The first aspect: flower boat.
The second aspect: the flower boat girl.
The third aspect: the boatman.
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Flower rocking boat
Flower-rocking boat is a folk art activity in my hometown, and Lantern Festival is held every year.
Flower boats are made of bamboo poles. They are shaped like boats, but they have no bottom. There are colorful paper flowers around the boat, and tassels hang down from the side of the boat and drag them to the ground.
Sitting on the flower boat is a girl dressed as Chang 'e and He. She must be the most beautiful girl in the village. If there are no girls recognized as beautiful in the village, they are allowed to borrow from other village workshops. How many flower boats a village produces depends on the number of beautiful girls. If there are many beautiful girls, Dozza also has several flower boats. But it must be an even number to indicate good luck. The girl is not sitting in a flower boat, but standing. She grasped the sides of the boat with both hands and walked slowly forward, so that the boat "sailed". Of course, because there are tassels around, the girl's feet are invisible.
Behind the boat is a "boatman" with an oar in his hand. He was dressed up by an adult man. This "boatman" must have a good voice and the ability to improvise folk songs. Because he sang the beauty of the flower boat girl. Poor singing will affect the evaluation of the flower boat girl.
The flower boat does not need a unified time and a certain route, and the villages shake it left and right by themselves. Firearms and fireballs often lead the way, followed by gongs and drums, and finally a flower boat. When a flower boat from another village enters the village, it should be wrapped in red paper.
I remember when I graduated from primary school, the village chose me as a flower boat girl. That time, I played Zhu Yingtai, standing gracefully on the flower boat and strolling forward. I only heard my little uncle rocking the boat behind me singing, to the effect that my skin is so white, so thin and so tender, just like the water mill rice cake in the cake shop; Praise how big my eyes are, black and bright, like a big longan pit; Also praised my nose, small mouth, round face ... What do you see on the roadside, what do you compare me with? These are my little uncle's improvisations. Now that I think about it, he is good at metaphor and a little bit convinced.
That time, I don't know whether my uncle sang well or I really looked good. In the comments of the audience, I turned out to be the most beautiful flower boat girl in that area. People come to congratulate me and say that I will be happy and live long when I grow up. Our whole family is also very happy.
Later, this feeling of happiness lasted for a long time.