Songpu in Hengbu Town is an old natural village beside Hengxi River. Like a clump of wild grass and flowers by the stream, it is full of spring, but does not disturb the prosperity of the development zone. He is just guarding his innocence and happily showing the natural beauty of the Tian family to passers-by.
(1) Rapeseed flowers bloom
Walking through Songpu in spring, I suddenly thought of something.
When I was a child, the description of spring often used the words "a hundred flowers blooming in a thousand colors", but that is no longer the case. Later, after more spring passed and my memory became longer, I realized that this was not the case again. "A thousand purples and reds" is fair enough, but "a hundred flowers bloom" is a bit ambiguous.
For example, the various small wildflowers in the countryside in front of us are all vying to bloom on the grass in order to catch up with the flowering season in spring. And what we see is only what they look like after they are opened. This "uniformity" is an illusion and cannot withstand scrutiny.
Speaking of the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, people in the city can experience a riot of colors when visiting gardens to see the flowers, but in the countryside it is rare to see such bright reds and purples together. In the countryside, there are only peach and apricot flowers in spring, and some other miscellaneous trees are also blooming randomly. However, they only grow scattered in the corners of the village, as if they accompany the old trees every year, watching and waiting for something. They are not colorful and colorful in groups. They are also making spring, giving visitors a happy surprise.
But then again, in this early spring of February, there are green wheat seedlings and yellow cauliflower flowers in the countryside, and the most exciting rapeseed flowers are growing in size. Looking around the countryside, they seem to be blooming everywhere.
The same applies to the cauliflower beside the Song Pavilion. They are also blooming towards the pond in front of the house and behind the house, filling the corners of every field. It also gives full play to the tension of life, while other objects are ignored. At this time, walking on the country road, I was enjoying the slightly moist smell of cauliflower, and the bees were "buzzing" in front and behind under the sun. It was really hard to be sober but not drunk.
The sky is yellow and the ground is yellow.
The world of February is the world of cauliflower. They are spreading overwhelmingly; they are enthusiastic and unrestrained, blooming with vigorous momentum; they seem to be blooming to the horizon without fear of anything, and they will bloom with them. It makes people's good mood fly easily to the blue sky and white clouds.
(2) Native Chicken
The spring was bright, and on the new grass beside the fence, an old hen was looking for food with a nest of fluffy chicks. With a warm bundle of love.
The old hen was so patient that she "clucked" here and there, pecking at grass worms and grass buds and then putting them down. It is teaching its children to eat, and some of them are disobedient and are looking for food on their own. They ran far away, but as long as there was a slight disturbance, they all ran to the old hen like arrows. He suddenly got into the loosened wings, uneasily exposed his little head, and looked out with his small black eyes.
After a while, some brave ones couldn't bear it any longer and ran out again in small groups, continuing to chase and fight with each other. There is also something very new about coquettishness. It has to jump on the back of the old hen and make trouble. It is really difficult to do anything about it.
This nest of chicks was hatched by the old hen in the twelfth lunar month of last year and hatched in the first month of this year. In the countryside, they also have a nice name, called "New Year Chicken". Because there are old hens taking care of them, they are easy to raise and the family can rest assured. It's not like the chicks bought from the hatchery, which make people worry, and they are afraid of cold and heat and are difficult to serve.
However, it is rare to see such a scene in rural villages now. Only the old ladies left behind, who still know how to incubate chickens, are doing this long-lost thing.
This should be considered an intangible cultural heritage, right?
(3) Native dogs
In Yinyanyan Village, you can hear dogs barking.
It is an old tradition to have dogs in the village, which makes the village become quiet and peaceful. But now, people in the countryside are already raising small foreign dogs, and not many are raising big dogs.
In my heart, I still like the kind of "big bench dog" called the Chinese Pastoral Dog. After all, there are still factors for raising dogs in the countryside to guard the house. A good dog that protects Sancun, an old breed with great style, I love it for taking on responsibilities. The sound is low and intimidating, and it looks friendly.
Happy New Year, especially when young people return home from other places, it is inevitable to visit relatives and get together with friends. There are more people coming in and out of Zhuangzi, which makes the little boys and girls on Zhuangzi busy. People come and go, cars come in and out, they all bark for a while when they see them, to greet or see them off, and to perform their duties.
The old rule of thumb that dogs bite through rags is no longer valid today. Today's young people have improved their appearance and are so avant-garde that even wearing rags is "fashionable". Sometimes they bite the wrong person and are scolded by their owner, so they have no choice but to turn their heads and look with disappointed eyes and walk away, looking at the visitor and becoming very depressed.
The cultural background is really different, and there are too many things to manage. Over the course of the first month, they were all exhausted by the constant coming and going of people. They have learned well, and sometimes they just watch from a distance and bark a few symbolic times to show off, and it's time to take a rest.
(4) Farmhouses
Farmhouses in Zhuangzi mostly face north and south to capture the sun.
They start in spring every year and go through summer to autumn and winter. Take your time, look back to where you are, and be at peace all the time.
It was a sunny day. After breakfast, the old men had long been accustomed to throwing away their bowls. Those who had something to do in the fields would hurry up and go away. Those who had nothing to do also threw up their sleeves and walked out with their feet. . And those mothers-in-law and grandmothers who want to dry their bedding and clothes have to deal with it in a hurry. Fortunately, the trees on Zhuangzi are not yet shady. You can sit anywhere in front of your house and get some sun. I also didn’t forget to take out the salted fish and bacon to dry in the sun. The rest of the time was spent hanging out and chatting.
Nowadays, young mothers who have babies tend to stay at home. Of course, I love the wind and sunshine even more, and I am so happy. All things depend on the sun to grow. Even if something happens, you should put it away first. It is a big deal to bring your baby to the door to bask in the sun.
With a courtyard filled with warm sunshine, the front door of your baby’s home is always the most attractive place for mothers-in-law and grandmothers to come. They were sitting around the mother and son like stars holding the moon, looking at the baby kindly. He was praising and blessing him with joy, and those who didn't have enough love insisted on taking them over, hugging them, and kissing them.
They call their new daughter-in-law a "newcomer" and their baby a "little newcomer". Think about it, compared to this old village, it is this generation of new people that makes the old village glow with vitality and popularity every year. In this simple atmosphere, it is full of love. They seemed to be taking care of their own servants, and they seemed to have returned to the past, indulging in the intertwining of past and present time.
The young mother has enough milk to feed her baby so much that his farts explode. When they saw it, they clapped their hands happily and laughed, and said, "Ah, good! My son farted!"
(5) Hengxi
The night rain began to clear, The shallow Hengxi River flows in front of Songpu, as clear as water. It flowed over clearly, and then flowed over again clearly.
It’s not yet time to flood, and the stream is still crystal clear and unobstructed, moving forward in twists and turns. It is also nourishing the vegetables in people's vegetable fields by the stream, which are growing wildly with a smile every day. The winter dead grass on the water bank has long been replaced by new shallow grass. The grass spreads out to the water surface in jagged patterns, blending the fresh green with the stream, making it look particularly ethereal and bright.
In the grass beside the stream, water parsley sprouted wildly everywhere. Unexpectedly, it became as new as jade, and it was already swaying and taking photos. I have prepared a kick of celery mud again, waiting for the spring swallows to come in and peck at it and float away.
The vines along the embankment lead to the forest belt, and the leaves of the green ribbon are also starting to turn green. Bathed in the spring breeze, I look up in the vibrant day. The little birds flew happily among the tangled branches, calling out the clear sky in rhyme. There is also the stupid turtle dove, which crows joyfully without any scruples when spring comes.
Pedestrians come and go on the embankment, giving birth to the joy of passing each other. There are also cars that light their horns and give way when passing by. The plan for a year begins with spring, as the old saying goes. Nowadays, there is no spring plowing in the countryside. That is a matter for the big farmers. They only plant for one season, so it is still early. However, there are always restless figures in the countryside, and they start to do the same thing that they have repeated all year round on their own one-third of an acre of land.
I feel that after the New Year in Hengxi, everything has changed. If we compare this Hengxi to an ink painting, then the painter is Hengxi himself. He just painted a few strokes and finished it in one go. The colors are vivid and the charm is comfortable, making people feel fragrant every step of the way.
The spring breeze is gentle and smooth, and it is just like a gentle and long-lasting country ditty. It blows for a long time, letting the flowing charm of farm smoke float in the countryside...
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Some of today’s young people are a little vague about the concept of the lunar calendar. Especially the expressions of seasonal farming affairs are messed up according to the solar calendar. As everyone knows, the "four seasons and twenty-four solar terms" are calculated according to the lunar calendar. Although those who make big things don't stick to trivial matters, sometimes you still have to pay attention, otherwise you will make a joke. Even ordinary people must live their lives clearly.
Although anything is possible, can you say that New Year's Day is the first day of the Lunar New Year? Can you say that February 2 of the Gregorian calendar is the folk custom of "the dragon raises its head on the second day of February"?