Rebirth declares war on the honest

Chapter 589 585. Those Years

A couple walked out of the breakfast shop and strolled on the street. Gu Yun broke the silence between the two of them again.

"Look at the sky here, does it feel like we are traveling abroad?"

"Ah."

After eating, Zhong Leyi's mood seemed to improve a lot. When she raised her head, memories were in front of her eyes.

Coconut groves, reefs, beaches, yachts, the sea and the sky are the same color, and the mist is vast.

That year, the young people who were still obsessed with distant places and dreams, held hands and wanted to go to the ends of the world together, and made a promise of love.

The pure land of Sanya makes people feel brisk and free from the bottom of their hearts, as if they have returned to the time when they just walked away, the two were running in the wind and wantonly on the beach.

The morning air was full of tranquility. Gu Yun and Zhong Leyi walked leisurely along the seaside of Sanya, listening to the sea breeze blowing the coconut groves to make a secret restlessness. Every coconut tree kept shaking its branches.

Occasionally step on the white sand with bare feet, feeling the freedom and comfort of Sanya.

The sea water gently slapped the reefs on the shore, and the giant ship in the distance blew its whistle and sailed slowly, heading for its own harbor.

The sea breeze was refreshing, and the mountains on the other side of the sea held a slanting sun, and the light hit Zhong Leyi's side face, making her look even more charming and charming.

"Uncles, aunts and my dad went to play mahjong again, and told us to play by ourselves, do you want to go back and rest?"

After the two of them walked for a while, Gu Yun's cell phone started to vibrate.

"Why don't we go shopping? We're here."

"casual."

Zhong Leyi, who has always liked to travel, was noncommittal.

"Someone is singing, did you hear that?"

Gu Yun tried to hold Zhong Leyi's hand, but the latter avoided it briskly, and he shrugged off the topic.

In the quiet and rainy morning, grandma and grandpa sang folk songs in the valley, which were the songs of their youth.

As long as one remembers, as long as one can sing, antiquity can become fashion.

"heard it."

Zhong Leyi nodded, and looked towards the stockade along the road ahead.

There is the Li Village Miao Village open to tourists and residents.

In the valley on a typhoon day, there had been a few showers before, and there were a few strands of white smoke floating in the green in front of my eyes.

The wind blows through the cascading trees, bringing a few faint songs.

Zhong Leyi quickened her pace. She often fantasized about what it would be like to be in a silent valley with those transparent singing voices. At this moment, she felt as if she was not in the world, even though there was a beach full of tourists outside the mountains and forests.

Following the singing, under the wooden scaffolding not far away, there are several grandmas wearing traditional Li costumes sitting upright. With their backs facing the two, they sing folk songs and weave bamboo and bamboo baskets. Fog was born around, adding a little dreamy feeling.

"This is the Li nationality, the earliest residents of the island. Look at their traditional costumes, they are so beautiful."

In two lifetimes, Gu Yun has more memories than Zhong Leyi, not only decades of memories, but also some miscellaneous little knowledge.

"You still know this?"

Zhong Leyi blinked her eyes, not only showing a bit of surprise.

Obviously, both of them are northern children who grew up in Liaocheng, and Gu Yun is not a liberal arts student, how did he know this?
"Look at the grandparents on the opposite side. Regardless of their age, they are singing love songs."

Gu Yun looked at Zhong Leyi with a smile, took two quick steps, and walked side by side with the girl.

For those who visit Sanya for the first time, they will find that time and four seasons do not exist on this island. It is like a boy who suddenly grows up and can't wait to go to the world. Opening arms to him.

And when people turn their eyes from the sunny sea to the inland, under the cloud-shrouded Wuzhi Mountain, among the many valleys spreading to the plain, in a side that not many people know and is not so dazzling, the local culture makes it have Rich colors and textures today.

The various ethnic groups who grew up immersed in these cultures, especially the Li nationality, the earliest residents of the island, have kept this green heart beating for thousands of years with their courage, bravery, creativity and tenderness.

When the ancient meets the modern, in the silent valley, people are using their own cultural memory and attitude to reshape the power of the nation.

Therefore, when the green mountains and the blue ocean are constantly approaching each other, in the process of the traditional ecology of the Li nationality gradually integrating with modern civilization, a nation that is not very vigilant to the outside world and has an open nature has been inherited in Sanya.

This partly comes from Sanya's own awe of culture, and also from young people's respect and tribute to national culture.

From ancient times to the present, the life of the Li people has always been inseparable from bamboo, and bamboo culture has been integrated into the daily life of every household of the Li people.

Rice in bamboo tubes, bamboo baskets hanging on the waist are filled with labor tools in the field, bamboo stools, bamboo baskets, and bamboo beds in front of and behind the houses in the village, one side is water and soil, and the other side is scenery.

Grandma is the best at weaving waist baskets. Since she learned how to weave baskets at the age of 14, she has not abandoned this craft for half a century. She has also taught her daughter-in-law and daughters to pass on the skill.

The waist baskets used by these women are extremely exquisite in workmanship. Grandfather cuts bamboo from the mountain and peels it into thin bamboo strips. Grandma weaves these bamboo strips for daily use.

The texture of the trend is clear, and there are almost no gaps and small holes between the bamboo strips.

Although the aboriginal ethnic minorities around Sanya have already entered civilization and are even hard to find, you can also experience their enthusiasm, singing, dancing and crafts here.

Walking in the village, the two found that there were light or bright black patterns on the face, arms, and legs of the grandmother of the Li nationality. This is the tattoo of the Li nationality on the island.

The phenomenon of tattoos of the Li nationality on the island mainly existed on women before the 60s, so now you can see tattooed grandmothers, all of whom are at least over 60 years old, and there are very few tattooed grandmothers in every village. Grandma is a living history book of the Li nationality.

In the old days, girls from the Li family had to get tattoos when they were 16 to [-] years old.The tattoo artist dipped the rushes with plant dyes, and beat the thorny white vines with a small wooden stick to pierce small holes in the skin, which are presented as dots and connected with dots and lines.

Tattoo is not only a religious form, but also a superb art. Its complex patterns contain many unknown ancient totems and life phenomena, as well as the paradoxical description and enlightenment of the whole life process. This is a very complex and rich human imagination. , contains the mysterious and mysterious human code.

The beauty of ancient and unique tattoos will inevitably disappear with the departure of this generation of grandmas. Now they live far away from the towns, and they keep the patterns on their bodies in various forms of life. When they leave, the patterns Imprinted on the earth, Yogashelah can continue to fly in the valley.

"Hi, do you want to try Li Jin? We can take a photo here."

Standing among the flowers, Amei from the Li family held a bamboo and rattan clothes basket in her hand, beckoning to the two of them, showing her eight beautiful white teeth.

The rattan and bamboo weaving ware that has been handed down from the Li nationality to the present, both in terms of its shape and production techniques, retains the skills inherited from ancient times.

The rattan clothes baskets used to store Li brocade among Li women's grandmothers have a round belly and a slender mouth, which is in line with the shape of Li people's homemade pottery. Rattan clothes baskets are important utensils in Li families. For Li women, they have The number of rattan clothes baskets is a symbol of a woman's wealth.

In Li society, there has always been a relatively strong tradition of property rights. In a family, without the consent of the woman, a man will not open the vine cover to flip through the private belongings in the clothes basket.

"Okay~ I'll pick a set myself, where can I change it?"

Zhong Leyi had no resistance to these distinctive ethnic costumes, so she tied up her hair and picked them up one after another.

"Let's go inside, the back room is fine."

A-mei pointed to the open space behind her, while explaining to Zhong Leyi.

In the old days, when Li girls got married, their mothers would also weave one or two sets of Li brocade dowry for their daughters. In order to preserve it better, they would elaborately make small rattan baskets with covers or bamboo tubes wrapped in rattan, and put them together with Li brocade on the bamboo weaving clothes. in the basket.

Like the Li people living in the mountains, bamboo is also witnessing and recording the time and legends of this place.

"What is the grandma singing outside?"

After changing her clothes, Zhong Leyi happily looked at the round mirror again and again, and asked about the sister beside her.

"The two send each other across the mountains, the farther and farther they are, the deeper the love. I send my brother with my head down, and I send my brother away with tears streaming down my face."

Amei's round face showed a happy expression: "It's the love song of our Li people."

"Really."

Zhong Leyi muttered softly, then turned her head to look at Gu Yun.

The Li nationality is a nation that likes to sing and is good at singing. They often feel emotional when they feel the scene, and they sing when they are in trouble, and they sing along with the arrangement.

Especially during festivals, such as spring festivals, engagements, and wedding ceremonies, ballads should be sung.

Young people would gather together in the huts in front of the village to sing, and they would sing together at work.

Love songs are the most numerous among the Li nationality's ballads, and they are also the most characteristic ones, which can best reflect the artistic level of Li nationality's folk songs.

Whenever the grandmothers weaving the bamboo baskets sang the first tune, the grandparents not far away would blow their noses and sing songs to echo.

"Am I right? This land is very romantic."

Gu Yun, who went to the countryside to do as the Romans did, soon changed into the national costume, and walked to Zhong Leyi's side. The two followed Amei's command to pose and began to take pictures together.

These songs accompanied by the life and struggle of the Li people are simple, wild and mysterious. When the ancestors first set foot on this land, started working, mourning and marrying, and daily living, these songs often rang out in these places. In the valley.

"Good-looking, good-looking, you two are a perfect match."

The camera in Amei’s hands seems to be an Alice Cave between modernity and tradition in Sanya.

Love unfolds quietly in an environment that is almost undisturbed, and the singing in the mountains is pure, simple and flawless, as if it does not belong to this world, but flies out of the sky.

"It's okay, mainly because my wife is beautiful."

Gu Yun answered these words cheekily, and Zhong Leyi beside him couldn't help but glared at him.

"I didn't have the nerve to say it just now, but it's really pretty."

After receiving the photo developed by A-mei, seeing the two wearing bright brocade, when they left the village, Zhong Leyi finally had a smile on his lips.

"That's for sure. There are no words in the Li language, and the clothing of men and women is like a history book."

Gu Yun stretched out his hand, this time he finally took Zhong Leyi's catkin lightly, without refusing.

The power of the environment and atmosphere can be seen. As the most representative Li brocade of Li culture, the ancients called it "the brocade of Li is as brilliant as clouds".

It is rumored that Huang Daopo learned the technique of weaving Li brocade from the ancestors of the Li nationality. Walking in the villages of the Li nationality, it is impossible to ignore the colors and patterns on people's traditional clothing.

The geometric symbols, animals, human figures, and plants on these tapestry are like words written on the fabric, telling history and tradition.

"And you know, the two pieces of clothes we are wearing, it took my grandma a long, long time to make them."

In the previous life, Gu Yun had followed the leader to Sanya several times for vacation, and the leader even had his own real estate in Sanya. Most of these little knowledge was learned by ear.

It usually takes three to four months or even longer for the grandmothers to weave and embroider a set of costumes.

Every Li nationality festival or wedding event, the girls always come together in groups of three or four, wearing Li brocade costumes made by themselves, appearing in the crowd, and they are showing their weaving and embroidery talents to others. .

"Is that so?"

Zhong Leyi asked.

"Yes, a girl with outstanding weaving and embroidery skills will win high praise and respect in the village, and she will also get the singing of courtship from young men. Whenever a couple is in love, the girl will always put herself Weaving a flower belt or handkerchief that I think is the most satisfying and giving it to the young man of the Li nationality in person, expressing his loyalty to love."

Gu Yun answered Zhong Leyi with a smile.

"So when I took the photo just now, I specially asked my sister to find me a matching pair to show my sincerity to you."

"Stop doing this, go back and tell your senior sister about it."

Zhong Leyi let out a sneer, and rolled her eyes.

"You still don't believe me, if I don't know how to sing folk songs, I'll sing one for you too."

After finally breaking the ice with Zhong Leyi, Gu Yun did everything he could.

"Sing if you have the ability, don't make cakes for me."

Zhong Leyi exerted her strength, pulled her hand away from Gu Yun, and accelerated her pace.

In a sense, Li brocade and folk songs have become the two languages ​​of courtship for the early youths on the island, one is melodious in the valley, and the other is sewn among the clothes.

People have long been used to seeing history through writing, but the Li people observe their identity through the deep and long tradition of skills.

Powerful ballads will become personal feelings, and these weaves filled with thousands of years of tradition and emotion will strengthen everyone's perception.

The endless sounds of the cows and horses, the sweet dreams under the continuous trees.

The valley is densely covered with forests, the sea water rushes between the mountain streams, animals graze on the hillsides, and the Li people harvest in the fields far away.

Large areas of thatched huts of the Li nationality stand together, neatly planned, and dozens of thatched huts are quite magnificent.

These neatly arranged thatched huts of the Li nationality and the scattered tourists not far away are just the harmony of the traditional culture of the island and the coexistence of nature.

In Li language, there is a beautiful and melodious pronunciation called "Bulonggui", which means the hut used by young men and women to court each other.

The huts are generally built outside the village and in the modern center, among the scenic forests and the roads extending in all directions.

After young men and women become adults, they leave their parents and live alone, and they will meet each other in the house when they are in love with each other. This is an extremely free and romantic way of love.

In this harmonious and bustling crowd, there was a sudden burst of crisp singing that did not belong to the local ethnic language.

"Back to the original starting point, your green face in memory, we have finally come to this day."

The faint folk songs coming from the village came to an end, and when we walked to the junction of the village and the street, new songs sounded in our ears again, and many tourists followed suit.

The girl in front of the singer suddenly stopped in her tracks, as if she had been cast with a hold spell.

The pure voice is as fresh and pure as the plot of the movie. Although there is no sound or accompaniment, it still sings the ignorant, shy, but most real emotions of the student days.

She turned around.

This song is no stranger, it was the theme song when the two were just together, watching a movie for the first time.

Even in Sanya, which is full of tourists, there are not many people who sing bravely on the street. Gu Yun's loud and clear voice attracted the attention of most people. In the middle of the song, some people even came closer to see his face clearly.

Gu Yun just sang seriously.

"I used to want to conquer the whole world, but when I looked back at the end, I realized that every bit of this world is all about you"

When the song reached its pitch, Zhong Leyi's eyes were already red.

She knew that Gu Yun was singing about herself.

What he sang was the pure love of the campus days, and it was also the warmth and beauty that could not be copied in the youthful years of the two.

"That night, the sky was full of stars, the promise under the parallel time and space, I will hold you tightly when we meet again~"

Sing a song.

In the witness and applause of hundreds of tourists, the girl with ponytail threw herself into the arms of the street singer.

(End of this chapter)