The Warmth Of Kapok Road Laba Is All In The Story Of A Bowl Of Porridge

Today is the Laba Festival and the solar term is very cold. In this cold day, drinking a bowl of steaming Laba porridge, eating a delicious meal, comforting the tired body and mind, dispelling the cold, is a kind of happy ritual sense. Since ancient times, food is the most important thing for Chinese people. Almost every festival has a special food as a memorial. Zongzi of Dragon Boat Festival, moon cake of Mid Autumn Festival, dumplings of winter solstice, Laba porridge It not only shows the rich food culture, but also condenses the feelings of home and love. These food feelings originated from the legend of the festival, such as zongzi is to commemorate the patriotic poet Qu Yuan, Laba porridge to save Zhu Yuanzhang from the crisis

Today is the Laba Festival and the solar term is very cold.

On this cold day,

Drink a bowl of steaming Laba porridge,

Have a delicious meal,

Comfort the tired body and mind, dispel the cold,

It's a happy ritual.

Since ancient times, food has always been the primary concern of Chinese people,

Almost every festival

They all have special delicacies to commemorate.

Zongzi of Dragon Boat Festival and moon cake of Mid Autumn Festival

Dumplings in winter solstice, Laba porridge in Laba

It not only shows a rich food culture,

Moreover, it embodies the feelings of home and love.

These delicacies originated from the legend of festivals,

For example, zongzi is to commemorate the patriotic poet Qu Yuan,

Laba porridge saved Zhu Yuanzhang from the crisis;

And because of the inheritance of the common people for thousands of years,

It has evolved into small and touching folktales,

A beautiful picture with personal memories.

I believe everyone has their own Laba story,

Enough to make you remember, warm life.

Now let's read Laba written by famous writers,

Maybe you can find yourself in it.

In Shen Congwen's story, Laba porridge was once a favorite food for children. At that time, the children's happiness seemed to be very simple. They didn't need too many delicacies, nor did the adults chase after the food. A bowl of sweet Laba porridge could make them greedy.

Laba porridge (excerpt)

——Shen Congwen

When it comes to Laba porridge, who will immediately have a sweet and greasy feeling. The millet, rice beans, jujube, chestnut, sugar, peanut kernels together to paste coating boil into a pot, let it sigh like boiling in the pot, just look at its sigh like son, smell the smell, enough to swallow more than three mouthfuls of saliva, what's more, the big bowl with big spoon into the mouth!

Ba'er, who lives in Fang's courtyard, is going crazy with joy today. A man went out and went into the kitchen room and saw the big pot of porridge sighing. The dishes had been arranged neatly beside the stove for a long time, but his mother always said that it was still early.

His mother is picking up a spatula and stirring it in the porridge. The porridge in the pot seems to be getting thicker.

"Ma, Ma, when are you going to..."

"Till night!" In fact, what his mother said at night was not after the lights were on. But eight son listen to this relaxed words, eyes can be anxious red. In the pot, there is a weak sigh is still continuing.

"Then I'm hungry!" Ba'er wants to cry.

"If you are hungry, you can eat it when the sun goes down."

Some people value a day very much, maybe because of someone. Bingxin wrote in the article that she was also in memory of her mother. Even if a person dies, but as long as someone thinks about it, he doesn't really leave. Bing Xin's bowl of Laba porridge also represents the remaining warmth of maternal love.

Laba porridge (excerpt)

——Bingxin

From the day I can remember, I remember every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, my mother cooked us Laba porridge. This Laba porridge is made of glutinous rice, brown sugar and 18 kinds of dried fruits. The big ones are red dates, longans, walnuts, white fruits, almonds, chestnuts, peanuts, raisins, etc., while the small ones are all kinds of beans and sesame seeds, which taste very sweet and delicious. My mother cooks a big pot every year. She not only eats the whole family, but also gives more to neighbors and relatives.

The mother said, "the Laba porridge was originally cooked by the Buddhist temple for the Buddha. The eighteen kinds of dried fruits symbolize the eighteen Arhats. Later, the custom became popular among the people because it was a good way to save money by taking this opportunity to clean up the kitchen cabinets and cook the remaining miscellaneous fruits for the children." Finally, she sighed and said, "my mother died on Laba, when I was only 14. After weeping over her, I rushed to the kitchen to make breakfast for my father and brother. I also saw a small pot of Laba porridge that she cooked yesterday. Now I still cook this Laba porridge every year, not to offer sacrifices to Buddha, but to commemorate my mother. "

Laoshe remembers that Laba in Beijing is very lively, just like a "small agricultural exhibition". Between the lines was the joy of the harvest. Looking at these words, you can feel the happy spring festival atmosphere.

Spring Festival in Beijing (excerpt)
——Lao She

According to the old rules in Beijing, the spring festival begins almost in the early days of the twelfth lunar month. It's the coldest time of the year. On Laba day, every family cooks Laba porridge. Porridge is made of various rice, beans and dried fruits. This is not porridge, but a small agricultural exhibition.

In addition, this day also bubble Laba garlic. Put the garlic in vinegar and seal it up for the new year dumplings. By the end of the year, the color of garlic is as green as emerald, and vinegar also has some spicy flavor, which makes people have to eat more dumplings. In Beijing, during the Spring Festival, every family eats dumplings.

Mr. Mo Yan, who has a profound experience of poor life, always records great love in the most simple words. His Laba porridge is not limited to personal taste, but a charitable gift. No matter how hard people lived at that time, they could eat a full porridge in Laba to warm the new year.

Spring Festival in my hometown (excerpt)

——Mo Yan

It is the first stop of the new year. This morning to boil a pot of porridge, porridge to have eight kinds of food - in fact, only seven kinds of indispensable jujube ingredients. It is said that in the early hours of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month before liberation, wealthy temples or charitable families would set up large pots of porridge on the streets, and beggars and poor people could eat for free.

I used to yearn for this kind of congee ceremony. Think of those huge iron pots, which were set up in the open air, with sacks of rice and beans poured in. The thick porridge rolled in the pot, bubbling up countless bubbles, and the thick aroma filled the cold air in the early morning. A group of children with big bowls in their hands, waiting anxiously in line, their small faces flushed with cold, and their noses are hung with clear snot. In order to resist the cold, people kept jumping and shouting. I often fantasize that I am waiting in the line of porridge. Although I am hungry and cold, my heart is full of joy. Later, in my works, I described the scene of gruel giving several times, but it was not as brilliant as I imagined.

A bowl of Laba porridge,

Record countless ups and downs of life.

And on the eighth day of the twelfth month of every year,

Let's go over and over again.

Maybe the festival has never been more than a day of celebration,

It is also a memorial book of love, full of true feelings.

I wish you were in your own Laba porridge,

Encounter warmth, joy and peace!