Where the spiritualism, vanilla still three households
When the wall, Xiang Liu should know nine songs heart
This is in the study of "Li Sao" when added to the words, later only to know that this is Yuelu Mountain three Lu doctor ancestral couplet, and went so many times Yuelu Shan, after all, is not found three Lu doctor shrine fell where.
The Dragon Boat Festival, for me, has a very peculiar feeling. Perhaps because I to Qu Yuan, some is not only a kind of admiration, a kind of xinxian. The first time to Changsha, the way Miluo station, when the heart of a shiver, for this qu burial place full of longing. In the heart silently tell oneself, must in the Dragon Boat Festival to go once miluo, drink a Miluo river, it is a sacred ceremony.
Alone in a foreign land for the stranger, do not know when to return to the hometown. So just after 51, they plan to return to the Dragon Boat Festival home, but for various reasons, the plan failed. Close to the holiday, but did not have any preparation for the trip to Miluo, but the final exam day to come, forced, in the dormitory and study room spent the Dragon Boat Festival.
Dragon Boat Festival three days holiday, said long not long said short not short, stay in the school of the classmate pour also have half, still not vacation on and the class committee together to buy Zongzi to stay school students, today six o'clock to get up early and learn committee together to get a book good Zongzi, to the students to send to the dormitory. This is already eight o ' all, and a rush of sleepy, went to bed and fell asleep. 11 points suddenly woke up, the muddle out of bed wash, see the table of Zongzi, this is the lunch bar.
Zongzi is already cold, pour a cup of hot water on the side. Magic winding Way let me not untie, peel off the leaves, no familiar with the rice dumplings, nor familiar with the taste of sticky. Personally feel that the Dragon Boat Festival throughout the country, Miluo should be the most solemn bar, and the distance from the Miluo one hours to the Changsha, the taste of zongzi should be better than the Northern delicious bar. But everything is so unexpected, everything is not imagined in the beautiful, even said, not delicious.
Swallow the first rice dumplings, I know, I miss home. On the home of the missing, swallow a mouthful of ice-cold dragon Boat Festival. Homesick when, will climb to the mountain, or a person climbed to high place, face north-that is the direction of the home, feel the wind blowing, nearly 2000 miles of the trek, he is tired, tired of the hometown of the fragrance of the soil in the half road. The magical land, my eyes can not cross the space to see you, my body can not feel your breath. Maybe, only dream, can go back to the life I raised me to my heart, where, there is my soul, and my home.
Habit of watching the weather forecast in Changsha to see the weather in Heze, home rain, home fog haze, home high temperature, 2000 miles away, know, so, it seems to shorten the distance between me and my hometown, hey, I have been concerned. For a long time did not hear the pure accent, we say accent is imperceptibly like Putonghua, to a large extent, only the tone is different, really afraid that one day, I will forget that feeling, forget those who taught me to describe the world of those magical syllables.
The door next to the house is not and inserted Ai Cao--legend can ward off evil, mother in the morning with an AI Cao boiled eggs is still that taste, I seem to smell the aroma of wormwood. Ai, homophonic, sorrow-this is a pious ritual, the mourning of the dead is also the hope of the living. There has never been such a desire at home in the Dragon Boat Festival, there is no sacred ceremony, there is no solemn ceremony. Family together, eat a sweet zongzi, is the beauty of life.
Also think of Shang "Drink a Miluo Jiang": Ji Kang's Miluo River, is a tear people's heart Guangling scattered, Li Bai's Miluo River, is a bright moon, Su Dongpo's Miluo River, is an end of the road of relegation; Qiu Jin's Miluo River, is a cutting head of the broadsword; Wen Yiduo Miluo River, is a bullet through the chest ... This is the end of their lives, and wandering the wandering, wandering around the ghosts. Where would it be our Miluo River?
Some people say that the Dragon Boat Festival in the north is not as grand as the Dragon Boat Festival in the south, I think so before coming to Changsha. But now, I can only helpless smile, the time of day thousands of years later, here are almost forget all this. Remember, just Zongzi, just dragon boat, just been established by the national legal holiday. Not many people will remember thousands of years ago today, a great patriotic poet Jiang, desperate to commit suicide. Only in the north, there is not so many rivers in the south, so people will always remember to eat Zongzi is to commemorate the Qu, people will never forget the Dragon Boat Festival early morning on the door hanging an AI grass to honor the lost souls.
Dragon Boat Festival, this is a Memorial day, and I feel the Dragon Boat festival here, less light incense, more a festive atmosphere and the race to send a strange phenomenon of zongzi. This ice-cold dragon Boat Festival, after all, still brought my homesickness.
Ice-cold dragon Boat Festival
