Jincheng dialect
There is an attitude called "can't tie down", there is a kind of two goods called "seventy percent", there is a kind of contempt called "one", there is a kind of bragging called "throwing", there is a stubborn called "real armor" ,—— if you can read the above words, don't be proud, your Jincheng dialect is at most the fourth level! Look at the following trendsetting Jincheng dialects, can you read them?
The most difficult to understand Jincheng time
Night one
Previous
Big previous one
Not ahead
The latter
early morning
Black coming
Years and years
Today
All day long
White one
The most difficult to understand the jincheng people's body
The most difficult to understand jincheng location
Stunned (referred to as: ditch edge)
Weng (referring to: home)
Caves (referred to as alleys, alleys)
Inside
Hall house
Yard
Outside (Outside)
Small Horns (Horns)
Papa Pond (Lake)
The most difficult jincheng mantra
Single groove (nagging)
Don't live (don't need)
Less With Me Hairy (Provocative)
(nausea)
Uh-huh (sigh)
Panic (strenuous)
Card not mined (unified)
The most difficult jincheng animal to understand
Pimple (frog)
Old Out (Mouse)
Wow (I know)
Squirrel
Ground root (cricket)
Flea (fleas)
The most difficult to understand Jincheng food
Syrup (sauerkraut)
Roll Eight Buns (Burritos)
Mi Qi (noodle soup with millet added)
Hemp sugar
Ground beans (potatoes)
Non-rotten soup (mixed soup)
Lee Caught (Cake)
Wood ear shellfish
Oil grid hemp (fried pasta)
Maybe now Jincheng's post-80s
I can also remember some nursery rhymes left by the older generation
Old Jincheng's childhood memories - childhood songs
My childhood was brought up in Tong Yao.
"Whoops, sleep. Whoops..."
This is the first nursery rhyme heard in infancy—a lullaby that can't be simpler.
I have been plain since I was a child, but my parents still regard me as a pearl in the palm of my hand, and my grandmother praises me every time people praise me as "the heavens are full and the earth is round", and from time to time she tells me the classic Jincheng children's song:
"Baby Seven, Baby Eight (White), Two Clips (Horns) grow on the brain of the Child."
There is also a popular version in Jincheng that is as widely circulated as "pulling a big saw, pulling a big saw, singing a big drama at the door of the grandmother":
Inside the round layer (pit), outside the round layer,
There is a yellow cauliflower in the circular layer,
You can eat it, you can sell it,
Sell the money orchid, cut into meat orchid,
Meat orchid? Cats eat orchids, cat orchids?
Upper orchid orchid, tree orchid? Flooded orchid.
Water orchid? Vomit (cattle) drink orchid. Gyran?
Upper Orchid Hill Orchid. Shanlan?
No, no,
……
I grew up shaking in such nursery rhymes.
Hunger has been a long-standing common enemy of the people of the whole country, and nursery rhymes related to eating are popular:
New daughter-in-law, Shanggaoping,
A bowl of dishes, two snacks,
Eat it the new daughter-in-law white and pure
The moon and the moon are bright and bright,
Miss went down the river to wash clothes.
Wash the little hands white light,
Autoclave (one) door door to dig and taste.
When I was a child, when I was gluttonous and my stomach was swollen, my grandmother's warm hands rubbed it extra comfortably:
Small belly and soft belly, how many bowls can you eat in one meal?
Kneading a small belly, how many buckets can you eat in a meal?
Rub your little belly, how many casseroles can you eat in one meal?
The small belly and small belly are not scattered, and a meal can be eaten in one pot.
…… ……
Some nursery rhymes are so humorous that they always make me laugh silly.
The small board bed, shaking suddenly, Grandma taught digging to catch fleas. The flea jumps, and the digging also jumps, and grandma says that digging is not useful.
When I really wanted to pestering my grandmother to tell jokes, my grandmother casually recited another classic that the old Jincheng was familiar with:
Jokes laugh, a valley of chaos, the ant wife will lift the car.
Lift it, pile it up, pile it up to the City God Temple.
Burn incense first, then fire cannons, frightening the land lord to run,
Scared the land grandma la la pee.
Laughter and scolding, unrestrained, happiness filled the entire courtyard. When my little friend and I rushed out of the house like crazy and came to the creek at the head of the village to catch snails, everyone shouted at the snail shell and shouted over and over again:
Mommy, uh-huh, you come out, Wag, your mother burns paper...
Filial piety touched the world, the horns and head of the snail really stretched out, look! And long necks!
There are also happy stories in nursery rhymes, the bittersweet and bittersweet of the world, the unfairness and hardships of the world, to score extraordinarily clearly:
The sisters are generally older, and dig to marry with their sisters
My sister married into the city gate
I married outside the city gate
The sister rides a tall horse
Dig and ride the tweed tree fork
My sister wears silver earrings
Dig and wear a tweed round wheel
Sister covered the floor with tweed flowers
Dig it up and cover the rotten dustpan
Sister pillow tweed flower bean pillow
Dig up the pillow tweed pig's tail
Black came to bite and dig under the bed.
When I was a child, I just thought it was funny, but now I read it, and I have mixed tastes.
Sophistication, nursery rhymes are also reflected:
Big pumpkin, red beanie,
Dig up your grandmother's house and live in the autumn,
Father-in-law saw the nagging hand in hand,
Grandma saw the joy and loss,
The mother-in-law saw a twist,
Uncle saw a glance,
Mother-in-law, don't twist,
Uncle uncle, don't look,
Pomegranate blossoms dig away.
Which mountain does not have stones?
Which river has no water flowing in it?
Which child has no uncle?
No one deeply understands the meaning of nursery rhymes, and singing nursery rhymes together is a happy game.
In the summer, my friends and I dug up the soil and mud and kneaded each one. Then guess (stone, scissors, cloth), the winner first grabs a dose of mud and kneads it into the shape of a nest.
Shout out, "Who will bear the burden of my falling nest?" ”
The other person replied, "I promise!" ”
"How many?" "Take three or two!"
Holding the nest head in his hand and holding it high, the "poof" sound buckled on the ground, and the "pop" opened a hole.
The other party obediently used his own mud to make up for others.
This game is often played from the afternoon until dark, and the mud monkey-like appearance after returning home is naturally indispensable to the reprimand of adults.
Unlike boys, who fight shoulders and shoulders, girls' games are much more civilized.
In addition to grabbing children and jumping squares, jumping leather bands are the most popular. The little octagon (braid) flutters rhythmically with the beating of the body, and the childish child's voice is beautiful in the ears:
Maran blossoms twenty-one, two five six, two five seven, two eight two nine thirty-one.
The game of mixing and matching between men and women, the most impressive refers to the heavens and the earth. Everyone put their index fingers in the palm of a man's hand, and he began to count counterclockwise, and there were words in his mouth:
Dots and dots, water ditches,
Red cloth green cloth, sugar and vinegar,
Rich people drink, money fades!
After being nodded to the finger and withdrawing, the last remaining unlucky ghost had to be blindfolded and struggling to guess who had done what.
Childhood is gone, and the past is like smoke. And those ancient nursery rhymes, but never deleted in the hard disk of memory, but in the depths of the mind fermentation, accumulation, precipitation, mellow and sweet, lasting.