The Most Simple Wish

"Don't go now." Dao Xiaotong pointed to the small temple at the foot of the mountain: "it doesn't matter if it's later. Now some men are going to the small temple to burn incense and recite and learn Dai characters. Later is a good time for dinner. "

"Shouldn't we go out early and help the girls in the stockade cook together?"

"We don't have to. They are good at cooking." Dao Xiaotong showed a rare cunning charm. Lying on the wooden railings on the second floor, looking down, on the day of the closing day, even she, who used to be busy, became relaxed.

"I can eat a lot of delicious food today. But according to the custom, today is fasting, right? No meat. "

"We made a lot of colorful glutinous rice and cakes. Mr. Tao doesn't believe in Southern Buddhism, but he can have meat. "

"Forget it." Tao Huizhen murmured. She has been used to accepting all the local traditions. She doesn't want to be special at any level. What's more, there's no meat in Dai village to give her a tooth sacrifice.

She's not used to walking. The skirt seemed to bind her legs. She came to the eaves of the bamboo building and stood side by side with Dao Xiaotong. Immediately, we can see that the whole Dai township is in the middle of a kind of festival, and the flavor of traditional customs is particularly strong. Every house in front of the bamboo house, are cooking, smoke curl, filled with the smell of food. Some people walk on the road of the village, some go to the homes of acquaintances, some are dancing, some are singing. The sound of elephant foot drum and Gong played on the street, and there were also dubbing of Hulusi and cymbals. The small village became vivid in an instant. The women's colorful skirts make Dai's hometown colorful.

Today, Dai Township seems to be in the middle of dreams and fairy tales.

The closing day was originally a major festival of Dai people. The scale of celebration of this day is no less than the new year's water splashing festival in Dai. From the day of the closing day, the next three months until the opening day, for a cycle. During this period, Dai people went to temples every day to worship Buddha, burn incense and recite Buddhist scriptures. Listen to the stories of Buddhahood told by eminent monks. In addition to this, the labor of deep cultivation and meticulous work makes everything simple. It's just like the Dai people who have been scattered for more than half a year should really start to work hard.

However, in today's Dai Township, the closing day is not grand. Mr. Wang once said that the Buddhist temples in Dai township are surrounded by desolate walls, and the incense is not as good as before. Occasionally, in the largest temple in the county, one or two monks can be seen cleaning the courtyard for the Buddhist temple. Ordinary people seldom go to temples to visit Buddha. Dai People's traditional Buddhist culture has been irretrievably fading out of the sight of Dai people. It's not too bad to say that the trend has gone.

Under such a background, the Dai Buddhist culture back to dacha village has come to the point of dying out. The small temple at the foot of the mountain has no monks for many years. At ordinary times, only the old family members of the village go to clean the body of the Buddha statues every other time, offer a handful of incense to the Buddha, and play with the bell Duo a few times. It is only at such times that the small temple seems to have recovered the meaning of "solemn Buddhism". There is also a little flavor of the Dai traditional Buddhist culture.

Now, three months after the closing day, no one will go to the small temple every day to listen to the stories of the eminent monks. People in dacha village only celebrate the day of the closing day. They burn incense, worship Buddha, hold banquets, sing and dance. The stream of people in the small temple is endless, and the smell of burning incense is strong again. The next day, the scene returned to calm.

Once again, the temple is empty and idle, standing alone in the corner of the village. Dacha village will be quiet again.

According to Tao Huizhen, the momentum of Dai Buddhist culture has gone, and it is not created overnight. Although she is not a Buddhist, when she passes through the silent Buddhist temple, she can't help sighing that the four walls are desolate at the moment, and they once flourished.

There are about half of the Han people in Dai villages, and few of them are deeply involved in Dai culture. With the development of society, more and more Han culture has been popularized.

Between protection and change, there should be a good measure of traditional culture. Tao Huizhen believes that there is no conflict between the Dai traditional Buddhist culture and her compulsory education. From her own point of view, she would like to see the Buddha Temple reappear its golden glory.

"Brother..."

Someone opened his voice in the street outside the bamboo building. It was like a voice coming out of thin air from a deep valley. Echoing in the small village, like the sound of nature.

That "Yo", the range easily jump two high octaves, touched the C3 sound, Tao Huizhen felt that no matter what, she was out of reach.

She has been exposed to the accompaniment of various musical instruments, vocal accompaniment has also been intuitive contact, understand some music theory knowledge. Apart from her minor achievements in dance, she has a very low range. C3 tone to her down an octave, she did not dare to say that she can easily control, unless it is to sing with falsetto. But in Dai village, with Tao Huizhen's more than a year of contact and understanding, no matter men or women, or children, even the elderly here. It seems that they all have a naturally good voice with a very wide range. When they open their voice, they start to sing in the high range. Dao Xiaotong is no exception. Her voice is as clean as a bamboo flute. Tao Huizhen listened to her voice, but she could also sing the true high voice to C3, and her face was not red.

Dai people are born with the talent of singing and dancing, and they are very enthusiastic about singing and dancing. When Dao Xiaotong heard the voice of a Dai woman under the bamboo tower, she couldn't help it. Tao Huizhen saw that she was reciting the beat in her heart, little by little. Suddenly, on a certain beat, a bright voice that can penetrate through the eardrum burst out from her mouth. The tone was as high as the wind through the banana leaves. The singing of the woman downstairs resonates with her. They sang to each other.

I saw two people, one on the bamboo tower and the other under the bamboo tower, singing aloud with their eyes alternating, smart and focused expression. Tao Huizhen's ears were shocked by the high voice, and she had to show her admiration. With her feelings, the two people are not entirely interested. In the non professional singing, there are many delicate parts that need repeated practice to achieve the effect. It can be seen that Dai songs should also have a set score.

The duet song stopped after a few minutes, and their faces were filled with laughter. Tao Huizhen told Dao Xiaotong that after the bonfire was lit in the evening, almost all the people in dacha village would sing and dance around the bonfire. The children of dachacun primary school will also come to play. She has the idea to ask Dao Xiaotong to accompany her voice and dance for the children.

Dao Xiaotong knows that Tao Huizhen is a professional dancer, while she is a non professional singer. It's only in Dai village that I sing out of order, that is, I feel honored to sing down.

Tao Huizhen's folk dance is general. She wants to dance classical dance for her students, so that they can appreciate the soul and significance of Chinese Dance (classical dance). The form, spirit, strength and law of classical dance are not only in the "dance" itself, but also convey the supreme spiritual realm. Persistence, persistence and self transcendence. This is a necessary quality for a dancer. In addition to the theme of "dance", there is also the role of words and deeds.

The accompaniment of classical dance is mainly guzheng, bamboo flute, Xiao, pipa, drum, etc. This time, Tao Huizhen found Dao Xiaotong and asked her to sing the tune of Dai nationality and open her voice with human voice, while she could dance impromptu. She thinks that although the dance is classical, the accompaniment is traditional folk music, which is easier for children in Dai nationality to accept. The reality is that there are many similarities between classical dance and national dance.

There are many banquets in dacha village, and the villagers take the delicious food they make to the banquets to share with you. After dinner, it was evening. As soon as the sun set, the bonfire was on fire. The whole village continued to celebrate the closing day.

Tao Huizhen sits next to the flaming bonfire. Her shadow is also dancing by the bonfire. Her traditional Dai women's clothes are very hot. The hands of the watch have already pointed to 9 pm, and people's enthusiasm to celebrate the closing day has not diminished. This is a rare grand scene for the Dai people who work at sunrise and rest at sunset all the time.

The beating of the elephant's foot drum has never stopped, echoing each other from afar. It seems that other villages a few miles away are also bustling. Guanmen Festival is indeed a grand event for the whole Dai people, even some of the Bulang, De'ang, WA and other ethnic minorities.

In the rhythm of elephant foot drum, Tao Huizhen's shoulders and neck also slowly swing up, completely involuntarily.

Around tao Huizhen, several Dai men dance the traditional male peacock dance of Dai nationality. They make the male peacock play, Peck and fly in the forest. And some Dai women's impromptu dance, against the performance. To Tao Huizhen's surprise, they were able to combine several dances with different rhythms to convey their feelings to each other. Interactive communication in the form of dance.

In their dance, there are not many professional elements, neither strict rhythm, nor unique form and spirit. They pay more attention to the exchange of feelings and sustenance, is the kind of uninhibited and heroic without polishing. However, judging from Huizhen's professional point of view, dance has two concepts, one is to perform for others, the other is to dance for self perception. She would like to see the growth of traditional folk dance, from self intoxication to appreciation. While retaining the strong tradition and emotional communication, it also has the same slightly professional things that Dao Xiaotong showed when she opened her voice in the afternoon. In this way, even if it's just a dance for Dai people to celebrate themselves, it can be refined and put on the public stage.

Sometimes it's not necessarily a bad thing to be seen by more people. It will lose part of its original flavor, but in this way, more people will know about the traditional folk dance forms, which is more conducive to spread through the ages.

"Miss Tao, the children are waiting for you to dance." Dao Xiaotong's cheek was bright with the fire light. She looked at Tao Huizhen's ruddy cheek and said.

"Wait a minute, there are still a few left. Which song is teacher Dao going to sing?" Tao Huizhen moved her eyes from a quiet village road to Dao Xiaotong's lips. It's not hard for her to imagine that Dao Xiaotong's best songs are only three or two, mainly because her ability of memorizing lyrics is not very good.

"Phoenix Tail Bamboo in the moonlight."

It's really this one

"This track is too targeted to dance with. Or you sing that "flowers bloom", that's good

"Teacher Tao asked me to sing, I'll sing!"

Tao Huizhen was startled by the sudden "crackle" of fire. She moved back and joked to Dao Xiaotong: "teacher Dao's voice can make up for my poor dance moves."

At this time, Tao Huizhen heard the more crisp drum sound coming from the elephant foot drum, which stood out from many musical instruments. It's a Liang beating his own little elephant foot drum. He finally made the little elephant foot drum, but it was just in time for this year's closing day, almost a year later than he expected. Tao Huizhen looked thoughtfully at a Liang's head wrapped in a headscarf under the figure of the adults, dragging the beating light and shadow to beat the drum, which was a kind of adult atmosphere.

I haven't seen him for some time. He hasn't come to school recently. Tao Huizhen gets up from the ground and is ready to go over to talk with a Liang, even if it's just to ask him how he's doing now. Of course, she would like him to come back to class. After getting up, Tao Huizhen's vision can pass through some short people. She noticed that under a Liang's little elephant foot drum, a small girl's back was dancing!

He's playing for her. Tao Huizhen immediately understood this fact. Tao Huizhen is not familiar with her back. Girls are wearing short black chin length hair, which is contrary to Dai girls' habit of long hair and braiding“ "Er..." Tao Huizhen subconsciously pushed away the crowd, and she was a little panicked at her feet. She wants to squeeze over and talk to a Liang. Her intuition tells her that a Liang's absenteeism has something to do with short hair girls

"Teacher Tao, all the kids are here!" Dao Xiaotong pulls Tao Huizhen in the blindness. She doesn't understand what Tao Huizhen is squeezing in the crowd.

"Good." Looking at more and more people shuttling in front of him, the fire silently jumping. Tao Huizhen can't get rid of them. She seems to be submerged in the celebration. A Liang was gradually completely blocked behind the crowd. The crowd was still crowded. A Liang's figure completely escaped from Tao Huizhen's eyes.

Tao Huizhen had no choice but to walk back. The children who could come had already arrived. They sat on the ground and formed a small circle, waiting for their teacher to perform the dance for them.

Dao Xiaotong's voice is still like a strong wind through banana leaves, surging in the night sky and flames. Tao Huizhen quickly entered the state. As if performing on the stage, she did not change her awe of the dance spirit because of the different identities of the audience and the rudeness of the stage.

Compared with the past, most of Tao Huizhen performed on the stage on the theme of fierce action, because Dao Xiaotong's singing is crisp and the rhythm is bright, singing the meaning of "flowers are blooming". This time, she improvised the theme of "flowers blooming quietly". The dance rhythm fluctuates gently, from one action to another, using a gradual form, like water, flowing without sound. The movements of dancing and dancing are all completed by the leisurely and gentle way of rowing and paddling.

She lowered her footwall and formed three curves in her body. She pinched the pattern in her hand and stretched her body upward. The flowers slowly opened.

Tao Huizhen's body opening is amazing. She's like a machine that moves with the rhythm of a song. Even if it's improvisation, she can master every rhythm just right, and her joints change quickly and slowly. Vision, action, emotion, all are constantly improving, bring people the greatest ornamental at the same time, mobilize the mood of the audience. It can affect the mood of the audience, which is also a place where dancers are proud of.

After a dance, the audience applauded warmly. Tao Huizhen bows to take the curtain call, and thanks Dao Xiaotong for her beautiful and emotional singing.

"Stage, really should be that sentence, if there is a stage in my heart, then there are stages everywhere." Tao Huizhen said with a sigh.

The students began to be taken home by their parents, and the needle had already pointed to 11 o'clock in the evening. The bonfire faded away and the crowd dispersed. It's time for the annual closing day celebration to come to an end.

This bonfire song and dance festival was held in front of dachacun primary school. This is also the broadest area of dacha village. There was no one left in the crowd. There was still a smoldering ash. If it wasn't for the ashes and the aftertaste of the celebration, Tao Huizhen really didn't dare to confirm that there had been such a lively party just now?

Li Lao and Dao Xiaotong, together with Tao Huizhen, clean up the rest of the mess. Tao Huizhen stayed for the last time to watch the bonfire burn out. Bai Junmao, the monitor of dachacun primary school, has been in the sixth grade. He took the initiative to stay and watch the bonfire with Tao Huizhen. Tao Huizhen gives Bai Junmao the last piece of lard candy as a special encouragement to the monitor who has been doing well.

She saw Bai Junmao put the hard won candy into his pocket and talked with him about his future plans.

Because Bai Junmao is in the sixth grade, after September, he should be in the seventh grade. In this way, he and Tao Huizhen will face a choice. If Bai Junmao chooses to study in the junior middle school of the Central Primary School in the county, Tao Huizhen will lose the top student in the class. But there is no doubt that it is the right way to study in the county. Another situation is also in front of us. Bai Junmao's family may not be able to afford the cost of studying in the county, so he still has to stay. Tao Huizhen's textbooks will also be added to the first year of junior high school, which is not a small difficulty for her. However, from her heart, she does not feel any displeasure because of this possibility. On the contrary, she knew that what she wanted was to stay with the children as long as possible.

September is drawing near. When Tao Huizhen asked Bai Junmao this question. He said that from the perspective of his family, he should stay in dachacun primary school. Only in this way, Tao Huizhen has to teach all the courses from grade one to grade seven, and she can't bear it. When it comes to hard times, he has also considered a third option.

The so-called third choice, Tao Huizhen knows what it will be. She won't let a student who teaches by herself want to learn but can't. Looking at Bai Junmao, he said with a smile, "then stay. It's always the only choice."