The Year of the Tiger, the Day of Spring, the Thawing of the East Wind, and the Su Meng of All Things.
Such a Spring Festival holiday, shopping malls are crowded, cinema tickets are sold out, scenic spots are far away, and the aroma of books is strong.
After lunch, he and his daughter walked to the Zhongyuan Book Building to buy a few favorite books to enrich their spare time.
The crowd searched for her for thousands of degrees, and finally found the last book in the bookstore that they had long wanted, Wang Zengqi's prose selection commemorative collector's edition "Slow Cooking Life", fortunately, it was too much to say.
The earliest knowledge of Wang Zengqi was as a screenwriter of the Peking Opera model play "Sha Jiabang".
Wang Zengqi is not as good as Lu Xun's vernacular novel essays for the awakening of the nation, nor is it as beautiful and gentle as Shen Congwen's pastoral style works, nor does it reflect the hardships of people's livelihood as Lao She's Beijing Jing novel.
But he is pure, his works do not speak for any class and crowd, only write what he thinks, what he sees, and records the most real society and life in his eyes.
This is also the reason why he is known as "The Last Pure Literati in China, the Last Scholar in China".
In fact, in life, Mr. Wang is very humble and funny, he once laughed at himself like this: "From childhood to adulthood, mathematics is not good." Admitted to university and made tea all day. Reading Chinese department, reading books is very complicated. Occasionally wrote poems, which were published by Xingmeng. Nothing is useful, but a writer. ”
The fireworks in the world are the most Wang Zengqi. As a food connoisseur among the literati, Wang Zengqi's preference for food can be described as "unscrupulous".
In my impression, Mr. Lao is most famous for his "Duck Egg of the Dragon Boat Festival" that describes the cuisine of Gaoyou in his hometown:
"Gaoyou salted eggs are characterized by their fine quality and oily quality. The protein is soft and tender, not like the hair shafts and powders elsewhere, and the entrance is like chewing lime. The amount of oil is especially unattractive.
The way to eat duck eggs, as Yuan Zicai said, with the shell cut open, is a way, that is the way to entertain guests during the banquet. Usually eaten, it is usually eaten by knocking out the "empty head" and digging with chopsticks. As soon as the chopsticks head went down, the red oil came out. ”
In the "Slow Cooking Life" that I chose, he confessed: "Once the sea was shipwrecked as water, and the salted duck eggs in other places, I really couldn't look at it." ”
Reading this, I couldn't help but send WeChat to my classmates in Yangzhou, and expressed a box of authentic gaoyou salted duck eggs to me, so that I could seriously taste and feel it.
Before we know it, we are all pursuing the poetry and distant places of "piano, chess, calligraphy and painting". After passing the age, I found that the warmest thing in the world is "chai rice oil and salt".
It is so-called: the fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals.
The four-square courtyard, the yin food people's homes, keep the flowing years, happiness and health. Is this kind of fireworks also what your heart thinks, what does your heart want?
That is Xin Zhiyi's "East family marries the wife, the west family returns to the daughter, and the laughter in front of the door is illuminated." "The village is neighborly, brightly lit, relatives and friends gathered, laughter and laughter.
That is Fan Cheng's poem "The fireworks village is far away, and Lin Jing is wild and fragrant." "The distant village is hidden, laughing and talking, cooking smoke, and fragrant incense.
That is Su Shi's words: "Treat himself with self-familiarity, do not urge him, when the fire is enough, he is beautiful." "Sour, sweet and bitter, full of food and drink, with the encounter, contentment and happiness."
That's what Zhao Xianhong saw: "Cup and plate, fight for some drunkenness, and moon reed flowers." "Fishing and drying nets, fisherman's joy, a pot of turbid wine, the joy of heaven."
That was the one that Zhu Yunming met: "The mountain monk crossed the ridge to see the tea old man, and the village girl cooked wine fragrantly." "Cooking tea and boiling wine, leisurely, plain and happy, comfortable."
In Mr. Wang Zengqi's view, the four sides of the food, but a bowl of human fireworks. To know oneself is to find oneself that one has not yet known.
Everything in the world has a sentient being, and it is rare to have a calm heart.
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