Tian Qijun/Wen
(1) The land is a warm quilt
Entering the winter, the weather is getting colder, and some old people have entered the thick soil to spend the winter.
The soil covered them layer by layer, and finally wrapped them tightly. Their lives began to be reduced to land again. In winter, the land is their bed of warmest quilts.
In winter, especially in my hometown, if there is no snowflake, it will be a pity for a season. The whiteness of the snow is a toning of the yellowish color in winter, giving a fresh atmosphere. But to see the affection between the farmer and the land, there must be no more dark and dry weather like snowflakes.
Because if it is a good sunny day, they are not idle, some go down to the ground, some go up the mountain, and they can't feel the cold. The wind was blowing, shaking the grass and trees on the mountain, and the oncoming wind made it necessary for pedestrians to grab their hats and bend down to move forward, which was a farmer's holiday. At this time, the hole (for storing sweet potatoes), which had just entered the winter, which had been widened and dug deeply, began to be put into use. The family was too lazy to burn their pockets and dirty the house, so they connected the electricity and sat down in the hole or played cards or chatted. No need to burn firewood, it is very warm. The mouth of the cave is facing the sky, as if people have cut a round hole in the thick quilt of the land and enjoyed the warmth of the land. The land for them is a bed of quilts.
And the children, if the snow falls, they are the most fulfilling of this winter. They were covered in mud from snowball fights, and their mouths were buzzing with heat, and the heat was also related to the land. I am a part of my parents who have tried in every possible way to stop me from serving the land. My childhood was closely related to the land: in the summer I rolled in the mud, and the dirt was my undershirt; in the winter I also drilled into the warm amaranth hole, and the land was my quilt.
In geography, the temperature of the formation rises by 3 ° C per 100 meters deep, and I think that in the winter here, this standard is not possible to measure the body temperature of the amaranth, because the feeling is different.
In the homeland land and people is an ecological cycle, people rely on the land to survive, after death and return to nature. The land was hot for them because they were sweating in the winter when they toiled on the land; it was also warm for them to spend the winter in the amaranth in the cold weather.
I spent the winter on the small set, and I missed the simple and unpretentious days in the cave very much. It felt as if my father had kicked me out of my warm quilt, and it was a little cold outside!
(2) The sound of wheat jointing seems to be audible
In the spring breeze, the green of the wheat in the field is thickened again. In the cool night before the summer, there was still little sound of frogs, which was the sound of wheat jointing that we could hear clearly.
At the sound of jointing, it began to gradually raise flowers and long ears, bearing young fruits. Its spike resembles the tail of an arrow, which makes the wheat an arrow from the sky to the field. This arrow you cannot pull out, if you pluck it, there will be no life, because its tip is the root, an organ that draws nourishment from the land. It continuously draws on the nutrients and moisture of the land, and continuously transports it to every part of the body.
It was precisely this that led me to find the connection between the farmer and the wheat. The peasants sowed wheat and harvested wheat, and between planting and harvesting, the peasants also became an arrow from the sky to the field, inseparable from the land, because their roots were in the soil. The land transports to them the simple and industrious nature of the energy they have worked hard to make all their lives. Their bones could be heard in the wind and rain, and their love was also blowing in the field.
Wheat, wheat, you are the hope planted by the farmers, and you are also a figure planted by the farmers. The peasants harvested the inexhaustible nutrients of the land, and eventually the land reaped themselves.
(3) Hometown smoked meat is a vivid New Year painting
The atmosphere of the New Year in my hometown begins with smoked meat, the meat is roasted on the fire for three minutes, the meat oil is nourishing, and the meat aroma fills the bay, and the season has reached the end of the year. The strip of smoky flesh hanging from the beam is a sign of the waxing moon and a vivid New Year painting.
Meat can be stored for a year by smoking. When used, soak in warm water, gently remove the black scale and stir-fry. As a child, we look forward to sitting by the fire again from the time the adults have fried the last piece of smoked meat, and often this hope lasts from June until the end of the year, and the smell of fried meat wafted out of the neighbors who are running the house in the principle of fine water and long flow is particularly kind.
Hometown smoked meat, of course, comes from pigs. In the past, soil species, with a lot of flesh and fat, had a long growth cycle, and were gradually replaced by the hybrid offspring of Yorkshire and The Original Flowers. This pig is a fresh meat type, lean and fat, with a small head and a long frame. Smart hometown people use the "grab the middle of the two heads" method to feed. This kind of use of concentrate in the early stage, rough material hanging rack in the middle, and corn in the later stage is very suitable for the environment of the hometown. In this breeding situation, pigs can reach 150 kilograms in just seven to eight months, and they are slaughtered for consumption during the New Year, and the savvy villagers can often eat smoked meat for a whole year. It can be said that the development of modern science and technology has quickly laid the brand of science and technology in the hometown, and together with the ideological concepts of the hometown people, it has conformed to the trend of the times.
Smoked meat is a year's worth of food deliberately made by the hometown people, and it is the lubricant of the hometown people's life. During the New Year, the hot pot is cooked with mushroom fungus, and the usual mixture is mixed with green vegetables and radishes, which makes the usual dishes delicious and precious, makes the life of the farmers who eat around the hot pot appear very vivid, and makes those rough days become moist. The men drank a glass of wine and ate it and strengthened their bones; the women strengthened their waists because of its nutrition. The house is warm because of its fragrance, and the land outside the house looks radiant because of it.
Especially those who leave home, close to the Waxing Moon, they can feel the smell of smoked meat coming from afar from their hometown, making people remember how he pervaded his hometown, and letting people deeper touch the atmosphere of the New Year.