Playing marbles about memories

Memories of the seventies with close contact with the soil - playing marbles and swords

Playing marbles is an ancient game, and there is a wild history that says that Cixi often amused herself with eunuchs by playing this game when she was in the palace. This is in all likelihood a fabrication, but in any case, her idle mind is truly enviable. Two fingers pressed the calendar, along the way back to the light of day, its history is also really long. Didn't it used to be that there were ceramic marbles, steel balls, and clay balls to play with? By the seventies, only glass marbles were left. The glass marbles were divided into two types by the children's family, one type is inlaid marbles and the other is white glass marbles. The most common ways to play were two: "playing out of the box" or "playing in the tiger's hole". Draw a line on the ground as a boundary, whose glass beads were hit out on the loss, which is called "out of the outline"; or dig out five pits on the ground, who first finished five holes, will become a "tiger", and then hit who, whose glass beads will be eaten, which is called This is called "Playing Tiger Hole". The situation is somewhat similar to a golf tournament.

Some children find this game complicated, and then they ask for one-on-one "one-on-one". If one's bouncer falls into the circle, it is "burned" and the bouncer goes to the opponent. In this way, a win or lose often in dozens of marbles or more. At that time, some of the "old players" skills are very outstanding, you can hit three or four meters away from the marbles, even the adults also think that God. Addicted to gambling, there are always some people who have lost everything, the "treasure of the town" - inlaid marbles are also taken out, trying to bare arms, fight a fish death net. That really is not good, an inlaid glass beads against two white glass balls, a transparent beads against five white glass balls, and an egg large inlaid beads can be against ten glass balls! In spite of all this, I still lost all my money, so I had to stand by and watch, and it's better to be dry than to go home.

At that time, the only game that could take away half of the marbles was "Guan Dao" (关刀), also known as "Chopping" (剁刀). It is also called "chopping the ground" and "paddling the ground", and it is a simple and easy two-player game. A square is drawn on thin, soft soil, divided into two halves, and a knife, sharpened steel awl or something else is flung into the ground with a shaking hand. There are some rules to how it's played, first three times in your own territory, then once in the other's territory, the winner gets to divide the other's territory in a straight line along the knife's mark, with the other side choosing which piece to keep, and then the process can continue until the other side's territory has become too small to be flung on the knife. If you don't succeed on one of the four occasions, you give the knife to your opponent. The dolls love knives, but don't know much about how to use them. The knife is not only a weapon, but also an instrument for dividing territory. Just as the teacher in the classroom talked about Zhuangzi, saying "the sword of the son of heaven", "the sword of the vassals", "the sword of the common people", this game is like a hidden side door, and we are looking at the side of the porch, the history of thousands of years of wars and wars, the history of the world, the history of the world, the history of the world, the history of the world, the history of the world, the history of the world. Thousands of years of history of the golden sword and the iron horse pass slowly under the curtain of our eyes. The ambition of "Guan Jian" is demonstrated through the blade of the sword, a small playground condensed the land grabbing era of patience and strategy, it is easy to remind participants of the "no tile on the top, the bottom of no place to stand," the old saying, and the mood has become darker.

Those years, the streets were full of "pits and valleys" of large-character posters screaming "we are the sons of the land", but for the young us, in addition to playing marbles and swords, land-related games were few and far between, and too much passion was consumed! Too much passion was consumed in obscene speculations and fights. The only two things I remember, but also some of the face is not clear, like in the old poetry, wrapped with a layer of dust, entangled in the chaotic memory.