I remember Gu Long wrote a wonderful sentence in The Sentimental Swordsman: If a person is desperate and wants to commit suicide, let him go to the vegetable market.
That means that the strong smell of fireworks in the vegetable market is definitely a life-saving medicine for a disheartened person. Just a sip can rekindle hope for life.
Coincidentally, Wang Zengqi also showed a different kind of love for the vegetable market in his prose collection "The Best in the World":
When I was a child, I often looked forward to going to the market or going to the vegetable market with adults. After all, in the era without computers and mobile phones, you can always see many novel and interesting things there. Whether it is a sugar blower or fried bean jelly, it is very attractive to me.
This attraction continues to this day. In this big city of Shenzhen, the vegetable market is one of the few corners in the city that can make me feel warm.
Listening to the cries of vegetable vendors and smelling the fishy smell of fish and sheep, I always think of the scene of wandering around the vegetable market holding my mother's hand many years ago.
Second,
In addition to the vegetable market, there are many ordinary corners that carry my childhood memories.
For example, there is an artificial river not far from home. Although adults always educate not to be too close to the water, there are water ghosts in it. But playful, I always like to swim in the muddy river, or simply dig a small pit to bake sweet potatoes. That unique taste has never been eaten since childhood.
Also, because of playing marbles, students always dig one pit after another in the school playground, so that the students who dig pits are often caught by the principal and then punished to fill all the pits.
And those of us who can't bear to be punished by him alone often help some poor unlucky guy fill the hole with his tail.
Adult life is not easy except getting fat easily.
Therefore, this may be one of the reasons why we often recall our childhood. After all, childhood is too easy to satisfy us and too easy to make us happy. Whether it is the vegetable market, the riverside or the school playground, there is endless happiness hidden in any corner.
Third,
Recently, I received a set of watercolor paintings from Hubei Fine Arts Publishing House-"Olu Corner Old Watercolor". The author Oulu is a post-80s watercolor painter.
It took him four years to recreate his childhood memories in the 1980s and 1990s, and he painted many street scenes that were unremarkable but engraved in our memory.
After all, we have to admit that with the changes of the times, the alleys and slopes where we ran and played in childhood are gradually disappearing, but it would be a good idea if someone could draw them all.
I don't know anything about painting, but I also know that painters have more freedom to express their feelings than photography and painting. The painting itself comes from the real scene, but it also adds other elements to the work according to its own understanding.
In the corner, many old people or things show more vitality.
Rusty locks are still dutifully installed in the yard ▼
Old people who repair cars at intersections are still helping people repair worn-out bicycles ▼
The little white dog under the tree doesn't know if it is the descendant of the dog I played with when I was a child ▼
In everyone's spiritual corner, there will be a real mutual reflection space. It may be a pot of flowers in the corner, a few clotheslines on the roof, or a few uneven bars on the school playground.
Those corners may be insignificant to others, and only we know how important they are to ourselves.
Anyway, it was the most precious thing when we were children, and no one would change it, not even three white rabbit toffee.
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