Qingwei | Spring League

The north wind whistled and the snow drifted. This year's winter is really like that. Ruixue Mega Year, the Spring League must have this sentence during the New Year. Seize the time to practice calligraphy, and then you will have more spirit.

Big red paper, warm and excited, festive and warm, countless flowers bloom in it. The ink was pitch black, resolute and steady, solemn and solemn, as if it contained deep and majestic power. Horizontal and vertical, short and long, lifting and pressing to make the turn, or thick or thin, a variety of lines flowing out of the pen end, like a dragon flying phoenix dance, in the spring of a hundred flowers blooming, purple and red to enjoy the joy. When I used to watch my father write the Spring Festival, I had such a feeling.

Time is rushing, and after watching the New Year's Spring Festival for decades, I feel more and more complicated and emotional. When I was a child, I was absent-minded, but now I can't help but be excited, revered, and magical, not knowing how I became like this.

When will there be memories of Spring League? There is a faint shadow of the courtyard of the hometown, with new clothes, firecrackers, delicious meals and so on. I used to stand at the outer door to watch the pedestrians on the street, and there was also the shadow of the door, people came in and out, but there was no impression of the Spring League on the door. Chunlian is a large character written on red paper. If you think about it again, it seems that there are words, but they are not written on paper, but directly painted on the door with red paint. It was some quotations from Chairman Mao, thick strokes, straight lines, sharp edges, neat rules, solemn and solemn. So big, so red words, cold wind blowing, ice and snow intrusion, the door panels are gray and dark and mottled, but this big red character is more conspicuous. It seems to be written with the words "Agricultural Science Village" and "Grasping Revolution to Promote Production". I was in elementary school and knew some words.

It's been a long time, and in the darkness and haze, there are such red handwriting on some gates and walls in the village. Maybe such slogans are too conspicuous and too impressive, so I don't remember that there is a common Spring League now, or people have replaced the Spring League with such slogans? There were several brothers in a family, all of whom were strong laborers, who earned a lot of work in the production team, and built a gate building, and there were inscriptions on the cement walls on both sides: "Spring wind and willows are thousands, and 600 million Shenzhou is shunyao." There was a meaning of spring in it, and at that time, I didn't understand what "Shenzhou" and "Shunyao" meant.

When the spring league with red paper and black characters on the village gate increased, the slogans with hard lines gradually disappeared. The times have changed greatly, the land has been contracted to households, and the peasants have planted their own land. My father was a primary school teacher and was good at calligraphy, and many neighbors came to my house to ask my father to write the Spring Festival. The big red paper unfolded, and the room suddenly added a warm and bright feeling, and people also became energetic. The father folded the paper while talking to the visitor. "What words to write?" Have you thought about it? "Ah, uncle, where do you know, you look at it and write it." That is, the New Year is fresh and fresh. New Year's Day, old customs, no bar is not enough. The father said: "New Year's Day, some are old-fashioned, go out to see the joy, celebrate the Spring Festival or something, there are also some new words." "My father opened a plastic-skinned notebook with some spring leagues copied from newspapers or books." The uncle is really learned, and there are special books. I also followed the light. The father said: "The Spring League has exquisite, good words, good words, and rhymes or something." Our countryside is not very exquisite, and the king of the stove is good to the heavens, and he also says happy and auspicious words. ”

The house is full of laughter, the fire is exuberant, the tea is fragrant, the ink is also a little fragrant, and the prepared New Year meals are tempting. In this warm atmosphere, the father laid out the paper and waved, one by one Chinese characters jumped on the paper, full of spirit, full of vitality: "The days increase the number of years, people increase their longevity, spring is full of Qiankun and Fumen", "Xiangyang Gate is always in the spring, and the good people are celebrating more than once", "Industrious to go home, science and technology knock on the door of getting rich", "The ancient show of the country and the mountains, the spring of the motherland"...

A few days ago, there was an endless stream of people asking my father to write the Spring Festival, and some of them rushed to the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve: "Ah, I was so busy that I forgot the most important things." How to celebrate the New Year without a door? The father also laughed: "It's good to be busy, drinking wine and eating meat is the New Year, which is the most real." "That's not okay, you can't just eat and drink, make people laugh, the New Year has to be a little interesting." 」 Spring League is written, wait a little while, the ink is dry before you can take it, sit down for a cup of tea. Chat a few words: "It's really troublesome uncle, these days to write the door pair, but it cost a lot of ink." The father said: "Where the words, I just happen to practice calligraphy, a rare opportunity." "Uncle has knowledge, we are the most learned in our village, you have knowledge, and you write well with a brush." My father said: "Praise, learning is endless, you have to continue to practice." When the man was leaving, the father said, "Drink two cups here, shall you?" Ready-made wine dishes. "What can I do, this is already troublesome Uncle." Uncle came to my house to drink after the year, and now it is different from before, and I don't have to worry about eating and drinking. Everyone laughed.

During the New Year, the door of my house and the outer door are pasted with New Year's League. Inside and outside the gate, there are also "go out to see the joy", "enter the door to see the joy", the pig pen half-cut door is "six animals thriving", and the trunk of the big tree in the patio is pasted with "spring light full of courtyard". One day, I was standing in the courtyard and suddenly had a wonderful feeling. The sun is shining, gentle and peaceful, the ice melts, the ground is wet, the bark is slightly green, as if the juice is flowing, the birds on the treetops chirp, not a common sparrow, it is a new bird singing, spring has arrived. I am in the spring sunshine, in the reflection of the spring league. Indeed, the spring light is full of courtyards, and it seems that thousands of purples and thousands of reds are in front of you, warblers and swallows are dancing, and bees and butterflies are flying in a ball. My heart couldn't help but be excited and excited, hot.

I left home to live in junior high school, and I had to help my family do farm work on weekends. During the winter vacation, I was not idle, and I went with my father to the responsibility field to transport the circle of fertilizer. Although my father was a public teacher who ate the grain of the national treasury, we even had grandparents, eight people and a big son, and many farm jobs could not be done. The father wrote with a pen, his hands full of hard cocoons, and he used more large pickaxes. It's the New Year again, and the outer door of our family's simple fence is replaced by a large iron gate, and the horizontal batch above the center is four big words: "Top Gun". On the horizontal plaque of the door are the words "strive to be strong", "diligent and thrifty family", "study hard" and so on. The couplets on both sides of the door cannot be remembered, some are auspicious words for the New Year, and some are sentences with similar meanings to the above horizontal criticisms.

"It's the New Year, it's time to write some nice words, I'm all happy." Mother said. "What sounds good is the kind words to others, how the day is, I know it myself." Time passes too quickly, life lies in struggle, and it is really happy to realize the ideal. Father said.

Father is talking about himself, as if he is also speaking specifically to us children. It was just that the teenager was ignorant at that time, could not hear it in his ears, and did not understand the meaning. Father's lines are thin and hard, the pen is vigorous, the momentum is open, and the spirit of perseverance and fortitude is exuded. I sometimes feel nervous, stressed, uncomfortable, and don't like it very much.

My father's calligraphy was well written, and he was more able to bear hardships and suffer hardships, save money, and work hard to teach and cultivate the land. The family built a new house, and the days slowly improved. These Spring Leagues also seem to be written for our children, we must study hard, have ambition, and have a future appearance. But what can be done? Where is the ideal? I don't know. At that time, rural children had to jump out of the farm, there was a job, it seemed that there was only one way out of the examination, but it was difficult to graduate from junior high school and take the secondary school examination, and some could not review for several years, or go home to farm. If you go to high school, you have to study for another three years, and as for the university entrance examination, I don't know what is going on. Where is the ideal? Work more so that parents are less affected? More food, better life? I am just a child who goes to school and studies, does not have much strength, is not often at home, and cannot help much. There are many people in the village, and it is useless to make great efforts. And parents often say that they suffer so that their children will no longer live such a life.

The next year, my father wrote the Spring Festival, did not write "work hard" or anything, remembering that it seems to be the common words of green mountains and green waters, ruixue red plums, well-being and happiness, auspicious and wishful thinking. These words really make people happy, warm and bright in their hearts, a group of harmony, and a lot of good hopes.

But it seems that hope is always an illusion of emptiness, but life is so real, hard, rocky. "Time flies too fast", all kinds of things can not cope with, involuntarily, as if in a turbulent tide, always tumbling and floating, not enough breath. Junior high school, high school, college, all the way bumpy, stumbling, feel that they have suffered a lot, but also seem to feel that parents, grandparents are not easy, rural people are not easy.

In the New Year, my father wrote the Spring League, and I posted the Spring League. The long square red paper shines everywhere, and the ink is fresh and vivid in the warm brilliance, calm and powerful. Therefore, in the years of cloud shrouding, it seems that there is always such a piece of auspicious light, warm and bright, shining in the heart, giving me hope and strength, and illuminating the direction of progress. It was in the courtyard of the small village, and a pair of New Year's Unions shone brightly and will never be forgotten. Red paper and black characters, as if purple qi is coming from the east, the rising sun is rising, full of the breath of spring. Of course, I think that thousands of households are posted with the New Year League, all of which have brilliance, illuminate their homes, and warm their hearts. Many years have passed, "always replace the new peach with the old charm", as if under the call of the New Year League, the days are getting better day by day, people are not afraid of hardships and difficulties, and use their greatest strength to turn their dreams into reality.

A few years ago, my father had a stroke and could no longer write. Although I have heard about it since I was a child, influenced by my father, sometimes I also practice calligraphy, intermittently for many years, I think it is OKAY, but the words are afraid of going up the wall, and when I wait for the door, I always feel embarrassed, not like the appearance, and I lack the spirit. It is not easy to think of my father writing the Spring Festival, writing songs and ink dances, and being famous when he was young and having his own style. How can I write a word like that? How does the hand holding the pen holder grow thick calluses, and how does a family live a life? How did you get through the long years? I had never thought about it before. Now I am full of sorrow and cannot look back.

In recent years, I have insisted on practicing calligraphy, which seems to be a bit like, but I feel that calligraphy is broad and profound, and the more difficult it is to write, the more difficult it is, which is the accumulation and sublimation of thousands of years of painstaking efforts of Chinese civilization. Life is the same, I am already middle-aged, only began to understand a little meaning. The years flowed, silent, more and more missed the past time, remembered the scene of my father writing the New Year League, very moved.

The New Year is coming, I bought the 10,000-year-old red couplet, calmed down, and seriously wrote the New Year's Couplet. I feel that the pen is so heavy, the ink is so thick, and the paper is so red. I can't help but fold my hands and pray sincerely: Ruixue Mega Year, write a good Spring Festival, have a good year, be auspicious and prosperous, happy and healthy.

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