excerpted from the Internet

After reading Lu Xun's "People's Words", there is a passage: "It was noon on a hot day, and a peasant woman was working hard and suddenly sighed:' The Empress really didn't know how happy she was. At this time, it was not a nap in bed. When I woke up, I cried, "Bring a persimmon!" "

Oh, Mr. Wang's writing is really simple, neat, capable and swaying.

and the peasant woman's knowledge is so childish: the most beautiful scenery is condensed on a persimmon by her; All the luxuries of the court are not nonexistent, but they are all outside her world. The two are exciting, making people smile or spray rice. But what reason should we laugh at her? The world is so big, who can know everything? Her imagination sticks to her life. People are not allowed to regard persimmon as the best hope.

rustic? Yes, persimmon, of course, can not be separated from the soil where persimmon trees grow. Everything is born in the soil. Isn't a Book of Songs also attached to the velvet grass that comes out of the land? The "15-Nation Style", with 161 articles, is a folk ballad collected by poetry collectors every spring, shaking Mu Duo and going deep into the people. What is "wind"? It's "rustic wind", it's a rumor.

earthy soil is earthy and folk. In the 42nd episode of A Dream of Red Mansions, granny Liu, who is sophisticated and rustic, brought a happy laugh to the grand view garden with a layer of sad fog because of her unique rural simplicity. After eating the banquet, "Jin Yuanyang's three-announcement of the teeth", Granny Liu's quips, "The fire burned the caterpillar", "A radish with a garlic" and "The flowers fell into a big pumpkin" are all things in the soil. The answer, full of rural interest, made the ladies and gentlemen laugh. Grandma Liu, like a bunch of country game arranged by Xueqin, is very grounded.

I once read Mr. Jiang Xingyu's book "Substituting Drama for Medicine", and an article recorded a Henan tune "Guan Gong Ci Cao". Cao Cao (singing): Cao Mengde shouted at once. Listen to me, Guan Erdi, and run away. I didn't treat you well in Xudu, and jiaozi fried fritters for a meal. Your eldest sister-in-law, Cao, cooks and cooks in person, and she is only too busy to sweat in cold weather. You're tired of eating white flour buns with bacon, and I'll steam you a pot of horsetooth cabbage. Move the garlic mortar and pound the garlic juice, and mix the shredded radish with sesame oil.

Look at the lyrics, and your face will smile. All Henan tastes and civilian food. Sister-in-law Cao, who tastes like Henan, is quite capable and virtuous. After burning the pot and burning the stove, she moved garlic mortar to make small dishes and set up delicious food. Why can't you be surrounded by Master Guan?

And the lyrics about this plot in Beijing Opera are as follows:

Cao Cao: I treated you kindly in Caoying, and got on the horse and got off the horse in the red robe. It's not small to sponsor you, Marquis Lu of Shouting, but you have forgotten the old friends!

this word is elegant, with a larger capacity, which is more in line with historical facts, but it has lost its homeliness and rusticity, and lost its lively folk imagination. If it is sung in the village drama

during the slack season, how can something like "Beauty in Red Robe" move people's hearts? What the hell is "Shoutinghou"?

A aria in the Shandong Lu Opera Xiachenzhou: I heard that the old Bao was going out of Beijing, and he was busy with the East Palace and the West Palace. Empress in the East Palace baked cakes, while empress in the West Palace peeled green onions. This is naturally the "Xiachenzhou" of Shandong's appetite. If you switch to Shanxi, it is estimated that it is Daoxiao Noodles, isn't it? Thinking of these vulgar singing, a little itch in my soul was smoothed away. I really admire the folk wisdom that grows close to the land.