Apart from the Olympic Games, there is another thing that attracts people's attention-the Golden Week has been shortened, and several traditional festivals in China also have official legal holidays. Holiday is a very festive thing, but the relationship between holiday and holiday has also caused some people to discuss: Is it necessary to have a holiday?
Personally, I think our festival needs a formal festival. The implementation of the new holiday policy by the central government is more or less stimulated by foreign countries seizing our traditional holidays. Instead of letting it arouse the infinite catharsis of our national emotions, it is better to come up with practical policies to make up for it. I think, whether it is a traditional festival or a modern festival, whether it is a China festival or a foreign festival, festivals are first of all a basic respect for a festival. Festivals have cultural connotations and traditional flavors, and it always makes people feel bad not to have a holiday. Moreover, this is what people want-there are not a few people who have taken time off for holidays before. To have a good holiday, having a holiday is a necessary prerequisite to some extent.
But the need for a holiday does not mean that a holiday is a holiday. When we look at the festival itself, it is a derivative of culture, which has inherent specific meaning and special cultural connotation. Dragon Boat Festival is a memory of Qu Yuan, Tomb-Sweeping Day is a memory of ancestors or a yearning for spring, Labor Day is a respect for working people, and National Day is an improvement of national sense of belonging and national pride ... There are still many things to say. Formal festivals have these special connotations, so we should deliberately "celebrate". But now some people focus on whether it's true or not-sometimes even I can't help thinking so. I also know that everyone is tired from work and needs a rest, but "holiday" is obviously not the focus of these beautiful festivals. Our current "fake" consciousness seems to be too strong. It is no wonder that Mr. Yang Jinlin also lamented: "On the issue of the May Fourth Festival, people are only worried about whether to take a half-day holiday or a day off, which dilutes the atmosphere of the May Fourth Movement."
Holidays actually provide us with objective conditions for festivals. During the Spring Festival, some people write couplets, paste New Year pictures and cut window grilles. Can the picture of a family guessing the story of Chinese New Year reappear after the New Year's Eve dinner? Can people have a deeper understanding of this great patriotic poet during the Dragon Boat Festival? When the Mid-Autumn Festival is full, do you cherish the moment of family reunion? The law gives us holidays, and we have no excuse to ignore the value of these holidays because we are busy with study and work. Holidays give us time, so we should fully cherish it, instead of filling these long-awaited days with sleeping and surfing the Internet. Only with holidays can we have a correct understanding of festivals, rather than "no labor on Labor Day".
Festivals need holidays, but festivals are far from being as empty and thin as ordinary holidays. I think everyone who benefits from the new holiday policy should not forget this.
Mid-Autumn Festival
The Mid-Autumn Festival is in a few days. Tonight, the moonlight is like silver. I am sitting alone on the balcony under the morning glory, with a cup of tea and a thin book. Clear as water, flowing quietly on my clothes. ...
I can't help thinking of my hometown.
The Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown is lively and comfortable. Every family should measure a handful of new glutinous rice and make it "crispy". Steamed glutinous rice is poured into the bamboo basket. The master had already stopped his farm work, washed his muddy feet by the pond and came with a glutinous rice basket. Tangyuan is usually made on the threshing floor. During the day, pull up incandescent lamps, cucumber racks and clothes drying poles under the eaves, and pull them up wherever you can. The stone mortar squatting in the corner to sleep was moved out, and the wooden wedge was smashed into delicious dumplings, smooth and tender. Those who hit the wedge are all strong men, and there are also lean and ruddy old men like shrimp. It's a woman squatting on the edge, reaching into a stone mortar and touching it. A woman's arm is wrapped in sleeves, which is not white. She's been in the sun all season, and she's shiny black. Oily hands churned on shiny dumplings, as smooth as loach. The man's back is bare, sweating like rain, smooth, bright and clear. They stand sideways with their hands wedged, their front legs and knees flexed, and their feet "groan" with the rhythm, which is simply dancing. The beautiful hum attracted many viewers. The audience were in groups of three or five, sitting or squatting, or leaning against the surrounding low walls. Women talk a lot, whose clothes are fresher than others; Men talk about crops and compare their rice harvests; The children missed this good opportunity and dared not chase after it. One family is finished, and the next one is already waiting. People praise men's good bones and muscles, women's sweet glutinous rice, the climbing of cucumber branches in this family, and the early seedlings of late rice seedlings in that family ...
I am boarding in a middle school not far away. This middle school is located on a flat top near Fenglin Creek. It used to be an Antang, and people used to call it Nan Nan An. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, I always look forward to studying by myself, taking advantage of the bright moonlight and walking along the mountain road in running all the way. Or take a shortcut, along the stone road by the water, listening to the thrilling sound of waterfalls and the tinkling sound of streams all the way, crossing the fields and coming to the joyful light to share the freshest fragrant glutinous rice.
More interesting is fishing. That's a children's game. We are all teenagers aged 14 or 15. Moonlight, like white sand. The fog has not yet risen. Frogs croak and sing in rice fields and ponds. We put the fishing net on the back, put it on the bamboo basket and set off. Below the field is the sand beside Fenglin Creek, with bamboo rafts lying horizontally. We chose a wide and big one and pushed it down the stream together. Cousins support poles, cousins cast nets. I'm a novice, so I just sit tight. A penny moves, and the moon in the water is broken, broken, like a pool of jade pieces immersed in clear waves. On both sides are dark fields, silent villages and long, towering peaks. The breeze blew gently, gently sliding across the cheek.
We crossed the stream and laid a net. Then, hiding in the slow water, lying on the raft and listening to my sister sing. My sister was keen on acting when she was young. She recruited several playmates of the same age and set up a stage in front of her own hall. Many people came to see her! I still remember her song "Good Mountains, Good Waters and Good Scenery". The sweet and clear voice pierced the silence of water and the silence of the moon, and blew into our hearts like a breeze. Then, my brother played a joke. The moon reflects the waves, the fog is hazy and inhuman. My brother's ghost appeared. Many people drowned on a beach, and ghosts appeared one after another! Special for catching children! -This beach is right here! My cousin cried first, and we screamed in horror and hurried away. My brother suddenly got carried away, "hahahaha" smiled and walked back and forth with his stomach in his arms.
It's late at night. Let's close the net and go home. The net has been pulled up. It's heavy. Large and small fish, like treasures, are packed into fish baskets one by one, and there are always no less than half a basket. So, in the next two days, several bowls of bright colors were added to the dining table. Aunt stewed with Chili and garlic, instead of soy sauce, but put the June sauce that is now drying in a bowl, which is very fragrant and sweet. When we saw this "fruit of labor", all four boys and girls were like cats, and it didn't take two meals to solve it. My brother even eats fish and doesn't spit bones.
After finishing college and teaching students, every time I read Ode to Red Cliff, "The moon rises above Dongshan Mountain and wanders between bullfights. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. What a reed can do makes Wan Qing at a loss. Vast as leaning on the virtual wind, I don't know what to stop; Fluttering like independence, feathering into immortality, I miss those years. It has been fifteen years since I left my hometown, and I have never enjoyed such scenery and moonlight again. Looking at the students who grew up in the city in front of them, although they tried their best to describe the ethereal and wonderful scenery, they always felt in vain.
So I'm even more glad that I have such a beautiful teenager. I have a collection of teachers' words at hand, in which there is a record of 1982 moonlit fishing in Nannan Temple:
Yugezi * Guanyin fish
The bright moon shines on the beach, and the fish are in a hurry. The heron rushed in, and the fish in the basket panicked. The fish came back for wine to cook.
At the end of the word, a detailed note was made. When the cloud-built stone cofferdam touches the hole to catch fish, its hands are crossed in a Guanyin shape, so it is called "Guanyin fishing". This lyricist is a famous doctor in his hometown, which is recorded in detail in the county annals. I transferred to my hometown halfway, and I was fortunate to be his closed disciple. I remember once writing a composition about fishing. He called me out, smiled gently and asked me if it was true. I rang my throat and answered with certainty: it's true. He smiled even more brightly. He said that there were not many fish in the moonlit night, and he would not jump out of the water himself. Later, I learned that he not only fished, farmed and picked tea by himself, but also designed, made models, built houses, treated diseases, wrote poems, wrote lyrics, composed music, painted and cut paper by himself, all of which were exquisite. Even after retirement, in order to solve the spring flood and summer drought, he also made plans for the village and built water conservancy projects. Isn't it a privilege to be taught by such a teacher? In particular, his character is more like the radiance of this full moon, which is amazing.
Now, twenty years have passed. Linfeng River is no longer full of soup, and several power stations have been built upstream. The water is shallow, the flow is slow and the river is thin. My brother and sister and I have already delayed the children. My cousin died young for almost fifteen years. The teacher also had a car accident and suffered head damage. Fortunately, he saved his life, but he still thinks of me from time to time. Call back during the day and ask your brother, sister, aunt and uncle. Sister said, thin, lean, busy with the production management of the processing plant. According to my uncle, my brother is considering driving the workshop to the county seat, and the labor force has gone out to work, so he can't recruit anyone.
So, I know, I can only sit on the balcony and dream in vain. I think, maybe one day, when we are all old and idle, we can all stop and fulfill our responsibilities as children, women, fathers and mothers. Perhaps, one night, we will push down a big and wide bamboo raft together, singing light songs all the way and rippling on the Fenglin River!
The night is very cold, and the moon is already noon. I'd better go in! The moon knows that it's time to fulfill this dream for me!
Clear and reverie
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Long sorrow, long sorrow, in this cold festival, lost thoughts are like a breeze blowing outside Xinghua Village. Behind the restaurant, there must be a desolate grave, where the soul of the nation stands. The drizzle covered this sad festival with sadness and ecstasy.
My thoughts were flying, and when I arrived at the Xianren's bank by the Miluo River, I listened to Dr. Qu's deep lament: "My heart is still good, and I still have no regrets, even though I had a narrow escape!" Qu Yuan's tall and straight body can't hold the cold, dark and dirty reality. Only the surging waves of the Miluo River can understand Dr. Qu's riddled mind.
People pay homage to Qu Yuan with the Dragon Boat Festival, but who will listen to Qu Yuan's beating heart in this lonely festival?
The roaring river is not a hero, not a passion, but a solemn and stirring, a mourning, an elegy for the death of Qu Yuan and a generation of national souls. It's not people's fault to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. On the banks of the Miluo River, the dragon boat brushed past the water, but people's shouts and cheers were in stark contrast to Qu Yuan's desolation and sadness in throwing himself into the river. The celebration does not belong to Qu Yuan. Only this bleak and sunny day can soothe the lost soul.
"Qingyun is dressed in white, holding a long bow and shooting Sirius." Blue and white, this is a clear color of clothing and loyalty. There are no firecrackers in the Spring Festival, no bright moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and no lanterns and decorations in the Lantern Festival. In this special festival of Qingming, there are some ashes, some incense and some tears, which are the most sincere and sincere memories and prayers in the face of the deep sky.
Qingming belongs to Yue Fei, who is devoted to serving the country, to Lin Zexu, who put out opium in Humen, to the 800-mile road in Wen Tianxiang, and is full of passion and a pure heart. Pioneering and enterprising is an inexhaustible motive force; Thirty fame, country and nation are immortal feelings.
Take back your thoughts and stand at the grave of your ancestors. I burn a stick of incense for the backbone of the Chinese nation. Tomb-Sweeping Day, you are an immortal loyal soul!
A festival for the soul
Flowers bloom, leaves wither, and even a drop of dew falls, which can cause infinite emotion. What about festivals?
Three thousand years of chewing, those festivals, are no longer simple days, it is a national emotion, a national beating heart.
"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls" entrusts a nation's grief for their old friends; "I wish people a long life and a thousand miles of beautiful scenery" explains a nation's desire for reunion. ...
Dragon Boat Festival, why did a festival last for two thousand years? Perhaps in your heart, the Dragon Boat Festival is the misty Qu Yuan, the dense zongzi and the mighty dragon boat. However, when you think of the era of "the king of Chu is in harmony with the emperor of Qin", you will suddenly realize that you are wrong, because you are a withered doctor of Chu, Li Sao, nine chapters and nine articles, patriotic and loving the people, hating evil, and preferring death to surrender. It turns out that the zongzi that sank into the bottom of the river is precisely the accumulation of national culture, but the dragon boat that braved the wind and waves has lifted a fiery soul.
Dragon Boat Festival, a festival of the soul-the accumulation of culture and the commemoration of the nation, lasted for two thousand years!
/kloc-One night more than 0/000 years ago, the lonely Chang 'an was illuminated by lanterns. This night, it seems that there is no strict hierarchy in feudal society, and the closed imperial city is also open on the Lantern Festival. Even humble maids can enjoy the prosperity of Chang 'an street. In the night market, the lanterns in the eyes of nobles and civilians are equally dazzling!
Tang Dynasty-an unattainable height, a prosperous time of feudal society, symbolizing openness, tolerance and prosperity, and is the pride of the Chinese nation. In order that this page of history will not be abandoned and forgotten, the lanterns in Chang 'an City are so bright tonight, showing the open mind of the Chinese nation!
Lantern Festival, a spiritual festival-equal yearning, national opening, subversion of decadent feudal dynasty!
When more and more people begin to appreciate Christmas, Valentine's Day, Thanksgiving Day and other "foreign festivals", please don't easily sigh that people worship foreign things and flatter foreign countries, people are not old, and the world is getting worse. You know, this reflects the tolerance and acceptance of foreign cultures by the Chinese nation and the greatness of a nation.
Every festival is the beating of the national soul and the sublimation of the national soul.
Festivals, festivals of the soul!
Happy Chinese New Year
Today, I heard my mother-in-law say that she would take me to the fair tomorrow. I jumped three feet high with joy, like a happy rabbit, and I couldn't help shouting, "Oh, my mother-in-law is so good to me!" " "My mother-in-law hurriedly said," hey hey, don't jump, don't be too happy. I'll tell you the truth. You must get up early to go to the fair. Don't go if you can get up. There are many people in the market, and you may get lost! " I muttered, "Oh, my mother-in-law, it took me four days to catch an episode, and I finally got a chance. Don't spoil my fun, let me go. " "Well, get up early tomorrow," my mother-in-law said, grabbing my nose.
In the evening, I lay in bed thinking that the market will open tomorrow. I'm too excited to go to sleep. The next morning, I happily woke up my sleeping mother-in-law and said, "Good mother-in-law, get up quickly. Did you forget to go to the market today? " "Leave me alone. What time do you think it is?" My mother-in-law sleepily took out her watch from under the pillow. As soon as I saw it was only five o'clock in the morning, I helped my mother-in-law to lie down and said, "I'm sorry, I won't bother you. I'm so excited." I want to go to the market early. Please get some sleep. I can't sleep. I have to get up. " "Hoo hoo", as you can see, ha, my mother-in-law seems to be immersed in a dream again ...< ...
Half an hour later, we cleaned up and set off with baskets in our arms. When I got to the street, I shouted, "Wow, it's early to get on the road, and there are more early pedestrians." It's only a little after six o'clock, and the street is full of people coming and going, a sea of people, traffic and crowds! "Mother-in-law said," Don't make a fuss, pay attention to the image. " "I'm sorry, I have never seen so many people so early. I used five idioms to describe too many cars and too many people at once. That's rude. "Let's hurry up and not fall behind," said the mother-in-law with a smile. So, we also joined the army of snapping up. Soon, our basket was almost full. At this time, we came to a place surrounded by many people inside and outside, three floors outside and three floors outside. We walked over curiously. My mother-in-law finally found out that she was selling onions. Because it was cheap and good, it was only one yuan a catty, so many people bought onions. My mother-in-law was very moved, but because she was broad-minded and fat, she told me to squeeze into the crowd. I said, my mother-in-law quickly said, "Nothing, going to the market is a homonym for' rushing', which means not only getting up early, but also buying quickly, so I quickly squeezed in. "Knowing that" a woman's life is inviolable ",I had a brainwave and made a trick of carving insects. I squeezed in first, and after a few minutes, I was empty-handed. I said to my mother-in-law, "There are too many people, and my shoes are almost next to mine, so I can't get them." I couldn't help laughing myself, but I don't know if my mother-in-law has special functions or what. After I finished, she guessed my mind. I stick out my tongue. Mother-in-law said, "since you don't want to argue with others, let's line up." "We bought onions and hurried to the meat market. After a while, I suddenly felt something was missing and stared at my mother-in-law carefully: Ah, I lost a basket! " This is terrible! I lost my basket, grandma! ""What, you lost the basket? "My mother-in-law was also surprised. I thought you did. I whispered. " I thought you had it all along? Think about it, where will it be left? "Mother-in-law is anxious like a cat on hot bricks-running around here and there." She may be in the place where onions are sold. "Let's go back and look for it," I said helplessly, forget it, it's useless, I'm sure I can't find it, "my mother-in-law said I'd rather believe it, not believe it, or there are many good people," I said firmly. Let's go and have a look. "Mother-in-law finally agreed, and we immediately rushed to the place where onions were sold, only to find the proprietress standing there alone, and our basket was right in front of her. The proprietress said enthusiastically, "Is it your basket? I'll take care of it for you as soon as I see it, and there are many dishes in the basket. "She handed them to her mother-in-law, her mother-in-law and me. Seeing that the proprietress is so warm and kind, I seem to see the bright hope of the New Year. How nice it is to live in peace between people.
After returning to my mother-in-law's house, I couldn't help thinking: the countryside has changed a lot, everyone's life is better and the social atmosphere has changed. Well done!
Inheritance of Spring Festival culture: Eight Horses Whispering the wind spread good news, and Wuyang jumped to show a new picture.
Flowers are red, kumquat is beaming, and Chinese children ride in the Year of the Sheep. The Spring Festival is held every year, and this year's festival is unusual. As the saying goes, "customs change at any time", the custom of the Spring Festival has been inherited and evolved to this day, and many changes have taken place in form and content. Looking back, each era has its own style:
New Year's Eve in the 1950s: How happy are you to eat a few pounds of meat in a few days?
Fashion in 1960s: Celebrating the New Year in the Wide World
New year's goods in the 1970s: novel manufacturing.
Entertainment in the 1980s: Watching the Spring Festival Gala.
Happy New Year in 1990s: Health comes first.
There are many tricks in modern society, which are the same for several years. Pager New Year greetings, telephone greetings, text messages, restaurant New Year's Eve dinner, travel for the New Year. But after all, this is a good show for a few fashionable people, and the voice of the public is that the taste of the year is getting weaker and weaker. Yes, it should be the result of natural selection. First of all, the rapid changes in social life make some very important folk customs of the Spring Festival face a crisis. Celebrating the harvest, worshipping ancestors and exorcising ghosts are the souls of the Spring Festival. Nowadays, people, especially the new generation of cities, not only get rid of farming, but also stay away from the patriarchal clan system. The significance of celebrating the harvest during the Spring Festival has disappeared. Nowadays, people believe in technology and are not afraid of ghosts worshipping God. The exorcism ceremony was also cancelled. Shounian is the core of the festival. If it is omitted, it will definitely affect the status of festivals, weaken people's holiday psychology, and make people feel that festivals are not much different from ordinary days, which will affect the inheritance of festivals. Its original intention is to pray for a long life. Now people have lost this belief and are unwilling to stay up late. But we regard "looking after the elderly" as a sleepless night in a year. There is nothing wrong with chatting, chatting, entertaining, summing up the past and thinking about the future.
Second, since the 20th century, radicalism has prevailed in the mainstream culture of China. They oppose modernization and tradition, science and belief, tradition and religious belief; Therefore, many traditional contents and beliefs in the folk customs of the Spring Festival have been destroyed. For example, the first day of the solar calendar is called "New Year", and the new year of the traditional calendar is renamed the Spring Festival, which dilutes and blurs the meaning of the Spring Festival. So that some people want to cancel the Spring Festival and replace it with the Year of the Sun.
Thirdly, the introduction of foreign festival culture has had an impact on traditional festivals in China. On the one hand, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, which is dominated by material enjoyment, has weakened. The prosperity of western festivals, which focus on spiritual enjoyment, and the individualization and diversification of modern life also require festival diversification. People of different levels can get interest from those festivals. The more diversified, the more attractive the local culture should be. The eternity of a nation lies in the localization of its culture first. The more intense and inherent the birth of Jesus, the more prominent his dominance.
Fourth, with the shortening of working days and the increase of rest and entertainment time, Chinese New Year is no longer the main or even the only rest and entertainment time. People in towns are basically full and warm, and they no longer wait for a big meal, new clothes and visiting relatives and friends in the New Year. But under the mental pressure of seeking relief, thinking about where to play, what to play and how to play.
Times keep giving new contents to the Spring Festival, and times also keep giving it new challenges. Although the content has been increasing in different periods, the basic form and theme remain unchanged. "Good weather, abundant crops, prosperous livestock, peaceful country and people" is the ideological expression of the strong vitality and national cohesion of the Spring Festival. No matter how it changes, its profound meaning of blessing and auspiciousness has not changed. The custom of family reunion during the Spring Festival is passed down from generation to generation. No matter how hard and tired people are, the Spring Festival must be better. This is the need of personal physiological adjustment, psychological adjustment and social relationship adjustment. Whether traveling, surfing the Internet or getting together for the New Year, people are still looking for communication between people. People make roughly the same choices at the same time in a roughly similar way, which is the need of individuals, society and the country.
The inheritance of a folk custom needs folk psychology and social living environment. When the social living environment changes and people's lifestyles change, folk psychology will inevitably change. However, this psychological change is not as fast as social change, and it takes a long time to integrate with the new lifestyle. As a folk custom, the Spring Festival is a pure natural choice, and its preservation will be the most vital when social development gradually gets rid of agricultural dominance and moves towards a higher level.
Every era has added new charm and new colors to the Spring Festival. We are in the great era of the overall rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, and naturally we should add luster to the ancient Spring Festival, because folk customs should be spontaneously formed and passed down by the people in their lives, reflecting their cultural demands. Only by keeping the tradition and accepting the modern lifestyle can we build a new national cultural system, that is, in the process of advancing with the times, we can inherit our Spring Festival culture, strengthen its localization, and then go to the world, making it a festival enjoyed by people all over the world!
Interesting things about the Spring Festival
Whenever I see happy photos and programs of people celebrating the Spring Festival, I can't help but think of a "stupid thing" I did on the fifth day of this year.
The fifth day is also called "breaking the fifth", which means to send the New Year. Traditionally, jiaozi is eaten for the New Year, and jiaozi is packed with money, dates and sugar, each with six. It means: if you have money to eat jiaozi, you will get rich this year; If you eat jiaozi with dates, you will have good luck this year; Eat jiaozi with sugar, and this year's "sweet and sweet" family will live in harmony. 6 is an auspicious number. Although this is just people's expectation for the New Year, our family still inherits this tradition.
On the fifth night, we ate jiaozi to send the New Year. When my father ate the first jiaozi, he only heard a bang. When the first money was eaten by his father, he showed a smug smile. At this time, my mother followed my father's example and said, "Do you see anything in this jiaozi?" I thought: Mom always likes joking. Say confidently: "No!" As a result, my mother ate the first candy again. I am the only one who hasn't eaten yet! I'm anxious. In the end, I ate 20 jiaozi, only 3 sweets, my mother ate 25 jiaozi, 2 sweets from 4 yuan, and my father ate 30 jiaozi, 2 yuan/kloc-0 sweets and 3 dates. Now there is only 10 creature, and I don't want to lag behind, thinking: this 10 creature must be. I rubbed my stomach and ate two more jiaozi involuntarily, but I still didn't get jujube jiaozi. I looked at my parents. They have always been very competitive. They ate other dishes leisurely, as if they didn't care if I ate the remaining three dates. I don't care so much. I ate five more jiaozi, but I still didn't get jujube jiaozi. I began to wonder if they ate all the remaining three dates. I looked at their trophies. Are there many? At this time, they all came to clamp the three jiaozi. I watched their movements and thought: These last three dates must be in these three jiaozi! I quickly picked up chopsticks and picked up these three jiaozi to send to my mouth. When I took a bite, there was no date. At this time, my father smiled and said, "There is still a plate of jiaozi in the kitchen." I ran to the kitchen, and sure enough, there was a dish of jiaozi that I didn't make. I regret it. Just these three dates are not in the intersection of 10.
Whenever I think of this matter, I always remind myself that no matter what I do, I should consider everything and not act blindly.