According to legend, people are likely to lose a lot of weight due to poor appetite in summer, so it is popular to weigh themselves in early autumn and treat themselves with meat, nicknamed "Iron Ball Turn". I don't know how many places still maintain this ancient style, but at the moment when "three highs" are prevalent and slimming is prevalent, "fat" is probably something that trendy men and women can't avoid, not to mention actively "sticking fat". In the past, people thought that beginning of autumn could avoid dysentery in winter and spring by eating melons, steaming eggplant and drinking Elsholtzia soup. This is called gnawing autumn or biting autumn. I remember, a friend in the north once told me that the scene of her hometown gnawing autumn with golden corn cob was the key picture of her homesickness, and this gnawing autumn was a bumper harvest, joyful, heavy, real, lovely, interesting and unforgettable. My grandmother once told me that I had an aunt who died in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression. Because she was born in autumn, she cherished her maiden name. Yes, my grandparents have read many poems. I don't know that the beautiful autumn scenery is not better than the spring scenery, but more worthy of pity.
There is a drama based on Pingyao Rishengchang Bank, which reflects the ups and downs of Shanxi merchants. Its title is obviously rich in the connotation and moral of beginning of autumn. The first is the concept of time, which is the turning point of natural climate from hot to cold. Secondly, it is related to the rise and fall of history, which means that Shanxi merchants turned from prosperity to decline.
Fall; Thirdly, beginning of autumn is the day of ancestor worship in Shanxi, so the drama completes the historical dialogue between ancestors and descendants, tradition and modernity, which is heavy, atmospheric and intriguing. The famous musician used his singing voice to tell everyone that he felt the taste of beginning of autumn like this:
You sit in a chair and look at the light outside the window.
You reach out and touch the hope written on paper,
When you say flowering, it falls like a window.
But windows open and close like love.
You are holding a flower, waiting for someone to take you wandering. ...