Author: Zhu Ziqing
I'm very upset these days. Sitting in the yard enjoying the cool tonight, I suddenly remembered the lotus pond I walked through every day. It should look different under the light of this full moon. The moon rises gradually, and the children's laughter on the road outside the wall can no longer be heard; My wife is patting and skipping in the room, humming a sleeping song in a daze. I slipped on a big shirt and ran out the door.
Along the lotus pond, there is a winding little cinder road. This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and it is lonely at night. There are many trees around the lotus pond, which is very sad. On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary. It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak.
I was the only one on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back. This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I like excitement and tranquility; Like to live in groups, like to be alone. Just like tonight, under this boundless moon, a person thinks about everything and thinks nothing, and feels like a free person. What must be done and said during the day can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone, and I will enjoy the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance.
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is the running water of the pulse (mi), which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played on the Vatican clock (transliteration of English violin).
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the sleepy eyes. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.
I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem. Lotus pickers are teenage girls, swinging boats and singing bright songs. Needless to say, there are many lotus pickers. It was a lively season and a romantic season. It is well said in Emperor Liang Yuan's "Lotus Picking Fu": Therefore, the demon Yu Yan is willing to be a boat; The snipe (y √) makes the first Xu Hui and passes the feather cup; Zhào can move, algae can hang, and ships can move and sail. Erqi slim waist bundle element, Yan Gubu; After the spring in long summer, the young leaves blossom early, and they are afraid to touch the petticoats when laughing, but afraid to tilt the boat when picking (jū).
It can be seen that there were wandering scenes at that time. This is really interesting, but unfortunately we are not happy now.
Then I remembered the sentence in "Xizhou Qu": Lotus is picked in Nantang in autumn, and the lotus is over the head; With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake.
If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the top"; You can't just see some shadows of running water. This makes me really miss Jiangnan. -think like this, suddenly look up and feel that it is already your own door; Gently pushed the door in, there was no sound, and my wife had slept for a long time.
1July, 927, Beijing Tsinghua Campus.
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Author: Zhu Ziqing
I haven't seen my father for over two years. What I can't forget most is his back. That winter, my grandmother died, my father.
I also handed in my errand. This is a day when it never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father. Go to Xuzhou
I couldn't help crying when I saw my father and the messy things in the yard and thought of my grandmother. Father said, "That's it.
Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another! "
Going home to sell pawns, my father lost money; Borrowing money for the funeral again. The situation at home these days is very bleak, half.
Half of the money for the funeral goes to my father. After the funeral, my father will go to Nanjing to work, and I will go back to Beijing to study, so we will
Peer.
In Nanjing, a friend made an appointment to go sightseeing and stayed for one day. I will cross the river to Pukou the next morning and get on the bus in the afternoon.
Let's go Because my father is busy, he has decided not to send it, and found a familiar waiter in the hotel to accompany him. He repeatedly asked for tea.
Room, be very careful. But he finally worried that the waiter was not suitable; I hesitated for a moment. In fact, I was twenty years old that year, North
Beijing has gone back and forth two or three times, it doesn't matter. He hesitated for a while and finally decided to take me personally. I am bright
Advised him not to go three times; He just said, "Never mind, they can't walk well!"
We crossed the river and entered the station. I bought a ticket and he was busy looking after the luggage. There is too much luggage, so we have to tip the porter.
To get through. He is busy bargaining with them again. I was really smart at that time, and I always felt that his speech was not beautiful, not myself.
You can't interrupt but he finally settled the price; Walk me to the car. He chose a chair near the door for me; I gave it to him.
The purple coat I made is spread on the seat. He told me to be careful on the road, to be alert at night and not to catch a cold. And let the waiter take good care of it.
Me. I laughed at his pedantry in my mind; They only know money, and believe that they have nothing! And an old man like me, isn't it?
Can't you take care of yourself? Well, now that I think about it, it was really clever at that time!
I said, "Dad, you go." He looked out of the car and said, "I'll buy some oranges." There you are,
Don't move. "I saw several vendors waiting for customers outside the fence on the platform over there. To get to the platform over there, you must cross the iron fence.
Tao, you must jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. I want to go, but he won't,
We have to let him go. I saw him hobbling towards the railway in a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton gown.
It's not difficult to lean down slowly. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed with both hands.
Above, feet up; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work. Then I saw his back, and I
Tears are coming down. I quickly wiped away my tears, fearing that he would see it and others would see it. When I looked out again, he had hugged me.
Scarlet orange turned around and left. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly and picked them up again.
Let's go When I arrived here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the front of the car and put oranges on my fur coat. therefore
I dived into the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed. After a while, I said, "I'm leaving; Write it over there! " I watched him go out.
Let's go He took a few steps, turned around and saw me and said, "Go in, there's no one inside." Waiting for his back to come and go.
I can't find it anymore. Come in and sit down. Tears come again.
In recent years, my father and I have been running around, and the situation at home is getting worse and worse. He went out to make a living alone when he was a teenager.
Support, did a lot of great things. That knowing the old world is so depressing! He was so sad that he couldn't control himself. I feel depressed in the middle because
However, it must be sent out; Family trifles often touch his anger. He treats me differently. But in the past two years, he finally
Forget my bad, just think about me and my son. After I came to the north, he wrote me a letter, which said
"I'm in good health, but my arm hurts. It is inconvenient to lift chopsticks and pens. Not far away. " I read.
Here, in the crystal tears, I saw a chubby back, a blue cotton gown and a black jacket. Alas! I don't know when.
See him again!
Beijing 1925 10.
(Originally published in 1925, 165438+ Literature Weekly122 October, No.200)