Long Jiang? East? Written on February 11, 2009
Preface
I had the intention to write this article a long time ago, because I have always had a special love for music, and usually like to sing and listen to songs. No matter any time, happy or unhappy, music as a dear friend has accompanied me for countless days and nights. I have an unspeakable gratitude to this old friend. How to say, it is sometimes like a relative, sometimes like a friend, and sometimes like a lover in my happiest, most frustrated, happiest, most disappointed in the most opportune time to appear in front of me, to bring me the comfort of the heart and soul sublimation. I love her even as much as I love my own body. I know that she has been integrated into my life, belongs to a part of my life, inseparable.
I think everyone, in each particular time will have their own favorite, the most memorable song, in that moment to move their hearts, the kind of touch to the depths of the heart and soul produced by the **** Ming, is anyone for the love, unforgettable life. I also have, those who once again and again provoked my emotions, evoking my infinite memories of the song, will always inadvertently let me for the tears, emotion. When those old songs again haunting the ears, a section of the lost memories were again awakened, like a photo album strung by the chain of time and space, one after another old photos were projected in front of the eyes. I don't want to touch her, but always inadvertently already touched, a period of time a song, just to evoke the memory of my childhood. (For space reasons, only the songs of my childhood were recorded)
I. Throwing the Handkerchief
Time: 1983
Place: Lushui Iron Mine Kindergarten
Lyrics: "Throwing the handkerchief, Throwing the handkerchief, gently put it behind the little one, everyone don't tell her, hurry up, hurry up and catch him, hurry up, hurry up! Catch him 。。。。。。"
This song is probably the only earliest children's song I can think of, and the only one for which I can still remember all the lyrics. At that time, the iron mine was not big, but it was a state-owned enterprise. The iron mine was not big but had a complete infrastructure, no worse than any county or even city. Public **** canteen, substation, school, ballroom, basketball court, movie theater, kindergarten 。。。。。
I remember that time the kindergarten teacher seems to be older grades, huh, to be more accurate should be a lot of big mom level. Maybe it is the birth of a child have experience with children it, so come to do our early childhood teachers, unlike today's kindergarten teachers are young and beautiful little sister. But it was these teachers who taught me the game song that I can't forget even now: Throwing the handkerchief.
At that time, the children's favorite two games, the first is, the eagle catches the chicken, the second is to throw the handkerchief. As I recall, every time we played handkerchief throwing, we were all very nervous, afraid that the handkerchief would be thrown behind us. It was such a simple game and a simple song, but it ran through my whole childhood and brought infinite happiness. Now, I haven't heard this song for a long time, and I haven't played this game for a long time, but every time I think of it, the happy, naive, and innocent time of that time will come back to me. Childhood friends, where are you now? How are you doing? I really hope that when we meet again, we will play this game together again, and sing this song again: "Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, gently on the back of the children, don't tell her, hurry up, hurry up to catch him, hurry up, hurry up to catch him 。。。。。。".
Second, "Little Swallow"
Time: 1984
Place: Lushui Iron Mine Kindergarten
Lyrics: "Little Swallow, wearing a flowery dress, comes here every spring, and I asked the swallow why you came. The swallows say, the spring here is the most beautiful 。。。。。"
When I was a kid, I could see the swallows building their nests under the eaves of other people's houses in the spring. My favorite thing at that time was to stand under the eaves of the house and tilt my head, curiously watching those swallows flying in and out of the busy look. I always thought that the mud that the swallows carried was so sticky that it would stick to the wall as soon as it was pasted, even more so than the mud that I had made for the wall. And why isn't its tongue afraid of getting dirty? What if it gets sick after eating the mud? Oh, when I was a child, there were always such and such strange problems that I could not understand.
I live on the second floor of my home, the corridor over the front of a row of antennae from us very close to the time when it rains, the weather is hot, then there will be a lot of swallows flying low and light, pecking insects, eaten, they will stop at the antennae to rest, combing their feathers. At a glance, there were rows and rows of them, just like soldiers neatly lined up. I was very naughty at that time. Whenever I saw the swallows resting on the antennae, I would secretly pick up my slingshot and hit them. When the adults who passed by saw them, they would inevitably scold them. It was not until I learned this song that I began to slowly develop a new love and knowledge of swallows, knowing that they are beneficial birds that have to fly so far every year to catch pests here, and then I began to subconsciously protect them, and no longer let these little elves be frightened.
Third, "Going to School"
Time: 1986
Place: Grade 1 of Lushui Iron Mine Children's School
Lyrics: The sun shines brightly in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the little birds are saying, "Morning, morning, morning, why do you have a little school bag on your back? I go to school, I'm not late every day, I love to learn, I love to work, I'm going to be a hero for the people when I grow up!
Finally, I can go to school with my new backpack and my new stationery box, just like my big brothers and sisters. The first day of school, see everything is fresh and curious, around most of the children are in the parents lead, came to the school. Some of them were still awake, some were still pampered in their parents' arms, and more of them had clear and transparent eyes that revealed their anxiety and fear of the unfamiliar environment. In those days, the teacher was the surrogate parent, with supreme power, and could control everything. After a long time, the timidity of the first day of school has long been forgotten, with the growing familiarity with the environment and the small friends around us, going to school has gradually become a very happy and joyful thing for us, after that, every morning we would sing the same song: "The sun shines in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, the birds are saying: morning, morning, morning, why do you carry a small schoolbag? I go to school, I'm not late every day, I love to learn, I love to work, and I want to make a difference for the people when I grow up!" The first thing you need to do is to go to school, and then you have to go to school.
1, "went to school" later by some naughty ghosts revamped the lyrics, reported as follows:
one, two,
The sun shines in the sky, ? The moon shines in the sky,,
The flowers smile at me, ? Skeletons smile at me,
The birdie says, "Good morning, good morning," and the birdie says, "Good, good, good,"
Why are you carrying a bag of dynamite on your back? Why are you carrying a bag of dynamite?
I'm going to blow up the school, I'm going to blow up the school,
. I'm going to blow up the school,
The principal doesn't know,?
The principal doesn't know,
One pull of the string, one fire, one pull of the string, one run.
I blew up the school!
The school was blown up! The school was gone!
2. Representative songs of the same period:
The classic song of June 1 Children's Day--"Wahahaha"
Our motherland is a garden The flowers in the garden are so colorful The warm sun shines on us Everyone's face is all smiles Wahahaha Wahahaha Everyone's face is all smiles Elder sister, you're coming quickly Little brother, you don't have to hide Hands on hands, singing that song Our life is so happy! We have a happy life, wa-ha-ha-ha, wa-ha-ha.
Fourth, "Study Boy"
Time: 1986
Place: Lushui Iron Mine Children's School, Grade 2
Lyrics: Little Erlang went to school with a backpack, not afraid of the sun, not afraid of the wind and the rain, but afraid that the teacher would scold me for being lazy, and I would not be able to see my parents if I didn't have any knowledge.
In September, the new school year began again. Along the way, the children picked up their backpacks, often humming the very popular song "Study Boy" song "small small Erlang, picked up their backpacks to the school, not afraid of the sun, not afraid of the wind and rain wild". Whenever I sang this song, my heart seemed to be filled with strength, and I was really not afraid of the wind and rain. A few times on the way home from school, coincidentally, was in the rainstorm, this time with a few children, while facing the wind and rain, while singing loudly, as if they were already the lyrics depicted in the study boy. Over the years, this song has been inspiring us to study well from a young age, every day, or else I really worry that I won't have the face to see my parents in the future.
The same period on behalf of the song: "whitewash"
"penny"
I picked up a penny on the roadside, handed it over to the police uncle in the hands of the uncle, the uncle took the money, outside of the head of the point to me, I was happy to say goodbye to uncle.
Most of the people in that era are really very high consciousness, when our small place is not like the big city, the road can always see the police uncle, found the money are handed over to the teacher. The most hope to hear the sound of praise is "Well, this child is really good, know that picked up something to pay the public, tomorrow in the class to be praised", this time will be very happy, with pride and contentment look jumping out of the office, looking forward to the next day, the teacher in the classroom praise. Unlike now, when I see a dollar on the ground, I don't even bother to bend down to pick it up.
The first time I saw the movie, I was in the middle of it, and I was in the middle of it, and I was in the middle of it.
The first time I felt sympathy for a scene depicted in a song, I think it started with this children's song. Although the rhythm of the song is cheerful, I always feel sorry for the little newspaper seller, who has to get up before dawn to sell newspapers, and has to walk and shout at the same time, if it's a cold winter with heavy snow. Thinking about it, my neck couldn't help but shrink. However, he was very interested in the seven coins, his pocket money was only 2~3 cents at that time, a coin should be at least a penny. Sell a newspaper, once can get seven cents, a day down, that can not buy a lot of their favorite food? The envy ah, a moment to the small connoisseur's sympathy thrown to the clouds, wishing that I can also immediately go to sell newspapers.
The representative song of the same period: "Oroqen Little Singing"
High up in the Xing'an Mountains, a big forest, inside the forest lives a brave Oroqen. A hunting horse, a gun, roe deer and wild deer are all over the mountain
The fight (ahm) can not enter. The water of the Heilongjiang River is rolling, and the forests of the Xing'anling Mountains are rooted in the roots. 。。。。。
Six: "Listening to Mother Tell Stories from the Past"
Time: 1988
Place: Primary 4 of Lushui Iron Mine Children's School
Lyrics: The moon traveled through the white lotus-like clouds, and the evening wind blew a burst of happy songs, and we sat next to the high pile of grain to listen to our mother tell stories from the past.
Children's Day is a favorite holiday for every child, and when we were young we looked forward to it as much as we look forward to May Day and November 11 now. Because on that day not only can you take a vacation, parents will buy us a lot of favorite books and delicious food. Whenever there was still a month to go before June 1, every class in the school would organize rehearsals for the June 1 program in advance. At that time, it was the envy of many students to be selected by the teacher to be in the class performance group. I remember that in addition to every necessary rehearsal after class, sometimes after going home and eating dinner, I still have to rush to school to continue rehearsals, because all the programs of the June 1 performance will be scored and ranked on the spot. So the teacher is very important, the students will work harder, which represents the honor of the class.
Being selected to participate in the school's June 1 program performance is a very honorable thing. Every night in the classroom rehearsal, those who were not selected students, will run to see the fun. The window, the doorway is full of curious little head, envious eyes are like an invisible power, prompting myself to more serious rehearsal. It was then that I learned the soothing, melodic song "Listen to Your Mother's Stories of the Past," which is like a warm breeze on the face and heart. When I took a break and sat with my friends on the high and low poles in the schoolyard, looking at the moon traveling through the clouds, the sky full of stars, and smelling the fragrance of the flowers brought by the evening breeze in early summer, I hummed the song softly, and it was really similar to the mood written in the lyrics. That night, the feeling of relaxation and heavenly heights still remains in my mind and swirls in my heart.
Song of the same period: "Let's Swing the Oars"
Let's swing the oars, the boat pushes away the waves
The sea reflects the beautiful white tower, surrounded by green trees and red walls
The boat gently floats in the water to meet the face of the cool wind
The red scarf meets the sun, the sunshine sprinkled in the sea
The fish look at us and quietly listen to us, and we can see that we have to go back to our home. Fish look at us and listen quietly to our happy singing
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VII. The Song of the Chinese Young Pioneers
Time: 1989
Place: Primary School of Lushui Iron Mine Children's School, Grade 5
Lyrics: We are the successors of ****anism Inheriting the glorious traditions of our revolutionary forefathers Loving the motherland and the people The bright red scarf flutters in front of us Fearless of the difficulties, fearless of the enemy Stubbornly studying, resolutely struggling Courageously marching towards victory We are the successors of ****anism.
I can't remember how many grades I wore the red scarf, but I can only remember that when I sang the song, the red scarf should have been floating on my chest for some time. At that time, who can be the first to become a member of the Young Pioneers, standing under the red flag to raise their right hand to follow the counselor to take the oath, and wear the long-awaited red scarf, who is the other children's role model. At that time, little children had a period of almost sacred worship and yearning for the red scarf, as if whoever could wear the red triangle was the most obedient and the teacher's favorite child. Now I still vaguely remember when I joined the Young Pioneers:
Our symbol: the red scarf.
It represents a corner of the red flag, which is dyed with the blood of revolutionary martyrs. Every player should wear it and love it. Add new honor to it.
Our team salute: five fingers of the right hand together, raised above the head. It indicates that the interests of the people are above all.
When the Pioneers assemble, they should call out under the guidance of the counselor. The call is made with the right hand in a fist at the side of the head.
The counselor leads the call, "Get ready to fight for the cause of ****anism!"
The pioneers reply, "Always ready!"
Chinese Young Pioneers members of the pledge
I am a member of the Chinese Young Pioneers, I swear under the flag of the team:
I am determined to follow the teachings of the Chinese ****animalist party, study well, work well, labor well prepared; for the ****animalist cause, to contribute to the strength of
Gradually, gradually, when the side of the children wearing a red scarf more and more, I don't know when the time began to come. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey. There were always a few naughty students in the class, and the red scarf on their chests was always dirty and shiny, almost as dirty as the tablecloth in my house. Although the teacher scolded a few times, go back to wash clean, but not a few days, and dirty back to the original appearance.
The same time on behalf of the song: "Children's League Song"
Ready? Ready at all times, we are all ****producing children's corps. The future masters will be us, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock! Little brothers,
Little sisters, our future is endless. Holding hands and moving forward, always ready, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock!
Eight: "Song and Smile"
Time: 1989
Place: Primary School of Lushui Iron Mine Children's School, Grade 5
Lyrics: Please bring my song back to your home, please leave your smile behind, please bring my song back to your home, please leave your smile behind, tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow, this song will fly all over the cape and the ends of the earth, fly all over the cape and the ends of the earth, tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow this smile will be a spring flower. Smile will be spring flowers everywhere, will be spring flowers everywhere.
Watching the Spring Festival Gala, we all know that the last song at the end is "Unforgettable Tonight", and when I was a child, whenever the June 1 Children's Day show was coming to an end, the last chorus was this song "Song and Smile". When all of us little actors stood on the stage, applauded, sang and watched the audience stand up and leave with a smile on their faces, it was as if our voices were really being brought home by them, and we could really sing along with them and fly to the ends of the earth and the corners of the globe. I love the melody of this song, it's simple, upbeat, friendly and catchy. And in my feeling, it should be a very sweet, very cute little girl to lead the singing is the most appropriate, when the melody again, when a crisp, pleasant voice sings again, I seem to go back to that unforgettable childhood, everywhere is lovely, innocent smile, the mountains of spring flowers really bloom!
The same period on behalf of the song: "small conch horn"
Small conch horn, tick tock blowing seagulls listen to the wings fly
Small conch horn, tick tock blowing waves listen to the smile
Small conch horn, tick tock blowing sound to call the boat back to it
Small conch horn, tick tock blowing Abba listen to the fast return to it
Mangy beaches, the blue blue sea water, blowing up the
The beach is vast, the sea is blue, and I blow the conch horn.
I've always hoped that I could have such a small snail, and when I was hungry, I could stand in front of the door and blow, and when my dad heard it, he could come back and cook quickly, right? Oh, the desire for the sea is also from the beginning of this song. I did not expect that in the end I really live in a seaside city, every time and friends to go to the waves, to play the sea, as if I heard a small conch in the ear drip drip blowing sound 。。。。。。
Nine: "Little Grass"
Time: 1990
Place: Lushui Iron Mine Children's School, Primary School, Grade 6
Lyrics: There is no flower, no tree, I'm a little grass that no one knows about, I'm never lonely, I'm never worried, you can see my partners are all over the world.
The spring breeze blows me green, the sunshine shines on me, the rivers and mountains feed me, and the earth embraces me tightly!
I vaguely remember that I first learned this song from my sister. From the sixth grade onwards, the school education, the movie show, is to teach you how to quietly do dedication, do good deeds without leaving a name and so on. What "Dong Cunrui, eighteen years old, joined the revolutionary guerrillas, bombed the bunker, sacrificed, the revolutionary mission is accomplished", what "the good son of the party, the people's good public servant: Kong Fansheng", what "do good deeds without leaving a name of the good warrior Lei Feng" and so on. During that time, I watched many good movies about the self-sacrificing and selfless service of our revolutionary ancestors. It is in this context, suddenly heard this song from my sister, as if to open a new door, the original nameless is also a kind of sublimation ah, instantly feel that their state of mind has improved a lot. The heart secretly vowed to do nothing but be a nobody, only as a behind-the-scenes and underground workers, silent dedication to society. And encourage themselves to learn the spirit of grass, although no one knows, but the same not lonely and not worry, always happy and happy look.
The same period on behalf of the song:
1, "Singing two small cattle herder"
Cattle are still in the hillside grazing
cattle herding but do not know where to go
Not he greedy play lost cattle
That cattle herding children Wang Erxiao
This is the only song that I have sung so far without repeating the lyrics. It's oh-so-difficult. Not the melody, of course, but the lyrics, which bring the whole
The whole scene of the time when Wang Erxiao seduced the ghosts, and finally died a heroic death in front of the eyes. The first time I heard this song, I was moved. That is also the first time for a children's song tears, and then later, have not heard written so emotional and sad children's song!
2. The Little Girl Who Picks Mushrooms
The Little Girl Who Picks Mushrooms carries a big bamboo basket on her back, and walks all over the forests and mountains in the morning with her bare feet, and she picks the most mushrooms, so many that she can't count them all, just like the stars.
Whenever it rains in the spring, the mushrooms under those prickly canopies spring up like bamboo shoots. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this. As I picked mushrooms more often, I learned that where there were many rotten leaves and a strong smell of dampness, the more mushrooms grew and the bigger they were. However, every time I finished picking mushrooms, I would get a big smell of mold and dampness on my body when I got out of the prickly canopy, but the joy of harvesting was much greater. When I walked home with a pile of mushrooms in my arms, I would get a lot of admiring and approving gazes all the way home, and I would even get some praises and compliments from the passers-by, "This kid is really great, he knows what he is doing, and he's got so many mushrooms to bring home, he'll have a good meal tonight. He will have a good meal tonight", "Little butt, I will come to your house for dinner tonight, are you welcome?".
This is the first time I've seen a mushroom in my life.
Especially when you get off early, not on time to go home, when your parents see you pick so many mushrooms to bring back, was ready to scold and angry expression gradually disappeared, get the praise, the feeling as if they did a great thing, the heart is full of pride, so that you in the next few days, even if you do something wrong in the heart there is a sense of security. To the back, so long as the playful back late, I will find an excuse to say is to go pick mushrooms or pluck bamboo shoots to go, even if often empty-handed, but the parents of the worry and blame will be a lot less. ■