Dragon Boat Festival Capriccio

Lunar May 5 is the Dragon Boat Festival, a traditional folk festival in China. It is one of the ancient traditional festivals of the Chinese nation. Dragon Boat Festival is also called Duanwu, Duanyang. In addition, such as: noon festival, Heavy Five Festival, May Festival, Bath Orchid Festival, Girl’s Day, Tianzhong festival, di la Festival, Poem Festival, Dragon day and so on. Although the names are different, generally speaking, the customs of festivals of people from all over the country are more than different. The Dragon Boat Festival is a traditional habit of Chinese people for more than two thousand years. Due to the vast territory, numerous nationalities and many stories and legends, not only many different festival names have emerged, and there are different customs in different places. Some activities, such as dragon boat racing, have gained new development, breaking through the boundaries of time and region and becoming international sports events. According to the records of more than 100 ancient books listed by scholar Wen Yiduo in “Dragon Boat Festival examination” and “history education of Dragon Boat Festival” and the archaeological research by experts, the origin of dragon boat festival, it was a totem festival held by Wu and Yue nationalities in southern China, earlier than Qu Yuan. But for thousands of years, Qu Yuan’s patriotism and touching poems have been widely rooted in people’s hearts. Therefore, people cherish and grieve, and talk about their words in the world. Therefore, the theory of commemorating Qu Yuan has the widest and deepest influence, occupying the mainstream position. In the field of folk culture, Chinese people associate the dragon boat race and eating zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival with commemorating Qu Yuan. In order to carry forward Chinese traditional culture, since the Dragon Boat Festival in 2008, the country has explicitly stipulated it as a legal holiday. This year’s Dragon Boat Festival is approaching quietly in people’s expectation. Thinking that this festival of this year will be spent in other places again, I will inevitably have some feelings in my heart. Speaking of Dragon Boat Festival, there is a habit in my hometown and countryside that the most solemn day of the real festival is not on lunar May 5 every year, but on lunar May 15. However, in this traditional festival, every household has the habit of making zongzi, and this habit starts from lunar May 5 to May 15. During this period, we can say that we can eat zongzi every day. Besides, another thing that attracts attention is the dragon boat race. Speaking of the custom of making zongzi and dragon boat race, now I can only be intoxicated in my memory. Because it has been eight years since I left my hometown and came to a prosperous city. From the year when I left my hometown to today, the Dragon Boat Festival every year is spent in the city. The original habit of spending the Dragon Boat Festival at home is far away from me. In this special time, I have to try hard to find the feeling of the long time. During that period of time every year, the most unforgettable thing is the fragrance of zongzi floating in my memory. According to the records, zongzi first appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period. At that time, there were mainly two kinds of zongzi, which were wrapped with wild leaves (Zizania latiflorum leaves) and made into cattle horn, called Horn millet; Sealed and cooked with bamboo cylinder, said tube dumplings. In Jin dynasty, eating zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival became a national custom. Cooking millet on Dragon Boat Festival in midsummer was clearly recorded in the book “Notes on customs and soil” written by Zhou dynasty of Western Jin Dynasty. At that time, in addition to Rice, the raw material for making zongzi was also added with Chinese herbal medicine Yizhi Ren, which was called Yizhi zongzi. In Tang Dynasty, zongzi had become a necessary food for Dragon Boat Festival. The poems of Yao Hezhu in Tang Dynasty, which were singing fishing songs, wind and fragrant rice dumplings, reflected the popularity of eating rice dumplings at that time. In the Song Dynasty, the rice dumplings wrapped with wormwood leaf soaked in Rice appeared. The wrapping material of zongzi in Yuan Dynasty has changed from wild leaves to indolium leaves, breaking through the seasonal limitation of wild leaves. Zongzi wrapped with reed leaves appeared in Ming Dynasty, and bean paste, pork, pine seed kernel, jujube and walnut appeared as additional materials, with more colorful varieties. Today’s popular Ham zongzi appeared in Qianlong period of Qing Dynasty. Nowadays, there are many kinds of zongzi, which are bright and colorful. In my hometown, Reed leaves are usually used to make zongzi, and there is also a kind of zongzi leaves specially used to make zongzi, which looks like bamboo leaves, but actually not bamboo leaves. The zongzi leaves should be cleaned before wrapping, and the leaf peels should be cut off. However, it should be boiled for 15-20 minutes so that the wrapping will not break. The zongzi wrapped with them, cooked and cooled, then opened with a refreshing peculiar fragrance. It seems simple to pack zongzi, but in fact, you still need to pay attention to skills. In my memory, I like the zongzi wrapped by my grandmother best. Not only the speed is fast, but also the four diamond horns are clear and there is no gap at the corner tip. The main material is white glutinous rice. The leaves of the zongzi cooked in this way will not break, and the zongzi body will be harder when pressing with fingers. After peeling off the leaves layer by layer in this way, the ripe glutinous rice inside is strong and fragrant, which is full of elasticity after eating a bite. Because it is tightly packed and can be stored in clear water, the water outside the zongzi will not enter, so it will not deteriorate for many days, and the fragrance is the same as before. Just change the water once a day. If the package is not firm and there are too much or too little sticky rice inside, the cooked zongzi will either break the leaves or be soft, and the water will easily get through the cracks at the crack or the water chestnut, the fragrance of this kind of zongzi is not strong enough, and the preservation time is not long enough. The taste is very different. The seasoning for eating zongzi is also the only one, which is dipping in sweet sugar. In the city, for several years, although the zongzi I have eaten are mixed with various additives in glutinous rice, I can’t feel the unique fragrance of my hometown. In my feeling, there should be a strong nostalgia in the fragrance of zongzi in my hometown. At this moment, it seemed that my white-haired mother and my 80-year-old grandmother were wrapping zongzi in front of me. The habit of making zongzi is held every year in my hometown, but the habit of dragon boat race has been forgotten for many years. Nowadays, it is not easy for villagers to see the lively scene of dragon boat races in the past. Unless you spend money on taking a passenger bus to the downtown area dozens of kilometers away in advance to watch the annual dragon boat race. Many years ago, in the small river running through the hometown village, we could watch the dragon boat grand occasion organized spontaneously by nearby villages every year. This is a simple thing. I remember that on the Dragon Boat Festival last year, I wrote a memoirs of the distant country dragon boat race, which described the scene at that time like this: with several loud and rhythmic drums coming, the dragon boats of each group were drawn to the competition site from different directions. People from all villages put on new clothes, especially young men and women, showing their beautiful elegant demeanour. On the way of the dragon boat moving forward slowly, people swarmed along both sides. Along the way, all relatives and friends had already prepared the gifts (gifts such as famous cigarettes, good wine, fish and meat) and firecrackers in different places where the dragon boat was going. Wherever they went, the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, the flying of colorful flags and the continuous sound of laughter made them extremely lively. At about 10 o’clock in the morning, on the broad river, the competition began. As long as there were two dragon boats together, they would think of a competition and would turn the dragon boats in the same direction, slowly draw them side by side. When the tap is aligned with each other on the water surface, the respective boats will sound at the same time! Stomp! Stomp! Strong drum. At this time, you will see that with the drum, the paddlers on the ship pushed the water back to the ship in harmony and powerfully with the gestures of qindi oars and oars. After a while, the drum became Dong! Bang! This repeated knock. At this time, the rowers seemed to feel a surge of power spreading all over their bodies, and at the same time, they were paddling at a faster pace, I saw the whistle at the helm and the young man who held the helm shaking the long helm rapidly, holding the direction of the dragon boat heading forward. In this way, they struggled until one of the dragon boats was left far behind. Sometimes there are three or four dragon boats competing at the same time, of course, the winner is the most eye-catching. It became the focus of people’s discussion after the competition. In my life experience, I became a dragon boat racing player personally. It was when I was in my prime, and that year was just 25 years old. In that competition, when we all heard the sound of firm, passionate and powerful drums, we would be spirited and march forward bravely. The drummer at that time was my father. Now, the inspiring scene and the spirit of perseverance and struggle in that competition are always in my memory. Although my father had been away from me for five years, and his death was one day during the period from lunar May 5 to 15. My father’s image as a drummer in the dragon boat race made me unforgettable. In this special festival, the drumming in my memory sounded the drumming of my life, urging me to move forward! The grand occasion of zongzi incense and dragon boat race in hometown, as well as the lost relatives in hometown, can only meet in dreams during this year’s Dragon Boat Festival. The only way for me to spend this festival was to write down this random article and to turn over a small pocket book named Chu Ci which I just bought. I especially like one of the long lyric poems Lisao, which is the representative work of Qu Yuan, a great patriotic poet. After the book of songs, it is another new collection of poems and songs in the poetry circle of our country. It is the most magnificent lyric long poem in ancient China, and it has been honored as a masterpiece to compete with the sun and the moon for over two thousand years. In this poem, Qu Yuan described his life experience, life, pursuit of beauty and his unfortunate experience; Expressed the lofty patriotism spirit of the great poet, and the firm character of dying for his ideal, however, the road is long and the road is long. I will go up and down to search for it, and it will become a masterpiece spreading through the ages. I think, on the day of Dragon Boat Festival, many people will recall this great patriotic poet, who will gain new power from his long road and long journey, and I will search up and down, feel the new road of life and gradually move towards glory. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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Offering mentor paper

Hearing that Mr. Liu Jun, the teacher, had passed away the year before last, he was in a very heavy mood. His teacher was only 40 years old but he died young. Hearing this bad news, he was very sad. One year later, write text ji dao mentor Mr. Liu-running out and has multi-, A contains more than, shocked mentor has died, choke pain unaccountable, grief is sent! After several years, I returned to my hometown in the year of coming. I wanted to visit for several times, but I didn’t go there, leaving a thousand regrets. When recalling the past, the inculcation is full of experience, and the smile sounds and sounds swing on the square feet; When recalling the past, the teacher’s kindness still exists, and the laughter and anger are all love; When recalling the past, telling a long life, going back and forth to spread the article to solve the confusion; Recalling the past, everything is always modest, and everything is not involved in the mud flood. He was born for several years, experienced numerous changes and endured all the hardships in the world. However, he was disappointed and only du Kang reduced his worries. Three Cups and five cups made his heart grow old. He became thinner and thinner and never changed. Now that we have gone, the world of mortals is not here, and we have no choice but to travel with cranes. Later people can hardly know Yu xinhongzhi and look at the dust directly. Teacher, hearing that Yu died in the world, his disciples were all surprised, sad, sad and hard to break; Hate not visiting early, leaving no regrets. Teacher, it is difficult to turn back, this life is in the past, Heaven Road, and treasure; Driving a crane for thousands of miles, don’t be lonely. Teacher, sacrifice the spirit of the sage with literature, mourn the dead, learn from the students, and cherish; Teacher’s Grace exists for all ages, and love lasts forever. “Mourning for the teacher Liu” is a three-foot square table, a seven-foot body, a white pen and a pair of temples; It is difficult to share the remains with the world after a hard past, and it is hard to bow to the world; Later, I returned to, day unstrained liquor half-day wake up; Life, students all over the world, half a cup of wine the rest. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

On Blind Date

Recently, a friend was going to get married. She and her boyfriend met each other through blind dates. From meeting each other to determining the wedding date, the full time was only three months, which was called love at first sight in the words of the party concerned. To be honest, the speed is really flashing enough. We originally had a close relationship, which was similar to the kind of iron buddies. In recent years, we have been wandering outside and had less contact with each other. Gradually, our feelings became a little weak. When I received the news of her marriage today, I felt a little confused about it. The woman who once regarded herself as lofty and out of touch with the world could also blend in the secular trend, follow them to blind dates and flash marriages. Imagine that a traditional, introverted woman with a strong mental firewall can accept such a new thing, then whether everyone’s cognition has been so open! Indeed, these days, the topics of blind dates and flash marriages are flying all over the sky. Listen, all the aunts on the street are talking about that a woman is going to get married with a diamond man, and a man is going to get a young and beautiful girl, A girl who just got divorced got married with a girl who came back from studying abroad. She sighed again that her granddaughter was so big that she didn’t have a date with her, so she had to ask someone to introduce her to a blind date to follow the fashion by the way. Yes, this is indeed a fashion. Nowadays, blind dates and flash marriages are the hottest in society. When you turn on the TV and change channels at will, there will always be many blind date programs named ambiguous and disgusting. Men and women will show their personal status, status, appearance, talent, sensational and explicit confession, etc, everyone put their money, houses, cars and face conditions into the air after they were all dressed in hardcover. Then they got what they needed. When they looked at each other, they succeeded hand in hand. As for the powder and makeup removal on the stage, it was unknown. I really don’t understand whether those men and women on the show wore a few pairs of glasses to face this kind of thing which tested their eyesight. The so-called love at first sight seems appropriate but vulgar to use here, it is a little redundant. Also, the headlines of web pages and newspapers, which kind of money did XXX star get along with today, so-and-so stars also played flash marriages, so-and-so have obtained certificates secretly and so on. Similarly, when they are familiar with each other, bored with the smell, and the freshness disappears, with all kinds of pressures from life and society, I don’t know how many days they can survive. It seems that history is really spiral-shaped. Nowadays, it’s just OK that people like to dress in retro style. Even the marriage events follow such old-fashioned TV plots, which is influential! Tut… I don’t understand, I really don’t understand that nowadays young people follow the trend and fashion, whether the trend is happy or the reason is defeated by the trend. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Boat water no-

Boat water no-

May came unconsciously in an instant, and could not hear its footsteps. April had already come behind the years. On Wednesday, May 2nd, 2012, standing alone by the Singapore River, enjoying a moment of leisure. In the sky with dense floating clouds, the fierce sun was collected by the clouds, but he also put on a gold dress for himself. The warm breeze blew slowly and kissed my cheek gently, which also aroused shallow memories. There are few pedestrians on the street, and the traffic flow of cars is not much, which just gives me the feeling of leisure. The waves on the river were pushed slowly. Even though they were tired, they were still urged to keep moving forward, unwilling to stop, just like days passing day and night. The sun rises and the moon falls, and the stars change. Many unknown times are lost in the boring years like this. I often sit alone in the corner of the dusk, looking at all the shadows being pulled long, and then gradually disappear. I always sigh that the beautiful things in the world cannot be forced to stay. Always think about something in your mind silently at that moment, and miss someone quietly. Occasionally I think of myself in middle age, but suddenly I feel that my sail seems to be torn apart by the fierce wind of life, only to feel that I have been stagnant in a whirlpool, circling around, but I don’t know which direction to go. Lost yourself, lost the future, and even lost the goal of life. I often wonder whether I can’t distinguish the direction from now on if I just spend the rest of my life in such a muddled way. There is no ambition to climb over the mountains, no wish to cross the ocean, and only want to feel the warmth of human feelings in the world. However, I always miss some lost footprints when raindrops touch the window lightly. A ship full of tourists crossed the river slowly, stirring more wave marks and raising bursts of white foam. Looking at the tourists looking around leisurely on the boat, or wearing straw hats or holding binoculars, overlooking the buildings standing around, they admired me. Once upon a time, I also left all the trivial things like them, and took my beloved people to travel around the mountains and waters to feel the beauty of life. The disturbed river, along with the ships drifting away, also restored the usual warm current. Many things, just like ships crossing the river, will always set off countless ripples at that moment. Countless waves may make invisible waves ripple in the heart. However, when time passes by, you will find that everything will return to the usual calm, and no trace of the past will be found. Therefore, day after day, year after year, confused to find the end of life. In fact, every destination is a new beginning. Falling Leaves, presented, is the cycle of reincarnation. Life is the constant reincarnation between life and death, love and hate, gathering and scattering, sorrow and joy. Only by crying, laughing, angry and loving can we truly experience the five flavors of life and be regarded as a book that has experienced life. Most of the time, we think that we have left an eternal memory in someone’s life, blooming glorious splendor. However, when the river of life goes by, you will find that you believe in your feelings. The original moving will be killed by the sharp blade of time into thin memories. Looking back, perhaps we can only accept the past ignorance with a calm smile. No matter how much you have paid or what kind of unforgettable experience you have spent hand in hand, people’s emotions will gradually fade with the change of mood. Even though day and night are opposite, people will still find that they will sadly forget the joy of meeting at that time. Facing familiar and unfamiliar faces every day, I really don’t know why I was born and why I worked hard. Life is full of many false smiles and fraudulent words. Is it true that there is only an ordinary rule of sunrise and sunset? I once looked at myself in the mirror and was astonished to find the traces left by time on my face, just like the milestones in life, which were written with bitter paths and narrated unknown stories one by one. Sometimes, I really hope that I can slowly cross every scenery along the river of life. Don’t stay, don’t regret, just watch the evolution of things from a distance, don’t want to insert it, because I have already found that I can’t bear the big wind and waves of life. Life is like a river, flowing endlessly. Since it came to this world, life is just like blood flowing slowly with the pulse. Where it passes, it will be dyed by everything around. Therefore, a spring of clear water mixed with many colors and filthy, gradually made life happy, regretful and polluted. As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. The River of Life is also the road chosen by oneself, and gradually becomes a gray stream. The Other Shore is always the most beautiful. On the other side, it is always regarded as a beautiful picture of green willows drooping, red flowers blooming, clear sky and clear sea. Therefore, people like to stand on this shore and overlook the remote shore, ignoring the flowers and trees around their bodies, and thus they can not integrate into the world they should belong. People’s desire often faces some undeserved extravagant hopes, which leads to a confusion in their hearts. There is a saying that there is no trace of boats passing through the water, isn’t the river of life like this? Every time someone or something passes through his heart and wipes out the instant brilliance, he always hopes that it will be an eternal memory, but forgets that the river will take away everything, no matter it is fallen leaves, broken branches or residual flowers will drift along the river and gradually disappear from life. Maybe there would be one or two things, which stirred up quite big ripples like small stones and stirred up beautiful spray, but they would only be deposited in the bottom of my heart and would never be seen. There is no trace of the boat passing through the water. I hope all the things left in my memory are the best past. 2012.05.03 Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…