Eating zongzi and watching dragon boat rowing in my hometown.

This afternoon, I suddenly received a message "Dragon Boat Festival Memories" from my hometown's eldest brother, Yanqing High School classmate Jia Wenyou-Wang Jinyu, which was sent to me by mobile phone: "The Mid-Autumn Festival in spring and Ming Dynasty, the song of everlasting regret lost the Dragon Boat Festival, Qu Zi sank the Miluo River, Han Bang seized the festival to worry about luxury, the glutinous rice wine of Artemisia argyi leaves, the fragrant glutinous rice balls and salted eggs, and the dragon boat at sea, so we know that the meaning is unknown. Just now, I read some doggerels drafted by Brother B. At this moment, I can't help but recall the scene of eating zongzi and watching dragon boats in my hometown during the Dragon Boat Festival. .......

I remember the Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown when I was a child. I ate zongzi and watched the dragon boat rowing. I miss the whistle I bought for ten cents. It is made of yellow mud, a little colored paper and a bamboo stick with two or three chicken feathers, and it blows "beep". These childhood memories make me look back from time to time, and the unforgettable meaning of the old days still exists. When I was alone in a foreign land, or when the rain knocked on the window at night, these beautiful memories accompanied me through many lonely times. Now I suddenly smell the delicious zongzi floating out of the window and know that the Dragon Boat Festival is coming. That cherished memory, with the sweetness of the years, is even stronger in my heart.

At that time, I remember that when I was about thirteen or fourteen, we were looking forward to the annual Dragon Boat Festival. In order to go to the Shangwan River of Fengzhuhu Reservoir, which is opposite to my hometown pond, I got up early with my third brother, who is 10 years old, packed a bunch of steamed zongzi with my old mother, and together with the children next door, hurried to the Shangwan River of Fengzhuhu Reservoir, which is opposite to my hometown pond, to watch the dragon boat race of my hometown. The leader is the children's king Sinari, who ranks fourth in the family. We all call him fourth uncle according to seniority. He usually takes the lead in catching sparrows and crickets, and today is no exception. In Mandarin, dragon boats are called dragon boats. However, those farmers who take part in boating really don't want to hear this word, because years or even decades, even generations or even dozens of generations are called dragon boats. Let's call it a dragon boat, because it shows respect for farmers. Although many city people have started to row dragon boats, dragon boats traditionally belong to farmers.

The dragon boat in my hometown may be as charming as the waist drum and duet in the north. According to southerners, a dragon boat is as powerful as a thousand waist drums. If the waist drum and duet focus on performance, then the dragon boat focuses on competition and appreciation. A dragon boat without a race has no mood, just like a duet. Without one person, there is no lasting appeal, just like cross talk, only one person can't perform it. Dragon boat pursues speed and tension in its progress, so it has both internal beauty and external beauty. Essentially, it is the perfect combination of physical strength and speed. In the dragon boat race, there is water everywhere. There is water on the dragon boat, the racers are all covered with water, and the people who follow on the shore are all covered with water. This is their sweat, and it is wet everywhere. So some people say that the dragon boat is a wet world. It is also said that the dragon boat is a world of poetry, and the competition, shouting, cheering and sprinting one after another will not be inferior in the artistic conception of any poem. Wet and poetry complement each other, showing the endless heroism of the Chinese nation, and wet and poetry set each other off into interest, showing the characteristics of the Chinese nation as a big country. At that time, the children's faces were filled with happy smiles. You chased me and ran to the Shangwan River of Fengzhuhu Reservoir opposite the pond in your hometown. The most unforgettable thing is the rich fragrance of Zongzi in my hometown, floating in the clear sky, which makes me really feel the unique flavor of Dragon Boat Festival pervading my hometown.

A group of our friends came to the upper bay bank of Fengzhuhu Reservoir, opposite the hometown pond. The river is crystal clear and there are waves on the edge of the reservoir. The river beat against the rocks on the bank of the pond, splashing a few feet high. The people who came first crowded on the upper bay bank of Fengzhuhu Reservoir, opposite the pond in their hometown, helping the old and bringing the young. Some children sit on the shoulders of adults and play bamboo flutes with rooster feathers. Several children also climbed to the willow tree by the river with their necks crooked. There are noisy crowds and surging people everywhere, and the Fengzhuhu Reservoir opposite the hometown pond has a panoramic view of the boiling Shangwan River.

I can only see that there are more than a dozen dragon boats in the upper reaches of Shangwan River in Fengzhuhu Reservoir, just opposite the pond in my hometown. Unlike other fishing boats, the dragon boat is long and narrow, with a dragon head and a dragon tail at the stern. The dragon head and tail are carved with wood and painted with color. The colors of faucets are red, yellow and white, and the beard on the faucets is brought to life by the river wind. The dragon boat is full of gongs and drums, and the sailors are eager to try. There is a big float in front of the dragon boat, dressed in new clothes and painted all over, like a big stage on the water, with colorful flags flying around the boat in the wind. At the same time, drums and music were ringing on the boat, and Hua Dan, Xiao Sheng and the clown in costume seemed to be putting on a costume drama. Clowns turn hollow somersaults at the bow, one after another dazzling.

Accompanied by the deafening dragon boat cry, the cheers of people on the shore of the upper bay of Fengzhuhu Reservoir opposite the hometown pond, a burst of gongs and drums resounded through the Qingxi River, and the hometown dragon boat race began. I saw a dragon boat flying downstream like an arrow leaving the string, and whitewater paved a white practice behind the boat. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, a colorful chain is flying in the river. My third brother and I, a group of children, cheered in the crowd and followed the dragon boat running on the shore. The whole river in my hometown was boiling. The river rushed to the shore, and our shoes were soaked by the river while running. With the sound of gongs and drums on the dragon boat, we and the people on the shore crowded and ran to the downstream of the river, cheering for the dragon boat like arrows.

At noon, we hurried home for dinner. "Dragon Boat Festival early, Mid-Autumn Festival late" Today's lunch must be rich, and you must drink realgar wine, which is the wine of Dragon Boat Festival. But only adults can drink, and children can't. Adults dip their hands in wine and rub foam on children's faces, ears, nose, palms and feet, saying that this can exorcise evil spirits and detoxify. In Legend of the White Snake, the white snake shows its true self only after drinking realgar wine, and the ashes of time are afraid of realgar wine.

On the night of Dragon Boat Festival, enjoying the cool outside, the night sky in summer is so deep and quiet. Listening to my mother chatting with her neighbors, I know that eating zongzi and racing dragon boats on the Dragon Boat Festival is to commemorate the ancient patriotic poet Qu Yuan. Beautiful and touching stories lit up my dim heart like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Zong Xiang drifted out of the window again. With the passage of time, the traditional cuisine and rich folk culture charm of the Dragon Boat Festival are still silently passed down. It is the national spirit and a long history, which makes the folk culture of the Dragon Boat Festival endless and precious! Despite the passage of time and great changes. But I still repeat these unforgettable stories in my hometown, silently savoring the joys and sorrows of life.