Although many memories of childhood have been blurred after the age of 40 years, when recalling the warm moments once there, there will still be many plots, which will gradually become clear, gradually spread out and be tasted again and again, A lot of past and human relationship stories will be restored slowly. They still do not change the past charm, and make people feel more unspeakable and uncontrollable. Children’s songs and nursery rhymes spread in the countryside, each of which will have a taste. Generations of people grew up humming folk songs. They gradually experienced the taste of life and gradually infected the color of life in the oral instruction of their elders, no matter tears, laughter, or poverty, it is still difficult. It is an eternal hope in the hearts of adults and a yearning for the future in the hearts of children. Whether it is hope or yearning, it is true that it will not be lost, and naturally it will not leave the days around. There is a nursery rhyme singing like this: grinding wheat, making a cake, please aunt, not at home, open the back door to pull plum blossom, pull a flower, leave a branch, leave it until next year to bloom early; Early flower knot, I asked my mother to rest, and she went down to the county to buy red lines. My elder brother bought pink and my uncle bought flowers, and sent my elder sister to my mother-in-law’s home. A pair of satin geese from my mother-in-law’s family cried out, can sing; Stand and sing, feet are sour, sit and sing, mouth is dry, make a pot of tea, tea is astringent, hot pot of wine, wine is sour, boil a basin to soak your heart. When I just remembered, sitting on my mother’s legs, my mother would hold our little hands, play such a game, read such children’s songs, and shake back and forth in a cadence, it is exactly the same as grinding wheat and beans. In the countryside, every family has a bluestone mill. Women use bluestone to grind wheat and millet, especially in the age when there is no mechanical processing, rice flour and flour are slowly ground out through painstaking efforts. It is rare to beat tofu on festivals and grind bean cakes in lunar December. At that time, many tastes of a family were slowly grinded on a stone mill, living at home, it can’t be separated from the stone mill at all. Without the stone mill, it will definitely reduce the life charm of many villagers. A woman who knows how to do housework transfers the scene of work to the aspect of child rearing. Probably, this is also a natural and imperceptible emotion revealed by habit. In those laborious and lack of machinery days, it is very common for women to work in the daytime and grind at night. Therefore, such creation is almost at hand, this also corresponds to the folk saying that there is no lack of creativity. Although such folk songs have a lot of vulgar elements and can’t stand repeated scrutiny, the inner emotions are expressed between words, it is the concrete expression of some emotions which are hard to express clearly in the heart. There are also many elements of life, so it makes people feel fresh and funny. Especially in the era when material materials were very scarce, grinding wheat to make a cake was undoubtedly a kind of inner reach. In the days when food was hard to eat, who didn’t expect to have enough belly one day, can you improve your life and eat delicious white flour steamed bun? But under the living conditions at that time, these were very distant extravagant hopes. Therefore, the creative villagers gathered the strength of all people to create these folk songs with strong life atmosphere, there are not only expectations for life, but also the display of rural customs, and more comprehensive descriptions of rural living conditions. It can even be said that it is a specific record of life forms, living at home, marriage, marriage and marriage, mixed human feelings, life experience, all include them, all have a unique taste. This is the most complete folk song I remember. When I was young, I didn’t know why. I sang with my mother and yelled behind a group of big children just for fun and releasing my excess energy. Even if I sang so loudly, it was not likely that my mother would have wheat mill every day, and she could eat white flour steamed buns or pancakes every day. My mother and I taught them this way, in order to make the children happy, not to mess around, and they seldom had a spare moment, enjoy the happiness of the family. As for the foil of the latter part of the ballad, it really makes people happy and funny, but it is far from practical than the first two sentences. Probably, this is also the usual method of comparison, this makes people have to believe that the folk in the countryside is the source of the endless gushing culture. It is true that I haven’t cared about these children’s songs and folk songs which were deeply engraved in my heart since I was young for a long time. It is not because I don’t have such a little time, but because I lack such a mood. Always busy dealing with it, it is rare to have such a mood, or leisure, nostalgia or traceability, all need to have a mood, otherwise, it is difficult to get into the life you have had. If so, it is better not to think about it, so as not to destroy the beauty hidden deep in the heart. Fortunately, one day I remembered these. In the aftertaste, many neglected human feelings were alive in my heart. When I went back to my hometown, I saw the bluestone mill which was put together with a dry pile of debris. It was inevitable that I would sigh a little more. The stone mill, which was seen heavily by the villagers in the past, has lost its function. Its existence seems to lie in showing a period of history and a long-told life to the later generations. I saw the life of a villager from two stone mills which turned black, as if my mother was still grinding wheat and beans for us, that kind of memory has gone deep into the heart. I am afraid that it is impossible to forget it. This is also something that can not be forgotten in the past. Seeing such a scene, who will not remember it? But now, no one sings these folk songs any more. Life has changed greatly. It seems that grinding wheat to make a cake is no longer touching. However, as a continuation, such songs should not be lost in the vast dust, there should be more people to pay attention to it. No matter from the perspective of respecting historical development or regional culture, we should not ignore it.

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