The white pepper
When I got home from work, I received a big bag of dried white chili peppers from my mother. My mother grew a lot of chili peppers in the vegetable garden in my hometown. When the peppers were hanging on the trees, she picked out the good ones and chose a sunny day to dry them into white peppers.
The white crane on green leaves
The name Xinjin has been around since the Northern Zhou Dynasty, which means it has been called Xinjin for more than 1400 years and is still "new". It is the southern gate of Chengdu, and the affluent scene south of Chengdu is constantly being renovated. Xinjin, it will be more "new" on top of "new". This time, I went there precisely for this "new" word.
A cloud from the Ming Dynasty
Chongzhen two years (1629), Zhang Dai visited the Confucius Temple, saw the palace wall above the "Liang Shanbo Zhu Yingtai study place" a large plaque, could not help but be amazed. After some appreciation, and wrote down the words of the Confucian family: "the world only three families, my family and Jiangxi Zhang, Fengyang Zhu only. Jiangxi Zhang, Daoist gas; Fengyang Zhu, burgeoning family, small family gas." This means that the world is divided into three families: the Zhang family in Jiangxi is in charge of heavenly matters, the Zhu family in Fengyang is in charge of earthly matters, and the Confucian family in Qufu is in charge of both, both ideology and cultural rituals.
The paradise of childhood
In those days, rural children could not just eat, but also help the family work. I'm afraid that no child in the countryside does not work hard, probably from the time they can walk, they have to help the family work closely, for example, when the grain drying, responsible for booming chickens to drive birds; adults work, in the field to guard the water tank, and so on. There are too many and too many jobs, anyone can be useful, the children do not know that they can take over, can take over even if they grow up.
The memory of Guanganmen
Take bus No. 5 from Qianmen, Guang'anmen is the final stop. When I was a kid, it was like this. Now, it's still the No. 5 bus, but the terminus is not Guang'anmen, it has to turn around to Caiduoying, which is far away from Guang'anmen. When I was a kid, I got off the bus and went out of Guang'anmen, and it was a field. Of course, in earlier years, it was common to see camels coming in and out of the city from outside Guanzhou.
The temper of Xue Feng Mountain
He walked out of Xupu high-speed railway station, he looked up to the Chu sky, to watch the clouds, whether there is a white-clad tall man standing on the banks of the Xushui, that must be his long-cherished Qu Yuan, but unfortunately the sky is cloudy, black clouds locking green mountains, like rain, white Qu Zi is missing, but there are a few egrets quill in the rice fields, Qu Zi does not wade river Ruoxi, where to go white shadow fairy trail. A group of literary figures squeezed into a small bus that picked up the station and drove to Xue Feng Shan Thousand Village Yao Village.
The notes of Tofu
A few days ago, the doctor advised to eat more eggs and lean meat, and tofu and other high-protein foods. Speaking of tofu, an interesting incident comes to mind for no apparent reason. Many years ago, I had a dinner with a literary friend. It was a vegetarian dinner, but all the meat on the table. When we were talking, our friend suddenly pointed to the chicken feet with pickled pepper in front of him and asked how it tasted. I laughed and said, "These are all soy products. I was a little surprised, the meal is almost finished, but I did not notice that those are soy products. I only knew that antiques could be imitated, but I didn't think there were "fakes" in food.
The drift of books
Most writers have a rich inner world. I always feel that living as a writer has to bear more spiritual weight than the average person. After all, the daily state of a writer is that everything is running in his heart, and all he can think of is how to put it into words to describe it. Therefore, in my room, the weight of the study is the heaviest. Those books allow me to reach the vast frontier of other people's destiny and receive the signals from the source of rich life.
The spring' s tell
A refreshing breeze blew in through the window of my room, giving me a feeling of refreshment after being "bored" indoors for almost 40 days due to the epidemic. So I stretched my head out as far as possible to the city in spring, which is suffering from pain and sorrow, and to the fresh, clean and non-toxic world outside the city ......