The soul of the Yellow River estuary
Wen Cui Xiangzhen
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In the five thousand years of Chinese civilization, there have been countless literati and inkers who love wine. The "Eight Immortals in Wine", headed by the Romantic poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, is the most convincing example. For many years, I have been very fond of Li Bai's poetry, but I have not been able to figure out whether it is wine that makes Li Bai or that Li Bai gives the poetic soul of wine.
I love poetry, and I love ya and U and I love wine. Favorite poems can be recited without distinction between the Tang and Song dynasties, but for wine, it is only a related liking, and it has never been seriously tasted. China is the homeland of wine, from the gentleness of Jiangnan to the qingjian of the northern country, from Du Kang's rice wine to Moutai in Guizhou, there are countless varieties. Du kang's barley wine is too far away, far too unreal. Although Moutai can be bought, it is not the cup of ordinary people. In this civilized kingdom of liquor, I can not drink alcohol, but I can't lose the minimum etiquette, and prepare three or two bottles of fine liquor to entertain my relatives and friends.
The best wine is made of the best grain, the sorghum with full grains, the golden and plump wheat grains, are all good raw materials for making white wine. People here love to drink horse farm wine from their hometown. Authentic horse farm wine is the factory wine of the military horse farm, more than 60 years of history, those accumulated over the years of wine fragrance can not be blown away by the wind and rain, from the workshop of the winery to every household in each village and town, in the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter. This winery is in Lonely Island Town, Lonely Island Town is in Dongying, and Dongying is at the mouth of the Yellow River. The Yellow River curves and bends, thousands of miles rush forward, with mud and sand in the Mouth of the Yellow River silt up a large area of new silt, the new silt land is my hometown Of Dongying, known as the youngest land in the republic of the oil new city. Year after year, the Yellow River lays thick and fine sand here, and the sand, loam and clay are expanded one by one, and the fertile land grows full of grainy crops and the myth of a winery.
Red sorghum, wheat, corn... are the best grains. The harvest of food is related to the sky and the earth, and grain is related to life in the village. The wind and rain are smooth, the water of the Yellow River is moist, and the grain and wine are related. The villages in Dongying don't seem to be big, they all seem to be very large, and people are very familiar and kind. The generation of the father's generation came to the house as a guest, greeted by a thick smile, a strong big hand, sitting on the fire in a down-to-earth manner, the grain harvest, the parents in the short, talking about the past and the present. Pork is cut back at the market, turquoise and tender green vegetables are planted in their own yards, the stove under the kang is red and shiny, and a big black iron pot is nourishing. The man's yard wine, which is usually not willing to drink, is full of cups, the more the dishes are eaten, the cooler it is, the hotter the heart is, the heart is open, and the chat is not enough. Sending guests out, the host does not shake, the guests do not shake. Our generation has no vegetable garden, no fire, but the heart is still hot. Stir-fry a few dishes at home, or simply sit in the hotel and bring your own horse farm wine. Bulk, bottled, all good. The more you eat the food, the cooler it gets, the hotter your heart gets, and you open your heart and chat enough. Sending guests out, the host does not shake, the guests do not shake.
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In this world, people are different from each other, and wine is different from wine. Good people warm their hearts, and so do good wines. Good wine is made by good people, with a sincere heart, in the wine industry. "Make wine in a down-to-earth manner, be honest and honest." Some people say that the farmers who know the crops best are not, but the people who make wine know more about crops. Crops are the lifeblood of farmers, and they are also the lifeblood of winemakers. "Grain is the basis of wine", no good grain can not make good wine. The Shandong people are straight and cheerful, and the grain grown by the Shandong people is also honest. The wheat was yellow, the sorghum was red, and the distillery's grain depot was piled up. They are all first-class good grains nourished by the water of the Yellow River, the glutinous sorghum is steamed, the snow-white rice is steamed, and the golden millet is steamed, all of which are put into the square cellar pit and hidden, covered tightly. "Thousands of years old cellar is bad", people who make wine are not in a hurry, and people who understand wine are not in a hurry.
The workshop of the distillery is very large, the smell of wine is full of wine, and the strong aroma of wine is strong. Rows of pits are lined up, and the pure aroma of wine is wrapped in an intoxicating atmosphere. To make a good wine, you must use good songs, and the best songs are made of wheat. People who make wine understand. Big songs are better than small songs, and block songs are better than scattered songs. The manufacturing technology of the block qu is complex, the cost is high, it takes a lot of time and manpower, and the people who make wine don't care, they only care about the quality of the wine and wine, the stomach of the drinker and the road in front of them that is getting wider and wider. The distillery has three large, well-ventilated koji libraries, each of which is filled with pale yellowish quks. These square pieces of paper resemble the adobe of their hometown in their memories, and the dense grains of wheat on the curves lock in some lingering nostalgia.
Sniffing the wheat scent of the curved pieces, I remembered the land and crops in my hometown, and I remembered myself who had sweated like rain. At this moment, the winemakers are also sweating like rain, they are not harvesting crops, but they cherish the grain as much. The land at the mouth of the Yellow River is suitable for planting all kinds of crops, here there are four distinct seasons, there is the Yellow River and the Bohai Sea, there is wind and snow and wetlands, there are Crab Xia Cang and white dew as frost. The land is fertile and the crops are simple. Croppers plant crops and harvests in the spring and autumn every year without stopping, in order to have enough food and clothing for a happy life. The tuition fees of the children, the old man's old age, and the wine glass of himself and the old father. They have been using horse farm wine for many years to loosen and fatigue the bones and bones, driving away the troubles of trivial life. They put the best grain in their mouths, and they send the best grain to the distillery. The older generation was driving the carriage to deliver food, and the bells were jingling. The car was loaded with grain piled up into a hill, and there were also gourds hanging from scattered wine, and as soon as the grain was sold, it was filled with wine gourds, and the sweet wine aroma could be thrown out of the whip. The older generation is old, and the carriages and horses are old, but the grain will not be old, and the wine will not be old.
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People who make wine can drink, they only drink their own wine. Wine is a thousand cups of confidants, and those who love to drink horse farm wine are their confidants, grain wine, not on the head. Horse farm wine is not compared with Du Kang's straw wine, nor is it compared with Moutai in Guizhou, people who make wine only want to make a most nourishing wine, raise hometown people and raise foreigners, as long as you love to drink, I will do it with my heart. There is no distinction between noble and lowly grain at the mouth of the Yellow River, and there is no distinction between noble and lowly horse barn wine made from grain from the mouth of the Yellow River. What is in the gourd and in the glass bottle are all good wine, and everyone can drink it, and no one can drink enough.
People have a original intention, wine also has a original intention, and the people who make wine initially only want to give the best wine to the people who know it best, and now they still are. Life has risen, the price of grain has risen, the price of manpower has risen, and the price of wine must also rise. The old man who has been frugal for most of his life went to buy other brands of wine to drink, felt cheap and saved money, drank twice and felt uncomfortable, and wanted to open it himself. Riding a tricycle with a wine gourd straight to the distillery, expensive to be afraid of something, and not unable to drink, said to himself, the drinker held back a smile.
Since ancient times, wine has been cultured, and the wine culture of winemakers has the charm of Tang poetry and Song poetry, but more is "when the day of hoeing is noon, the sweat drops are under the soil." "The steadfastness. Their concept is very positive, to do a good job of wine, to do a good job of wine culture. The wine culture is very deep, no one can taste it to the end, they can't taste it to the end, but they have been working hard. Wine and wine culture are spiritual, and their spirit is particularly pragmatic by horse farm wine. The heart is kind and upright, the wine is full and mellow, and this sweet and mellow beauty is enough to make you and me warm in the winter, and it is enough to settle the bitter and homesick soul of a wanderer. (2328 words)
About author:Cui Xiangzhen, a member of the Shandong Provincial Writers Association and a member of the Shandong Prose Literature Society, was shortlisted for the 3rd Feng Zikai Prose Award, and many articles were selected for the middle school entrance examination, the middle and high school entrance examination simulated reading questions and junior high school language teaching materials.
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