Love Prose of Climbing Mountain Tune and Errentai

Love is the sweetest and noblest feeling of human beings. Goethe has a famous saying: "Young men and women are not good at love, and young women are not good at love."

Singing the song of love is the first song of mankind. Guan Yu, the opening of China's earliest Book of Songs, said: "My fair lady is a good gentleman."

Mountain climbing duet embodies the burning love between lovers and the heartfelt love.

Especially in feudal society, the old feudal ethics regarded the free love between men and women as a scourge, which violated the feudal rules of "men and women don't give and receive" and "parents' orders, matchmakers' words".

For the sake of love, young men and women express their feelings with mountaineering tones, which has become a bond for them to express their feelings.

Listen to those unpretentious and sincere feelings, full of the fragrance of earth, that burning feeling, heartfelt love:

Mountain climbers adjust their skills to convey information,

My brother's folk songs absorbed my little sister's soul.

I hung coral beads around my neck for my brother,

Begonia flower tears ball is only for my brother.

I heard my brother's horse Rinrin ring in my sleep.

I broke two windows at one end.

Pairs of geese spread their wings and flew,

Little sister's ears are hot, her eyes are jumping, and she misses you everywhere.

Liu, known as "Zhao Shuli by Yangjia River" in Hetao area, was born in Shanba, Hangjinhou Banner. 1974 Although he graduated from junior high school, he was diligent and studious. He graduated from the Chinese Department of Beijing Humanities Correspondence University and became a well-known journalist and writer. Open his "Hetao Story" and "Love Couple" and write at the beginning:

"Twenty-eight years ago, on an autumn afternoon, I was mowing the grass in the corn field, and my wife was mowing the grass, but at that time she was not my wife, she was a big girl. I saw that she missed my wife, so I opened my voice and sang a folk song: "Your mother gave birth to you, and everyone loves you. The red shoes are embroidered with two Mabel Miao cabbages. " In a word, she sang "Don't mow the grass, cut the corn stalks" ... This winter, she became my wife.

Hetao women are healthy, kind, beautiful and generous, and all want pure love as deep as the sea and as white as snow. They are soul mates, crossing the long river of time, staying young forever and growing old together.

I remember when I was a child, the young people in the village would release their horses to the production team after a long summer. They are full of vigor and vitality.

Early in the morning and one night, the gentle mountain climbing tune shook out. In the empty countryside, the air is humid and the sound travels far and far.

The young man is singing:

Miss my sister's eyes,

Touch watermelon in buckwheat field.

Mother sighed: "Alas, the boy in gray has something on his mind. It's time to marry."

The big girl sings:

A fish is trapped in the river.

I'm waiting for you to open the canal.

Mom was happy immediately: "Don't worry!"

The author introduces:

Liu Wenzhong retired teacher, member of Inner Mongolia Writers Association.

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