Song Sao: A big chestnut tree with many leaves. My brother thinks I have too many sisters. Brother doesn't scold, sister-in-law doesn't think, it's only three or five years at home. My brother who washed his face in the hall also scolded him, and my sister-in-law who washed her face in the kitchen was too disrespectful. Open my barn to eat my meal, open my mother's box and put on my mother's clothes. ? Sip my brother's meal? Wear your sister-in-law's wedding dress.
Niangzi Song: Hong Niao Search, Jump and Fly? Mother and daughter are lonely and sad. The former mother killed the chicken and left the chicken leg, and the stepmother killed the chicken and left the chicken intestines. Chicken intestines hung on the locust tree and cried with it.
Marriage song: the sky is flat, the ground is flat, and only my parents are unfair. When a sister gets married, the box is full of gold; When the second sister got married, the box was full of silver; Third sister married, rotten suitcase. A sister came back and came back in a sedan chair; Second sister came back, riding back; Third sister, go back to the road. Walk a mile, cry a mile, pull up your skirt and wipe your tears.
Washing Artemisia: Sister Qing washed Artemisia in the river and washed Artemisia all over the river. Don't eat chrysanthemum water in the river, and don't drink chrysanthemum water in the river. Chrysanthemum water, chrysanthemum water, not acacia but tuberculosis.
Strike while the iron is hot: Zhang strike while the iron is hot, Li strike while the iron is hot, Sister Zhang, leave me to rest. I won't rest. I'm going home while the iron is hot ...
The contents of these ballads are very rich, some reflect the sadness of women and social inequality in the old society, and some reflect the love life of working people, which is thought-provoking. The artistic beauty and spiritual connotation of local literature are so colorful. The splendid Xiangxiang ballads in the past are the treasures of folk culture in our city. Let's put aside the defects and present them to the world.
Old ballads are a form of traditional folk literature. Xiangxiang has always been prosperous, and old songs have flourished and spread widely. Some of them were familiar to me when I was a child, and they are still very tasty when I think about them now. Not only is the language popular and beautiful, but it also reflects the scene of the past society and is full of local literature. Here are some familiar examples:
Song Sao: A big chestnut tree with many leaves. My brother thinks I have too many sisters. Brother doesn't scold, sister-in-law doesn't think, it's only three or five years at home. My brother who washed his face in the hall also scolded him, and my sister-in-law who washed her face in the kitchen was too disrespectful. Open my barn to eat my meal, open my mother's box and put on my mother's clothes. ? Sip my brother's meal? Wear your sister-in-law's wedding dress.
Niangzi Song: Hong Niao Search, Jump and Fly? Mother and daughter are lonely and sad. The former mother killed the chicken and left the chicken leg, and the stepmother killed the chicken and left the chicken intestines. Chicken intestines hung on the locust tree and cried with it.
Marriage song: the sky is flat, the ground is flat, and only my parents are unfair. When a sister gets married, the box is full of gold; When the second sister got married, the box was full of silver; Third sister married, rotten suitcase. A sister came back and came back in a sedan chair; Second sister came back, riding back; Third sister, go back to the road. Walk a mile, cry a mile, pull up your skirt and wipe your tears.
Washing Artemisia: Sister Qing washed Artemisia in the river and washed Artemisia all over the river. Don't eat chrysanthemum water in the river, and don't drink chrysanthemum water in the river. Chrysanthemum water, chrysanthemum water, not acacia but tuberculosis.
Strike while the iron is hot: Zhang strike while the iron is hot, Li strike while the iron is hot, Sister Zhang, leave me to rest. I'm not resting. I'm going home while the iron is hot. ...
The contents of these ballads are very rich, some reflect the sadness of women and social inequality in the old society, and some reflect the love life of working people, which is thought-provoking. The artistic beauty and spiritual connotation of local literature are so colorful. The splendid Xiangxiang ballads in the past are the treasures of folk culture in our city. Let's put aside the defects and present them to the world.