Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Night (Seven Laws)

? The Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night is a good time to enjoy the moon, eat moon cakes and get together with family. It is also a good time to recite ancient poems about the moon with the ancients. It's a story about Zhang Gu becoming immortal under a tree, and it's also a fairy tale of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon. It is said that "Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the night is bright." "After watching the news broadcast at night, I hurried out with my camera. I want to follow the shadow of the moon and enjoy this unique traditional cultural feast together. Before coming to the newly opened Great Xiangxi Memory Expo, there was no moon in front of us, only golden lights shone on the whole Wulingyuan scenic spot, and a unique Great Xiangxi story was staged in the museum during the day ... Mr. Tang, a well-respected and admired folk art collector, was a fine collection artist in the museum. He wrote a brilliant page on the collection road from 14. Over the past 40 years, Youth Without Regret has been successfully displayed in all art collections. They are the presentation of Tujia people's life and labor art, and also the important embodiment of the combination of ancient wisdom, culture and labor art in Xiangxi for thousands of years. Thankfully, every collection in the museum is very clear and familiar to me. From watching Mr. Wang Zhengpeng clean up the collection again and again, to taking photos, and then to identification, the important historical story of each collection is between the lines of every type. Because there are rich historical and cultural stories, each collection is unique and cannot be copied. From all kinds of old books to cloth, wood, porcelain, jade, stone, silver and copper, the unique embodiment of the romantic "resurrection" of Tujia culture is presented in the Expo Hall. Standing in front of the Expo, I deeply breathed the profound taste of ancient cultural elements. By learning the unique patterns, characters and wonderful classical poetry culture on each object, I have been following the footsteps of ancient literature and art all my life and walking at the forefront of the art palace of traditional cultural revival. I think, if the moon comes out, how exciting it will be to recite poems in front of the Great Xiangxi Memory Expo and be with ancient poets. The unique significance of thought, culture and art endowed by the ancients can be passed down and carried forward in future generations. A drop of rain can fall in the sky, and the Mid-Autumn full moon night is intertwined with golden light, leaving a photo as a souvenir. The Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night is more about the deep and lofty worship and yearning for ancient literati, poets, ancient craftsmen and other craftsmen ... The only saying is: "The Great Xiangxi Pavilion is full of human nature, and craftsmen are familiar with witchcraft. On the night of golden autumn and bright moon in Dangui, Wuling Jun is in Gu Yong City. "

I walked in the rain with an umbrella and wanted to see the bustling West Street again. Tourists came here to play and shop, and many Tujia snacks and specialties were in this street. But I just walked to the front of Tujia building when a thunderstorm suddenly came, so I had to stop and wait downstairs. At this time, there are still many tourists eating dinner and standing under the eaves. I listened to the "Hua, Hua" heavy rain pouring down. A middle-aged man squatted at the door with his head in his arms and a bowl of rice in his hand. Why doesn't he eat at the table? I was full of questions and wanted to ask, but the words stopped on my lips. Born timid, I never like talking to strangers, let alone at night. Looking at a bald head, I feel sore all over, thinking that I must be sick, so I can't eat, which makes people feel pitiful. August 15 is a day for family reunion. Don't eat cold rice and cold dishes alone under the stormy eaves. Your illness and pain should be treated effectively. I left in a hurry with an umbrella before the rain stopped. On the one hand, I can't stand it. It is not easy for people to come into this world. Traditional Chinese medicine culture can cure all diseases in order to get rid of all kinds of diseases. Why are there more and more patients who can't be cured? Mr. Wang Zhengpeng began to learn herbal medicine at the age of four. He has been able to cure all kinds of pains with all kinds of fresh herbs, such as sores, diabetes, fractures and so on, which cannot be cured in the hospital. That is the essence of Chinese medicine culture handed down by his ancestors for 5 thousand years, all in his hands! A needle scar on my leg is a testimony to the difference between western medicine and Chinese medicine. Because it was stitched in the hospital, the doctor didn't use Chinese herbal medicine, so that every time he looked at the scar on his leg, he felt very annoyed. Why not treat it with Chinese herbal medicine? Just apply fresh herbs for three days without leaving any scars. I have been seeing a doctor by observing, smelling, asking questions and feeling the pulse since I was a child. By decocting traditional Chinese medicine and boiled water, my illness can be effectively cured, especially for colds and coughs. The three herbs can be cured by boiling water. Everyone knows the folk secret recipe. Once I went to see buzzing ears, the results of old Chinese medicine students and young doctors in the hospital were different. The old Chinese doctor told me that I would recover through minimally invasive surgery, and the young doctor gave me anti-inflammatory drugs and ear washing drugs. You can see two different results in the same ear. When I was in high school, the hospital checked that I had hepatitis B and brought me a lot of western medicine, but I didn't eat any of them and threw them all in the bamboo forest. Western medicine tastes strange and makes me uncomfortable, so I threw it away. Later, my mother took me to the mountains far away to see the old Chinese doctor. After eating Chinese herbal medicine for two months, I went to Changsha for inspection twice. The doctor said there was no hepatitis B, so I was relieved. But for this reason, I delayed my study and basketball exercise for two months. Up to now, I don't know whether the hospital in the town gave me a wrong check or whether an old Chinese medicine doctor who was hiding in the mountains cured me. I have a lingering fear, but fortunately I didn't take western medicine, which didn't hurt my health. If there is an opportunity, I would like to go back to Pingjiang and see the old Chinese doctor who lives in the mountains. The list of medicines is full of the oldest traditional culture in China. Maybe he can cure more hepatitis B patients. My grandfather is just a Chinese pharmacist in the commune, who specializes in choosing medicines for patients. All kinds of Chinese herbal remedies copied by his grandfather with a brush are collected in my hand. This is the oldest traditional medicine culture in China, which was handed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. It hurts to see many old Chinese medicine practitioners who are old and have no apprentices around them, especially those who have opened pharmacies in the village for 30 years, but they can only lock up their medicine boxes, and no one cares about them since then. Is it possible for students in the classroom to collect Chinese herbal medicines from the mountains, from looking, smelling, asking, cutting, starting school to things? The knowledge of traditional medicine culture must start from the moment when the master went up the mountain to collect medicine. This is the root of Chinese medicine culture. Only by being familiar with the medicinal properties of each medicinal material can we treat the disease body and the root of the disease better. Du Yue said: "Don't dream of vaguely looking at your hometown, even the clouds are bubbling." Affectionate * * * and the spring moon, Yaoxian Mountain is fragrant everywhere. "

On the full moon autumn night, there are also pairs of foreign guests in the brightly lit shop, enjoying a wonderful reunion time and indulging in Wulingyuan. It was still raining, and there was a beautiful song in the bar, playing Qian Qian's poems and songs. Today, they have completely disappeared. Those poems recorded the rude rhymes of many literati and poets, and sang the unique rhyming style and style of ancient cultural artists "wishing people a long time, thousands of miles away". Nowadays, young people's clubbing has just become a way to kill time. All talents have evolved into incoherent songs, with no rhythm, no style and no face. The Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon is the most beautiful love for thousands of years and a perfect portrayal of life and death. The autumn wind is blowing, and the flowers in the rain are beautiful. They are charming, but not proud. They absorb the aura of heaven and earth, nourish the right path of life, are noble and elegant, pure and pollution-free, and the true colors of life are in full bloom under the sky. "Ah, how beautiful you are, Wei Zi, meeting you on a full moon night." I spoke to the flowers while shooting. "You look more beautiful flying with willow leaves." While cheering and admiring, I pressed the shutter, and Wei Zi squinted and said to me, "I am the most beautiful flower in autumn." "Wow, really, you are so beautiful, all purple, with a hint of pink, just like a fairy." While I was admiring, I thought of Bai Juyi's obsession with Wei Zihua in the Tang Dynasty, and wrote "Wei Zihua to Wei Zilang" and "Wei Zihua to Wei Zilang" and so on. Only the beauty of Wei Zihua is worthy of Bai Juyi's lifelong love for his sweetheart Xiangling! Wei Zihua is full of rain and dew, and every purple flower, light or thick, is more moving, which contains a kind of love for life and adds to my love for Ziweilang. The Tang Dynasty, which lasted more than 1000 years, was such a poet and had an unshakable position in the history of China. This is the ultimate show-off of a cultural feast. All great ancient poets must love nature, and even a flower, a grass and a tree have become the objects of ancient poets' chanting. They express their wishes for a better life, their worries and their spiritual sustenance for a better pastoral life by expressing their feelings. I remember the happiness of my childhood. The mountains, waters and flowers in Wei Zi in my hometown are all in my beautiful years. I sometimes hold a handful of Wei Zihua for joy, sometimes I take a Wei Zihua off and put it on my head, and sometimes I gently pinch the bud of Wei Zihua to help it bloom quickly, so that the fragrance of flowers can invade my nostrils and penetrate my whole heart. Zhangyan, a purple petal, gave me a beautiful life throughout my childhood. It was a pure and unpolluted life, a love and attachment to life, and the ultimate beauty of its flowers. An ingenious poem praised: "The autumn night rains long, and the creek street is made of jade." The poet looks at the sun and loves Ziweilang. "

The rain finally stopped and the number of people coming and going in the street gradually increased. The young man was humming a song while playing the piano. He is singing alone. Everyone who has a good wish for love can release all the beauty of the whole world in sacred love. Love is a beautiful wish between the opposite sex. When she was in the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, she knew that she would never see her sweetheart again in her life. In the heavenly palace, she was lovelorn and wiped her tears and said, "Why did you wait so long? Where is my sweetheart? " The Jade Rabbit, who was playing tricks on medicine, said, "You have become an immortal, so you can't see your sweetheart." "Impossible, today is the day when we get together." "Sister Chang 'e, don't wait," said the Jade Rabbit. At this time, the mountains are covered with dark clouds, and you can't be seen from a distance. Chang 'e said, "No, today is the day of reunion. We will meet again on August 15, and the freshman may be smiling at me. " Jade Rabbit said, "Can you come back to earth?" "I don't know, I've been waiting for news in Guanghan Palace ..." Chang 'e cried, Yutu cried, the moon crossed the cloud wall and still reincarnated. On the night of meeting, heaven is still our neighborhood! Du Yu said, "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, Jade Rabbit stays in the palace. Come and go to the ends of the earth, the hometown of acacia. "

When I came back, the lights of the Great Xiangxi Memory Expo were still flashing. Between the truth and illusion of each story, reading is a double interpretation of the close combination of collections and historical and cultural stories, and it is a feast to create the theme culture of the whole western Hunan. Through the mighty river of history, the industrious, kind and brave Tujia people have left a series of unrepeatable cultural heritages, such as clothing, from planting hemp to beating hemp, to textile and color embroidery, all from silk spinning, weaving, dyeing and embroidery. It consumes a lot of people's sweat and tears, as well as a lot of physical labor day and night. They have no regrets for generations, from beginning to end. Every piece of clothing has a different color, such as clothing, bedding, shoes, hats and so on. There are exquisite embroidery patterns, which are close to nature and truth after repeated changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, or gorgeous flowers, or free-flying birds, or exquisite embroidery such as bluegrass, bamboo, figures and myths. It's late at night, and the moon is still shyly hiding in the clouds. Chang 'e lives in a cold palace and can't come back. More thoughts and feelings are written in the arms of hometown, where the fragrance of every plant, tree, water and soil is engraved in my soul cells. No matter when, the day of reunion with family members is the joy of keeping the life world true, perfect and beautiful!

? Qingfeng Pavilion Mid-Autumn Night