I dare not say that I am greedy for wine, but when I am in the mood, I will often cook a few side dishes, or have a light taste, or simply meet up with three or two friends to exchange glasses of wine. When I want to be drunk, I just want to feel the warmth in my heart after tasting wine. At least, I feel that wine, no matter how fragrant it is, or how expensive it is, there is a feeling that I must have tasted wine. What no one can resist - the feeling of elation when drinking, the feeling of joy, the kind of return with gentleness that releases all the body and mind!
Because of my income, I don’t drink much, and I don’t pursue the quality of wine. Earlier when I was in the countryside, I drank the flat-bottle Xinzhou Chun that retailed for seven yuan a bottle. Earlier, I drank the same Xinzhou Chun, but it was in a round bottle. I roughly remember that that kind of wine sold for about four yuan. Fifty cents. I even remember that the wine used at my father’s 50th birthday party was the Shinshu spring wine in a round bottle, 52°, which was very strong but tasted very good. During the birthday party, a large table of comrades from out of town opened the table. Even if they drank the last two bottles, they even asked the wine steward to bring half a box of wine, and everyone got drunk. In my memory, that drunkenness should be the worst among my comrades. The reason is actually very simple. When my father was 50 years old, it was a week after I returned from the army. Such comrades drank in Hangzhou. I have been drinking Hakka wine for three years, and when I came back, I suddenly felt the taste of the country. The authentic Xinzhou spring wine, why don’t we let children like us who have been away from home for too long boldly indulge!
This time, I was vaguely aware that the wine had always been wrapped in nostalgia.
Not long ago, for the first time in my life, I received a relatively expensive gift. Sister Mao from the Sanqing Women's Literary Association asked Wu Pingping in the association to bring me two bottles of wine. She said that she had rarely had time to get together with me since I came here for half a year. Someone happened to give her a few bottles of wine, so she Asking someone to bring it to me, Sister Mao said: "Red powder is given to beauties and fine wine is given to scribes." Two bottles of wine are a welcome relief for me. Sister Mao's gift originally gave me a surprise. When I opened it, I was even more ecstatic when I saw the wine bottle in the transparent plastic steel casing. The bottle was crystal clear and contained no flaws. The shape of the West Lake pagoda obviously took a lot of time to design. With the painstaking efforts of the author, a bunch of words used to describe women's grace, such as roundness, slenderness, and plumpness, would not be inappropriate at all when used here. The seal script "Xinzhou Chun" on the bottle is even more attractive to Shangrao men. The delicacy of Shangrao women and the gentleness of Shangrao women, a bottle of wine, fully reveals the masculine strength, feminine softness, and Confucian roundness. The compatibility and understanding of Shangrao people were actually fully demonstrated by this bottle used to hold wine, which really made me marvel. The wine in the bottle is as clear as ice that is about to melt. You don’t need to open the lid to taste it, just looking at it makes you a little tipsy. At this time, I already knew clearly how valuable the two bottles of wine Sister Mao gave me were.
I met Sister Mao because of words, and getting along with Sister Mao was even more because of words. A year ago, a small article I wrote about "Desolate Chenfang" accidentally evoked the screams of Sister Mao, who was originally from Chenfang. As a result, I had communication with Sister Mao. After that, I was inspired by her. Dear, I stayed in their literary society for a while. Unfortunately, I ended up being a lazy person who didn’t want to leave the mountains and rivers. Soon, I found an excuse for myself in the endless longing for my wife and children. He deceived himself into a mountain village hundreds of kilometers away from Raocheng. At that time, Sister Mao said: She was a little sorry, but she did not have the conditions for me to take root in Raocheng; but I knew that it was actually I who had failed Sister Mao, and my understanding of literature and creative ability really couldn't help. Sister Mao is busy.
I never dare to consider myself a scholar, but Sister Mao obviously always treats me as a literary friend. At a small gathering this year, Sister Mao said bluntly: How can we not have wine? How can we not drink? Ji Kang, Li Bai, Tao Yuanming, Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu... none of them are full of the smell of wine, and their texts are filled with the smell of wine. Therefore, it doesn't hurt to drink. Not only should you drink some wine, but you should also try to achieve the level of wine fighting poetry. The realm of thousands of articles. She doesn't drink herself, but she is always willing to invite her literary friends to drink. Moreover, she always looks at the expressions of her literary friends when they drink with admiration and envy.
It’s no wonder that most literati like wine. Ji Kang had a strange and handsome character, but he lived a dissolute life and was accompanied by wine. His eternal masterpieces such as "The Book of Breaking Up with Mountain Juyuan" not only make readers clearly feel the smell of alcohol, but also the curse after drinking. The blood in his whole body was boiling, and he was shocked by his noble personality and great sentiments; Tao Yuanming was clean and self-loving. He would rather pick chrysanthemums and work in the fields in Dongli than bend over for rice. But without wine, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to be pure. Therefore, He was ecstatic when he entered the room at a young age and found a bottle full of wine. With wine, Tao Gong could have a number of popular masterpieces handed down to the world, such as "The Peach Blossom Spring" and "The Biography of Mr. Wuliu"...
Wine, It has always been a source of insight and inspiration. The unfettered state of mind after drinking is just like lying in the arms of the mother when he was a child. The mood is absolutely unmixed. Ji Kang, who "disdains the rich and powerful in this life, only pays his drunken body to the old man", "the emperor" The call was still not answered, whether it was Li Bai who claimed that he was the Immortal of Wine, or Ouyang Gong who "drunkard's heart is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers"...the word "wine" expresses their free and unrestrained spirit. The ultimate.
I have discovered that the most closely related literati and wise men in history usually became obsessed with wine after their official careers were frustrated. Ji Kang disdained officialdom, and Tao Yuanming was Li Bai was dissatisfied with being an official. Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu, etc. all became obsessed with wine after being reprimanded in their official careers. As a result, these scribes who had no intention of being attached to officialdom not only achieved their great writings, but also shaped their drinking affairs. "I don't admire the shengxiao dance in the mortal world, but I envy the ethereal spirit in the wilderness. I use half a bottle of sake as a carriage and horses to ride happily until dawn." Wine actually became the carriage and horses that took them back to their dream hometown, so that they never really left it behind. The worldly heart is soothed. Yes, when you are tired and tired, is there any better place to go than the hometown where they were born and raised? What place can make people feel more warm and reliable than their hometown! Only by living in one’s homeland can one’s state of mind be clear and untainted. Unfortunately, home is always too far away from them, so they can only return home in drunken dreams.
Of course, if you have a cup of wine from your hometown at this time, then your dream of returning to your hometown will be closer. I had this feeling, whether it was when I was in the army or when I was wandering around Yiwu for a few years. At that time, I was homesick, so I spent money to get drunk, and most of the wine I bought was wine from my hometown. Of all the good liquids, the most popular one is Shinshu Spring. When people from the hometown return to their hometown, they are always told not to forget to bring back a bottle or two of Shinshu Spring from their hometown, because "Shinshu Spring" is very close to us - we are originally from Shinshu. , Xinzhou Spring, just allows us to find the taste of home in the lingering lingering wine, and allows me to relax for a moment in my heart that is stained by the dust of other places.
Literati are especially tired. Their rich emotions and ambitions are doomed to be harassed, because the world is too noisy and too realistic! A confidant who influenced my life once discussed with me the avoidance and alcoholism of Chinese literati. He said that he believed that it was the escaping choice of literati out of helplessness. Hearing this, I was speechless. I have to sadly accept the judgment of my confidant from the bottom of my heart. However, I cannot help but agree with the literati’s escape method of hiding and drinking. Indeed, they have no choice. Should I agree with them to abandon their backbone? Are you going with the flow? Should I agree with those who use hypocrisy to pile up a lot of glory in exchange for glory? Ji Kang and other sages were all drunk, so drunk that they could open their chests and expose their bodies to communicate with heaven and earth.
I think this state is comfortable. At least, at that moment, they don’t need to be bothered by anything, and can fully devote their soul and body to nature, without being anxious or self-conscious. Depressed, like a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time and returns to his hometown haunted by dreams, there is only endless intimacy and heartfelt release. His already overwhelmed limbs and bones can be washed away easily. What's wrong with this! What's more, they will then take advantage of this rare moment of cleanliness to write clean words that will last forever. This, even if they are escaping, is extremely valuable!
It turns out that wine has always had the effect of promoting people to return home, letting people unburden themselves and return home easily. Suddenly I understood the meaning of Sister Mao's gift of "Xinzhou Spring" to me. It turned out that Sister Mao really treated me as a scholar. In addition, I think there was a deeper meaning in sending me "Xinzhou Spring Wine": Sister Mao was asking me to do so. I will never forget my homeland, my true nature will last forever. I think I can’t bear to open these two bottles of wine.
In fact, there is no need to open it. How can this wine brewed from the water of the Xinjiang River, which has nurtured seven million people of Raoxin, not be sweet and sweet!