Chuan Jiang Zizi moving forward along the road [impression wu long essay]]

Chuanjiang chant is a folk singing form which is led by the chauvinist for the unified movement and rhythm of Chuanjiang boatmen, with the help and chorus of all boatmen. From the Internet 1. Getting acquainted with Chuanjiang opera, it turned out to be in an entertainment program that traveled all over the country, “boys and girls rush forward”. Dressed up in a short skirt, several genuine Chongqing elder brothers danced before the game and performed a brief Chuanjiang trumpet, starting with a passionate chant. Suddenly, the distinctive shouting and singing with strong rhythm spread out successively. The noisy crowd suddenly kept silent, without noise and laughter, and only the sound and music floating over the Chuanjiang River for thousands of years echoed faintly in their ears, it seems that people are placed on the bank of the steep Bashu River, with sonorous words and dreams. The compere, a pair of handsome men and girls, obviously didn’t expect these rough voices to be like this. Maybe they were just used to leading the audience to shout loudly and create atmosphere, but it was difficult to deal with the rare silence on the field, considering the wording, I saw that their mouths were stirring, and bigger surprises came everywhere. The Sichuan river trumpets were lingering around and walking away euphemistically. After a short silence, the audience’s applause thundered. The immortal old Chens still have such a great charisma to this day. The listeners are moved, the viewers keep silent, meet by chance, after reading, they can’t help flying across the river and thinking a lot. It was just a happy playground, because the whole atmosphere of this group of Chuanjiang songs seemed to be dignified. I quietly watched these people who had just finished singing falling into the water one by one, none of the whole team could pass the whole pass, but what they left me was not smiling, but yearning for these honest Chuanjiang chants, whining and drinking like on the shore where the water was gasp, the bow of the boat, let go of the throat, enjoy the high low open, Ah call yo 2. In the past few years, Chengdu enjoyed the national flavor of abundance, and at the same time, it also read all Sichuan cuisine. In many restaurants known as authentic Sichuan cuisine, Chuanjiang cuisine was slightly different, and it was said that it integrated the ancient and modern characteristics of Sichuan cuisine, FA gu Yanxin not only inherits the tradition of Sichuan cuisine, but also has the elaborate production of new Sichuan cuisine. Last year, I went to Longquan to see peach blossom, and my friends hosted a reception. There was also a Sichuan-Jiangzi, which was known to be a chain. This store in Longquan is very distinctive. It happens to be a triangular intersection, and a conical building is built at the same time. From a distance, it looks like a building like a bow, holding its head high and moving forward through the waves. Several big words with great momentum: Chuanjiang trumpet, red font, flowing clouds and flowing water, as if stepping on the waves. If eating has been counted as a culture, people who love food now have too many choices. They just fill their stomachs. It seems that there is no realm. Sitting in the shop of Chuanjiang restaurant, tasting delicious food, it is rare to feel the long-standing Chuanjiang culture with some cultural meanings. Eating Sichuan cuisine, drinking Sichuan wine and smoking Sichuan cigarettes, a group of Sichuan friends with smiling faces, and I, who was famous from other places, seemed to hear the Sichuan river horn coming from far away in a little tipsy, melodious, full of flavor. That night, several people were a little drunk. A little brother from Chongqing hit the beat of Chuanjiang horn and shouted fiercely. On Longquan Street, it attracted people to look back. We looked at each other and smiled. 3. This year, my friend went to Wulong and said that what he was doing there was very decent now. He was impressed by Wulong. He searched for the descendants of Chuanjiang Horn in those years and planned a real Chuanjiang sailing scene. My friend was a salesman, benefiting from his career, he came and went freely all over the country. Every time he heard these things, he felt extremely jealous. This time I heard the Chuanjiang horn again, and I couldn’t help wondering. Many years ago, there were no motor boats at that time. The Cypress boats left the river, with narrow waterways and urgent water flow. When there were dangerous beaches, they all went along the river by manpower. What kind of scene was that! Thus, the most complicated and changeable Labor horn of Chuanjiang River in China was born. When the horn rang, the sound shook along the coast, while the trackers buried their heads in drinking and strived forward, all of which gave us countless reveries, that song, of course, is the symphony of power and folk music, led by clear and bright high pitch, followed by a group of solemn and stirring echo, between the mountains and the water, and under the sky, that should be a huge magnificent picture. I couldn’t help being obsessed with it. Wu Long is not far away, my friend said with a smile, since I like it, just go and have a look. Before leaving, my friend patted the round belly, and I will be your guide when I have time. It suddenly occurred to me that Yin Xiangjie’s love of the trickster was also related to Chuanjiang opera? It must be, but the artistic works seem too romantic, which is different from what I understand. On the shore, under the scorching sun, in the cold wind, the real Chuanjiang trumpet, the real trickster, they are a group of working people at the bottom, who pull the fiber to survive and support their families. And it was just them who kowtowed step by step in the past when goods came out of Sichuan and trade, and they wrote the most primitive movement of life hard and pulled the ship ahead of the times! I decided to have a look, not to visit, but to worship, experience and feel the sufferings of my predecessors. Of course, I also wanted to listen to the great folk music of Chuanjiang, which made my soul dream. That’s the decision. Maybe it is the golden autumn and October. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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. 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