Chapter 989: Spring Festival, New Year pictures, excellent traditional culture and soft power
[Modified version] As the ban on burning is becoming more and more stringent, it is now rare to see fireworks during the New Year. Even in the suburbs where they live, they can only hear some scattered firecrackers occasionally.
For the sake of environmental protection and to prevent air pollution, appropriate bans are possible, but one-size-fits-all bans are open to question.
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.
Thousands of households exchange old talismans for new peaches every day.
In our New Year, firecrackers occupy a very important place. Without firecrackers during the New Year, it seems that there would be no excitement.
Therefore, instead of such a blanket ban, it is better to be more flexible and set up concentrated burning areas, time, quantity, etc.
In this way, it not only satisfies everyone's demand for a lively New Year, but also complies with the relevant prohibition regulations. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.
Although the ban is relatively strict, it is not so strict for ordinary toy firecrackers. So Wu Tong, a crazy girl, ran out and bought a lot of them by herself.
He had a lot of fun playing alone in the yard, and even invited Wu Hao to play tricks on Lin Wei.
"Okay, okay, stop playing, we just swept the yard." Zhang Xiaoman raised his voice to stop him.
Wu Tong started to act coquettishly: "Mom, you're celebrating the New Year, what's wrong with you?"
"How old are you, you still play, you don't look like a girl at all." Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help scolding.
"Hehe, why do you have to look like a girl? I am who I am." Wu Tong showed off the small bulge in his biceps while laughing.
"It seems that the martial arts class that your father and I signed up for you was a mistake. You were originally supposed to learn some kung fu for self-defense, but I didn't expect that after you become a man, who would be willing to marry you in the future?" Zhang Xiaoman sighed.
He took a breath and said helplessly.
Wu Tong said with a proud look on his face: "Humph, people who want to marry me are lining up, and I don't like it."
"Here, help me post the couplets." Wu Jianhua came out holding a pair of couplets and waved to Wu Hao.
"coming!"
Wu Hao handed the firecracker to Wu Tong, clapped his hands and quickly moved a small ladder placed in the yard.
Posting Spring Festival couplets is basically one of Wu Jianhua and Wu Hao’s essential tasks every year, from childhood to adulthood.
When Wu Hao was a child, Wu Hao was holding the ladder below, and Wu Jianhua went up to stick it on. But now, Wu Jianhua is holding the ladder on the bottom, and Wu Hao goes up and sticks it on.
Although the position has changed, the posting is still done by two people.
Wu Jianhua attaches great importance to posting Spring Festival couplets every time. In the past, Spring couplets were bought on the street, but now, they are all written by a famous local calligrapher who lives in the community.
Different communities have different living and contact circles. The community where my home is located is a relatively high-end community in my hometown. The community is mainly composed of villas, so the people who live here can basically be regarded as the elite class in my hometown.
With so many people living in a community, a circle naturally forms. Everyone is willing to make friends in this circle and make use of this resource.
So everyone has become familiar with each other, and we usually meet and say hello, communicate with business owners in the group, help each other, and so on.
This local famous calligrapher also lives here. Every Chinese New Year, he writes Spring Festival couplets for free to the owners he knows well.
Perhaps because of Wu Hao's relationship, this calligrapher is very diligent and attentive every year.
"It's a little lower, go up a little." Wu Jianhua directed from a distance.
"What now?"
"Go up a little further."
"how about this?"
"Go up a little more."
"so?"
"Come down a little."
"Ok?"
"Come down a little further, five millimeters!"
Five millimeters? Wu Hao moved down slightly, and then asked: "Is it all together?"
"It's all together, just right!" Wu Jianhua said with a smile.
Upon seeing this, Wu Hao immediately pressed it, and then gently smoothed it and pressed it. This handwritten couplet must be pasted with flour paste to be the most suitable.
Many people are afraid of trouble or difficulty in cleaning, so they use tape or glue. However, in rural areas, or in many more traditional places, they are still willing to use paste. Because the paste is reliable and low-cost, if it is stored
If it's good, a couplet can be posted on it and kept for more than half a year.
If it is attached with tape and glue, a gust of wind may blow one night and the couplet may fall off.
"Okay!" Wu Hao patted the red stain on his hands, then jumped down from the ladder neatly, and then admired the fruits of his labor.
"Yes, quite decent." Wu Hao said proudly with a smile.
"It's just such a couplet, it took so long." Wu Jianhua retorted, then cut the red rope and opened two very exquisite and beautiful statues of the door gods: "Go on, stick the door gods on them."
"This door god is very beautiful." Lin Wei looked at the pair of door god statues unfolded by Wu Jianhua and couldn't help but admire them.
Regarding the praise of his future daughter-in-law, Wu Jianhua nodded helpfully and said with a smile: "This is a traditional handicraft of ours, wood block color printing. This year's edition was newly carved by a master, and ours was the first to be printed.
One of several paintings, the ink lines are very clear."
"It's very beautiful. It's such a pity to stick it up like this." Lin Wei said with some regret.
"Haha, if you like it, I have another one. Is it a set of portraits of the Door God and the New Year that were printed with old editions from the Qing Dynasty? This old edition has long been listed as a cultural relic in our local museum, so this
This set of prints is also very rare. I will take it out for you to see when I get back later." Lin Jianhua said with a proud look on his face.
"Thank you, uncle!" Lin Wei thanked her every day, then looked at the door god who had been taken by Wu Hao and gestured on the door and said: "The traditional culture of our country is long and profound, and has strong vitality. We have also always strived to bring this culture to the door.
The digital technology method is restored and displayed, and then spread abroad. On the one hand, it is to promote and display our excellent traditional culture and let foreigners know and understand our traditional culture.
On the other hand, there is a saying that goes well, the more national, the more global.
Mr. Lu Xun said, "Things with local flavor are more likely to become popular in the world, that is, they will be noticed by other countries. If they are promoted to the world, they will be beneficial to China's activities."
When we make games, film and television works, we often suffer from the lack of content, but little do we know that these excellent things are all around us, and they are most easily ignored by us.
We have always been inferior to our neighbors in the promotion and display of this traditional culture. Many things were obviously learned from us, but they have become things that represent their culture.
In addition, this kind of cultural export and cultural dissemination is also a manifestation of our country’s soft power to a certain extent.
The reason why the United States has been able to steadily dominate the world for so many years relies on nothing more than three magic weapons: the military, Hollywood, and Wall Street.
If we want to rise, these three are essential.
Of course, as practitioners in cultural content, we also have obligations and responsibilities in this regard to promote our country’s excellent traditional culture.”