and "chased". This body is like inside and outside; Feelings, if any, are indispensable.

Ancient songs, the beauty of a thousand years, can reach a vast territory. You and I really have to read, sing, cherish and cherish.

At the autumnal equinox, the spirit of the sun in nature changes from venting to attachment to convergence and closure, and the daily routine should be adjusted accordingly. At this time, daily life, diet, spirit, sports and other aspects are inseparable from the principle of "increasing income". In terms of mental health, we should listen to the whispers of the earth, observe the four seasons and think about life.

If the autumn rain, the residual load is a bosom friend; If you know Canlian, Daiyu is your bosom friend. Because she only likes Li Yishan's phrase "Leave the residual lotus to listen to the rain". If you look closely, the residual load is not thin in illness, but healthy and lean. The grass leaves are frosted and the fields are withered, but the yard is rich and farmers can do nothing.

"Autumn Equinox" Hibiscus and Hibiscus belong to Malvaceae, and they are both beautiful in the boudoir. At dusk, I am not in a hurry to show all my glory, nor am I forced by others' praise and applause, but I have the beauty of weak morality. Spread out a roll of autumn characters: some people see depression, some people see abundance; Some people see decline, others see beauty-I think you belong to the latter.

Mortals, like me, want to take good advice in the world, but they are always in a hurry. On the occasion of the autumnal equinox, I began to ramble, trying to write this long-lost fatigue clearly ... well, as clear as the autumn wind.

Cold dew for a year, and then look up halfway. I saw a post station called "Cold Dew" in front of me. "September Festival, cold dew, will be condensed." That's what it means.

The dew is cold, and the autumn is full of heroes.

On the trees, gray cicadas are mostly broken and cringe in the wind; In the pond, seven or eight stems fell into the water, and three or two lotus leaves withered and hung their heads; In the autumn countryside, the whispers of old crickets add to the silence. The sunny moment is the kindness of autumn. The sunshine in autumn is not strong, but it is cool, clean and warm. Standing in the meantime, watching the autumn wind roll up old clothes is like old love. Everything has been nourished by Qiu Guang, and nothing can be ruled out, even emotions. The fields are desolate, but the farmyard is rich, and the world is harmonious. On the river bank, grain depots, haystacks and harvested wilderness all show the advantages of still life.

The years are tortuous, but I am faithful. At Hanlu Station, write these words. Friend, how about you and I work together to squeeze out happiness and sweetness from the hard life?

Whether the dew is cold or the frost is heavy, I will never forget: the sky is quite thick for me!

Frost and frost are good news for fruits. Apples, sweet potatoes and vegetables will be really sweet after frosting. After the tempering of life, there will be a calm and peaceful middle age.

On the night of the first frost, it is always surprisingly quiet, as quiet as the moon, and all creatures are silent, even the wind girl who talks about it keeps her mouth shut. Yes, it's time to quiet the earth, the sky, plants, crops, you and me.

The woodpile in the yard is covered by frost, like a pile of snow, bright silver. Blue tiles are also bright silver. From the air to the ground, and the ridge of the thatched cottage, the village seems to be soaked by moonlight and frost, leaving only pieces of white.

You must eat persimmons on the first frost day. The old man thinks that after eating this day, he will not have a runny nose all winter. be obident

Winter begins in early winter. I seem to hear the siren in the examination room. Although there are still fifteen minutes, I am still in a panic. After all, the countdown is over.

Yes, it's fleeting, and winter suddenly begins.

The winter wind, with a sharp melody, travels in every corner of the country, urging the fields with a loud voice, giving people, animals and plants a sense of urgency. Sunshine Street and Dafeng Street. Old trees in the countryside always show the vicissitudes of late autumn and shallow winter to the fullest. A few persimmons hanging sporadically, like a few red lanterns hanging in the wilderness, are a warm place in the bleak world. The wild chrysanthemums are blooming desperately, but this one refuses to thank, and that one earns half a face. From the top of the stem, from the side, so many flowers and bones seem to be awakened overnight, and round and bright eyes are opened and never closed again.

The faces of children in the country are as bright as frosted fruit. I like this kind of health and firmness.

Early winter, this is a rehearsal. The weather is cold, but sunny; Warm and healthy, but lazy. /kloc-prepare a "sleep feast" at the age of 0/8: plants, animals and lovers can snuggle together in the dead of winter and enjoy peace and warmth.

Speaking of "light snow" in the light snow season, the cold wind blows from the north, carrying countless birds and leaves. Looking up, the trees are in perfect harmony with the sky. On the way, the yellow leaves made a final gathering and made a grand decision. Fallen leaves, from "one" to "one", are the difference between sadness and tragic.

After a light snow, the temperature dropped and the weather was fine. This is the mercy of God. There is a folk saying that "winter wax hides the wind and keeps it out of the cold." Although the custom of "light snow pickles, heavy snow pickles" has declined, elderly people still enjoy it. In this way, a period of poverty was picked up with sound, color, affection and warmth.

If you are not energetic, go to the white-haired old Chinese medicine doctor and get some cream. Mortals, you and me, save some oil to keep out the cold.

Heavy snow is the crowning touch of winter.

Whether it falls on taupe tiles, yellow cinnamon soil, or between the branches of smoky brown trees, even if it is written on clean white paper, "snowflake" is the brightest word. They are all over the world, like saving, like brewing, even like counting down ... old tiles frost and add new snow.

The night is dark, no, the stars are on, the lights are on, the tiles are on, and the dogs are barking. With good books to read, hakodate is a quiet watch. Winter makes people awake and can almost see through the heart of the universe.

The heavy snow calms the city, the country, you and me. Do you choose the mediocrity of the Six Gods or the persistence of the Six Gods? No two snowflakes are the same, just like you and me.

The time spent on 20 17 is neatly coded under the eaves. This year, there is only a small pile of warm firewood left.

Winter solstice "1929 don't shoot, walk on the ice in 3949 ..." In winter, count to nine from the solstice. The ancients had a "Cold Topographic Map of 1999", which painted nine plum blossoms and filled one petal every day. It was a sunny day in 1999 when all the petals were full. And the stress of filling plum blossoms. If it's sunny, fill in the lower part; if it's cloudy, fill in the top, fill in the left when it's windy, fill in the right when it's raining, and fill in the middle when it's snowing. According to legend, when a woman gets up in the morning, she casually puts on some rouge. After 8 1 day, she looks like a light, warm and beautiful spring apricot.

The solstice of winter is as big as a year, and both scholars and farmers are full of praise for this festival. When the work in the field is idle, the food is plentiful, the grain is put into storage, steamed buns are steamed, wine and meat are sent to relatives and friends, and then solemn sacrifices are made.

The ancients emphasized that in order to live in peace for a long time, you should not disturb nature. Look, on the solstice of winter, the earth is silent and everything is quiet. The sky hangs all around, the wind stops, the clouds gather, and the wanderer puts his cane.

A slight cold folk proverb says, "Slight cold and severe cold are frozen into a ball."

The slight cold solar term, with the way of Tai Chi master, reigned in the atmosphere of the world and properly adjusted the village. You see, the sound is sparse, everything sinks, the grass surrenders, the trees are thin, the water is cold, there is no blood, and they are all frozen through and through. The river gives off a pale light; From a distance, it looks like a stranded herring with fragile scales.

The harvested field has an empty pain and desolation. The sun dimmed and fell on the top of the western hills. The outlines of trees and houses gradually dimmed like silhouettes, beautiful and desolate. The cold froze the wings of butterflies, but there was no frozen north wind. Since the evening, the northwest wind lingers at the door like a gloomy spy.

"In winter, the family sits around and the lights are amiable." The room has the warmth of the lights and the temperature on the stove, as well as the cabbage and tofu cooked in the pot, so that you can sit safely with your lover and taste life. In the old house, the lights are flickering, and the children still refuse to sleep, playing with sandbags and playing foreign cards.

"It's freezing in the cold, and the sun is fading away." It's snowing outside Chai Men, but it's the warmest person who has a family.

Before and after the Great Cold, I went back to my hometown wearing clothes and found that the mystery of my childhood was still hidden under the old tree at the entrance to the village. I searched repeatedly and finally caught me hiding for so many years.

Under the wall, the old man with confused eyes, slow movements and wordy words curled up and put his hand in the sleeve of cotton-padded jacket to protect his body temperature. This group of people who are spoiled by the days put the old in the most obvious position. I have seen them alive and kicking, and I have lived a poor life with great momentum-just like carrying a load, I can walk as fast as a fly.

In the ten days after the severe cold in beginning of spring, folk customs and festivals appeared intensively, such as Laba, Laba, offering sacrifices to stoves and New Year's Eve. The essence of life is nothing more than food and clothing; All kinds of necessities, full of warmth and leisure.

The age of the article is determined by "Great Cold". Listen-"a big cold, a year has passed." The same proverb, whether it is childish voice or old phlegm voice, makes the listener feel very different.

It has been a long cold, but every heart is warm. Suddenly, in the streamer, when I meet the cold, I will smile: spring lasts for a while …