As a habit of mosaic into the subconscious, or it is also possible because the distant people are often particularly appreciating impressions from childhood; So every time I return, I often watch your eyes looking for the figure of the rice in the village. Although the remote only saw the trees, it was enough to be strange enough. Under the rice root is the village gate around the year never closed ..
. 0: 00/6: 16 South of Phu Dien village of Trieu Loc commune (Hau Loc). From at 5 and 6 years of age, according to the children in the village Sun and dunge to play enough game under the rice tree, I saw that gate never closed. Because it does with wings and closure
But listening to the grandparents to tell, when he was in the gate, people also installed the door. But then gradually, seeing the opening of the inconvenience to go early at night of the villagers, so the door was defeated so that no one remembered. The gate does not take anything big and nor is it illegal, lying the only way to lead into the village, the two sides are rice fields. In front of the gate with a rice tree, listen to be grown since the time of the tools, so the village now there are no people compared to it. Older rice plants, rough, rough, peeling still tried to cling to the body. The foliage extends to cover the fields and cover the old old gate at its feet. In the summer, rice flowers bloomed in the sky. Looking out of the rice tree is no different from the torch that is burning. Under the harsh sunshine, after half a day selling face on the field, the ordinary people gathered in front of the village gate, under the rare shade of rice plants To take a break. After a few pale tea, they offered a common story, like cheeks, and shallow fields, changing public transplants
Bored of turning to the village on the lower neighborhood, then MA VEHICLE, HAPPY, giving birth to a baby ... But perhaps the most fun and bustling is when the village opened the association days after Tet, the village gate was constantly over. Then when the delegation is long, the lines, blanks, gongs, palanquin ... Being through the gate of the village as a way to remind people about the existence of the gods who are protecting and protecting the village; then, the gloomy look of the village gate was replaced by the brilliance and bustling. The gate of the village village, was lied without knowing how many people were associated with village and downs. Witness knowing a lot of tears, tears met; Feeling the steps of going out in a hurry, hesitated and weighed and had the tired steps and tired and got back after a long journey with happiness, suffering, obtained, there was lost ; Has smoked all the sounds of obstacles from the swollen play of the children and the rabies thirsty thirsts under the original rice ... the village gate could be like a vivid, realistic, vivid, While quietly, vague about village life. Its existence is like a separation between two worlds in the village - in addition to the village. Leave it, hidden behind the village gate is the village space - cultural space - space spaces with magic power capable of wrapping, raising and holding part of the souls born from the village. The village is like a "unique product" of Vietnamese history and society. This unique feature is made up of aspects, from the way of doing business, customs and beliefs, festivals, to binding relationships in the community ... in addition, a contributing factor The part of the Vietnamese village identity is the existence of cultural institutions as a confirmation of the history and position of the village. The village gate, the real period if placed in the comparison of some other cultural institutions of the village such as Dinh, Temple, Pagoda, Mieu, Van only, Vo just ... cannot have the majesty, sophistication or calculation Sacred. However, it seems that the existence of the village gate in the village community life has always had a very special position, even though it is difficult to call the name but the mosaic is very deep into the villagers' minds. Leave it, when fatigue pillows on the road, each step through the village gate, suddenly looking for the part of the "soul" section has fallen somewhere between the lives of life. The old village is like one Icon about village independence. Perhaps so when I learned about Viet Nam, P. Pasquier - a Western scholar made a comment: "The village always looks like a green island, with curtains to hide the roofs With palm leaves or curved roofs. It is necessary to know how to get the village in these branches ... the inner noises dissolve when stumbling on the bamboo shore. Nothing stirred the dry quietness of the field. A small walkway follows the winding turns of a field to bring us near the fence. It is necessary to guess the open door as a village gate. This port with bamboo, usually it forms a thread gate, erected at night. A small soup hut is sometimes raised on the gate, which are the weeks ". It is one of the few meager notes, has sketched the image of the old village gate. It seems, the freedom, the peaceful look of the village only gets up around it a real "wall wall". That "wall wall" can be dense and dense bamboo accumulators covering the village as a "green oasis" look . Dịch vụ:
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