Metaphorical Sentences in the Prose "The Shadow of a Green Lake"

Wang Zengqi

There is a girl with good teeth. Someone asked her, "Girl, how old are you?" "Seventeen." "Where do you live?" Cuihu West. "What do you like to eat?" "Spicy chicken."

Two days later, the girl fell and knocked out her front teeth. Someone asked her, "How old is the girl?" "Fifteen." "Where do you live?" "Cuihu." "What do you like to eat?" "Mapo tofu."

This is a joke I heard 44 years ago. I felt bored at that time (I heard it from a local genius in a forum), but now I feel very cordial.

Kunming and Cuihu are inseparable, and many cities have lakes. Hangzhou West Lake, Jinan Daming Lake, Yangzhou Slender West Lake. However, the relationship between these lakes and cities is not so close. It seems that if these lakes are removed, the city will still be a city. Cuihu cannot move. Without Cuihu, Kunming is not Kunming. Can only say: Cuihu is the eye of Kunming.

Cuihu is a lake and a road. There is a lake in the city, which does not hinder the traffic. There are few tourists in Cuihu, but there are many pedestrians. But when pedestrians arrive at Cuihu, they become tourists. I hurried from the hustle and bustle of downtown and the rigid and boring institutions. As soon as I entered the Cuihu Lake, I immediately felt relaxed. The weight of life, daily necessities, grievances and troubles will be diluted. People unconsciously slowed down, even stopped to sit on stone benches by the roadside, smoked a cigarette and looked around. Even if you are still in a hurry, people's spirit is very different in the shadows of lakes and trees. Cuihu gives Kunming people a lot of floating comfort and spiritual recuperation every day. Cuihu is a good name! The lake is neither too big nor too small, just right. Small, not enough to visit; It's too big, and swimming is very tiring. There are dams around and in the lake. Trees are densely planted along the bank. These trees are all very tall. Mainly weeping willows. "The grass in the south of the Yangtze River is not withered in autumn", and the trees in Kunming seem to be green in winter. Especially in the rainy season, the willows in Cuihu Lake are as green as if they were about to drip. The lake is very clear. The lake is full all year round. I have lived in Kunming for seven years and have never seen the green lake dry up to the bottom. The water in Cuihu Lake is not deep. Shallow knee-deep, waist-high. So no one came here to kill themselves. We have a classmate from Guangdong who once voted for Cuihu because of lovelorn love. But he went to the lake, walked in the water and climbed up again. Because he probably doesn't want to die yet, Jade Lake can't be flooded. Cuihu does not grow lotus flowers, but there are many water lilies. Thick green pig-ear leaves and endless pink and purple irises are very lively. There are many red fish in the lake. They are very big, more than a foot long. These fish are used to human steps and are not surprised by people. They just swam quietly and leisurely all day. Sometimes when you cross the road in the lake at night, you will suddenly poke it and jump out of the middle of the lake to scare you. Lake, willow, pink purple water hyacinth and red fish form an impression: Cui.

1939 In the summer, I came to Kunming to enter the university, lived in the dormitory of Tongji Middle School in Qinglian Street, and went to Cuihu almost every day. The school has made a list, but it hasn't started yet. Besides riding to Heilongtan and Jin Dian, we will also go to Daguanlou by boat, that is, to read books in Cuihu Library. The librarian is a great person. He doesn't have an accurate commute time. He came, ignored him, opened the door, walked into the reading room, set the hour hand of a wall clock on the wall "Kerala" to eight o'clock, then went to work and began to borrow books. The library is upstairs. Dig a rectangular hole in the floor and hang a rectangular board from the hole with a rope. The borrower opened the book list, the librarian took one look, put it in wooden pallet, pulled the bell next to it, and wooden pallet hung out of the hole. -There may be pulleys on it. After a while, the bell rang and wooden pallet tied it down again. Here comes the book you want. I have never seen this old and interesting book borrowing program again. After two or three hours, the thin and taciturn librarian, a bit like the classical painting of Chen Lao's face, stood up and set the clock on the wall clock "Kerala" to twelve o'clock: off work! We have no problem with his intentional timing method. Because we don't have any books to finish, we just come here to enjoy a little peace.

Eastern Shandong stretches into the lake and there is a peninsula. There is a two-story pavilion on the peninsula. There is a teahouse on the pavilion. This teahouse sells tea at night in summer (all teahouses in Kunming are like this, and the market closes very late), and we sometimes sit until ten o'clock. The teahouse sells covered cups of tea, fried sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds and peanuts, all in square plates made of tin. The bookkeeping method of Kunming Teahouse is a bit special: melon seeds and peanuts are the same price, and they are calculated according to the dishes. After drinking tea, "collect tea money!" The waiter came over, ordered the food and reported a sum of money. Our classmates sometimes drink tea by the window, eat a plate of melon seeds and throw the iron plate out casually. "Bang-",the plate falls into the water. Waiter accounts, or by the plate. When these waiters count at night, they will naturally find that there are fewer dishes, and of course they know where these dishes have gone. But when collecting tea money, I never quarreled with customers once; And I never "steal" guests with my eyes when I pour water for them with a big copper pot and a "Phoenix Three Nods". It is naturally immoral to throw melon seeds into the water. However, the waiter's nonchalant manner is admirable.