The full text of Zhu Ziqing's Trace

Zhu Ziqing's prose "Trace", namely "Trace of Wenzhou", is divided into four parts, and the full text is as follows:

First, "the moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the curtain is red with begonia."

This is a small banner more than a foot wide, which was painted by Ma Mengrongjun. In the upper left corner, a roll of green curtain is oblique, sparse and long; When the paper is one-third straight and two-thirds horizontal. In the center of the curtain, there is a yellow hook similar to the teapot mouth-is it a so-called soft gold hook? The ears are "hooked" and stone blue *; The silk thread is a little messy, if it is slightly dragged in the breeze. There is a full moon on the right side of the paper, and a faint green light is sprinkled all over the paper; The purity, softness and tranquility of the moon are like the face of a sleeping beauty. Extending diagonally to the right from the upper end of the curtain is a tangled begonia flower. The flowers and leaves are scattered and scattered up and down, with five clusters of * * *; Whether it's loose or dense, it's exquisite. Leaves are light green *, as if they can pinch water; Hidden in the moonlight, there is a slight difference between shallow and deep. Flowers are in full bloom, red and flowing; Yellow stamens are bright and shiny. I feel particularly charming against the bushes. The branches move obliquely, like a girl's arm. There is a pair of black starlings resting on the branches, carrying moonlight and facing the curtains. One is resting high, his eyes are half open and half closed, as if he still has nostalgia before falling asleep. The lower one turned away and slept with his neck constricted. The curtain is empty, without any trace.

Imagine, in the full moon hazy night, Haitang is so charming and moist; Why do all the good birds on the branches live on both sides and dream separately? In this dead of night, why does a myna who lives on a high place refuse to sleep? What the hell is he waiting for? Reluctant to part with the faint moon? Reluctant to shed the curtains? No, no, no, you have to look under the curtain, you have to look inside the curtain-it's time for you to find the shutter man. His charm is like this! Is the hazy moon lonely? Is it a lonely bird? However, how can I bear it?

I spell a long-awaited phone call; Can you come out?

The layout of this page is so economical, the colors are so flexible, and the excitement is moving. Although it is only a small area, it is full of emotion and more than enough. I saw this painting. Qu said in surprise: I can't help feeling nostalgic. Therefore, I will write down my feelings in detail to mark this karma. But my paintings are amateur in China and the West, and my words are inevitably laughed at by experts. -that also had to by him.

1 924 February1,Wenzhou.

Second, "green"

I went to Xianyan for the second time and marveled at the green of plum rain pool.

Plum rain pool is a waterfall pool. There are three waterfalls in Xianyan, and Meiyu Waterfall is the lowest. When I walked to the side of the mountain, I heard the sound of rushing; Looking up, a piece of shiny white water appeared in front of me with two wet black edges. Let's go to Meiyu Pavilion first. Meiyu Pavilion faces the waterfall; Sitting on the edge of the pavilion, you can see all this without looking up. Deep under the pavilion is the Meiyu Pool. The pavilion stands in a prominent corner of the rock, and it is empty from top to bottom; Like an eagle spreading its wings and flying in the sky. There are mountains on three sides, like a half ring; People are at the bottom of the well. This is a thin and cloudy weather in autumn. Slight clouds flow over our heads; There is a little oil on the rock surface and grass, and it is green because of humidity. And the waterfall seems to be particularly loud. The waterfall rushed down from above, as if it had been torn into strands; It is no longer a neat and smooth cloth. There are many edges and corners on the rock; When the waterfall flows, it makes a sharp crash and splashes like flying flowers and broken jade. Splash of water. Shiny; From a distance, it looks like a small white plum. It rained continuously. It is said that this is the reason why Meiyu Pool got its name. But I think it is more accurate to be like Huayang. The breeze rises, and it drifts a little with the wind, which is more beautiful. -at this time, a few spots were accidentally sent into our warm arms, and then we suddenly got in and couldn't find them anymore.

The sparkling green of Meiyu pool attracts us; We started chasing her clutch light. Grasping the grass, climbing the rocks, leaning down carefully and bowing on a stone dome door, we reached the edge of the swimming pool. Waterfalls are between sleeves; But there is no waterfall in my heart. My heart swings with the green of the pool. That intoxicating green! It is like a huge lotus leaf, covered with strange green. I want to embrace her with open arms; But what an illusion this is. -standing by the water and looking at that surface actually feels a little far! This paved thick green is really cute. She is loosely wrinkled, like a skirt dragged by a young woman; She gently fiddled with it, like a beating virgin's first love heart; She is smooth and shiny, like "bright oil" and soft as egg white, which reminds people of the softest skin they have ever touched; She doesn't mix some dust with me, just like a wet jasper with a clear color *-but you can't see through her! I have seen green willows sweeping the floor in Shichahai, Beijing, and I can't get rid of the yellow background. It seems too weak. I have seen a tall and dense "green wall" near the Tiger Running Temple in Hangzhou. The endless green grass and leaves seem too thick. As for the others, the waves in West Lake are too bright, and those in Qinhuai River are too dark. Cute, can I compare with you? How to compare? Probably this pool is deep, so it can accommodate such a strange green color; As if the blue sky had melted into it, it was so fresh. That intoxicating green! If I can cut your ribbon, I will give it to the dancer of light; She will be able to float in the wind. If I can fan your eyes, I will give it to the blind girl who is good at singing; She will have a pair of bright eyes. I am reluctant to part with you; How can I give up on you? I patted you and touched you with my hand, like a little girl of twelve or thirteen. I touched your entrance again and kissed her. I'll give you a name, and I'll call you "green daughter" from now on, okay?

The second time I went to Xianyan, I couldn't help but marvel at the green of Meiyu Pool.

Written in Wenzhou on February 8.

Third, Baishui Mine.

Some friends accompanied me to go swimming in Baishui.

This is also a waterfall; But too thin, too thin. Sometimes there will be some white light with a beard; When you look closely, there is nothing-just a piece of flying smoke. There used to be a so-called "fog", which is probably the case. So, this is all because an empty part suddenly appeared in the middle of the rock; When the water gets there, there is no basis. When it flew down, it was thin When that empty place is the most miracle. White light turns into smoke, which is already a shadow, but sometimes even the shadow can't be seen. Sometimes the breeze comes, holding the shadow with your hand, and it curls into a soft arc; But as soon as her hand was released, it slipped backwards like a rubber belt. So I suspect that there may be another pair of unknowable dexterous hands who weave these shadows into a magic net. -the breeze wants to take her away, how can she?

There may be temptations woven in the magic net; My attachment is evidence of my boss.

March 16 Made in Ningbo.

Four, "the price of life-seven hairs"

Life should not have a price; And there is a price! Traffickers, pimps, and even the recent kidnapping bandits all sell their property to others at uneven prices; I think there may be an open market in the future! Among all kinds of "human goods", the highest price is naturally the bandit's boat ticket, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands; It is about the highest price of "human goods" in history. Secondly, prostitutes of pimps, ranging from hundreds to thousands of dollars, are often heard. The meanest thing is the goods of traffickers! They only have boys and girls, just "raw goods" and can't afford to sell them.

Traffickers are only "second buyers", but also give them to "manufacturers", that is, families who sell their children. The price of "manufacturer" is really authentic! There is a record in "Green Light" that three dollars bought a girl; That's transferable, but the price is surprisingly low! "Factory" price is lower! Three hundred dollars, five hundred dollars to buy a child, it is not difficult in times of famine! But I've never seen it. The meanest life I saw with my own eyes was bought for 70 cents! This is a five-year-old girl. A five-year-old "girl" sells 70 cents, which may not be the cheapest; But please look carefully: put a life's freedom and seven small silver dollars on one plate of the balance, and you will find that, just like nine cows and a cow's hair, the weights of the two plates are too far apart!

I met this girl at the landlord's house. I was having dinner with the children at that time; My wife is here, let me see a miracle, a child bought at seventy cents! The child sat upright on the stool; His face is yellow and black *, but he is still rich; Clothes and hats are also clean and tidy. I have seen it several times and found that it is no different from our children. I can't see the symbols of her humble life-for example, the symbols that we can easily see when we look at cheap goods. I went back to the table and looked at A Jiu and Cui. I have always felt that I am no different from that girl! But, after all, I found the truth! Our children are so noble because we have never betrayed them, and that girl is so humble because she has been betrayed; That's why she's only worth 70 cents! Ah, clever truth!

My wife told me that the child had no parents, and her brother and sister-in-law sold her to the man in the silversmith's shop opened by the landlord's uncle, who took her to dinner. He doesn't seem to have a wife, he is embarrassed at hand and likes to drink. He is a lost man! I think if the child's parents are still alive or reluctant to sell her, they should at least sell her in a few years; Because she is a poor little lamb after all. In the hands of elder sister-in-law, the situation is different! It is obvious that the family is always not well-off, so is eating with an extra mouth and spending more money on clothes. In the future, it will be difficult for the National People's Congress to be sold by me. It may have to be patched up before it can be sent out. How unfair this is! It is better to take advantage of a little, who also don't pay attention to, make personal feelings, send clean! You see, Wenzhou is not a very poor place, and it has not met a famine year. Why are you willing to give your little sister away when you get 70 cents? Said to wait for the money? Don't trust anyone! Seventy cents is not urgent! Wenzhou is not bought by no one! About the mutual understanding between buyers and sellers; There happened to be a stubborn child over there, and he was happy to get rid of it here, so he vaguely sold half of it. I guess that man touched his bag and took out all the money, only seven hands of money! My brother didn't expect the money to be useful, so he accepted it generously. So the money and goods were paid, and the girl was taken care of by the man!

The future of this transaction is naturally in the hands of fate; My daughter's real name is "touch", so she should touch! But obviously, fate will never be good for her! The play in the first act inspired us! According to his wife, that guy won't have the patience to bring her up! He will be like a pig. When he grows quite fat, he will sell it to a butcher and let him kill it. During this period, he made a fortune, naturally! But who is the butcher? When she sells as a girl, she is the master! The "kind" owner just slaughtered her considerable labor, just like raising a sheep and shearing its hair. When she is old, she will be matched with others. In this way, although she was trapped in the girl's blank, she was still every cloud has a silver lining. But in this world of money, few people are so generous; Nine times out of ten, the people we have seen are despicable people! If she sells to such people, they will squeeze her out of the surplus labor. When the demand is in short supply, the curse is coming and the taxi is coming! When she is mature and healthy, she will be sold to others as a concubine; Usually we don't squeeze enough. Here's another tail! It is not good to have this child; Getting started can't please her husband, and it is obviously easy to be abused by big women! Her life will be spent in tears! There are also some masters who accept their own maids as concubines; But beauty and white hair only ruined her life! Compared with the previous example, it is only 50 steps and 100 steps. What's more dangerous is that if she is sold to a brothel by that guy, the procuress is really a thrilling butcher! We can think about how she forced her to learn to play the piano and sing, and how she forced her to do rough work! How to hit her with rattan tendons? Needle her! How to blame her for forcing a smile! How can she eat leftovers! How to fight without sleeping! How did you end up with a poisonous sore! Her appearance makes her an inferior prostitute; Her depravity is a lifetime! Her tragedy is also lifelong! -alas! Seventy cents bought your life-your flesh and blood is not worth seven small silver dollars! Life is so cheap! Life is so cheap!

Therefore, it is really chilling to think about the fate of your children! One day, the life market in the money world will pose a threat to our children! This is an insult to our children! You have children. Think about it. Whose crime is this? Whose responsibility is this?

April 9, made in Ningbo

Creative background and works review:

1923 In February, 26-year-old Zhu Ziqing was introduced by Peking University students and took his family to Wenzhou Zhejiang No.10 Middle School as a Chinese teacher. In the winter vacation the following year, he wrote four essays, Moonlight and Birds Singing Hazily, Green, Baishuiwa, and The Cost of Life-70 cents (this book was not collected), which were collected as the Traces of Wenzhou into our July, an irregular literary publication co-edited by him and Yu Pingbo.

The three articles in the book, with charming and warm words, are one of the early representative works of the author. Compared with his landscape paintings after middle age, it is more affectionate and colorful, which is convenient for young readers to imitate. But sometimes the author is too obsessed with details, and the dense images of words seem to exceed the charm of the object itself, which is not enough to wash away and implicate, but this is the characteristic of teenagers' mood.

One of the most famous is green. Meiyu Pool is located in Yandang Mountain in Rui 'an, and readers of Green always visit it. There is a "self-clearing pavilion" next to the pool, and the stone tablet is engraved with the full text of "Qing". "Green" describes the tender discovery, attachment and praise of young poets to the natural landscape, and conveys this warm gaze to countless readers, who can also stare at nature and life with this gaze from now on.

"Moonlight Birds Whispering Hazily" describes a friend's flower-and-bird painting, a begonia flower in the moonlight and a myna living there, as if waiting for the shutter. In the interpretation of this painting, the author endowed it with soft feelings. These two articles reveal the author's cordial concern, such as "that intoxicating green!" If I can cut you into a belt, I will give it to the dancer; She will be able to float in the wind. If I can take you as an eye, I will give it to the blind girl who sings well; She will be able to look at it "; There is heartfelt communication, such as "good boy, what can I compare with you?" "How to compare?" "I'm making a long-awaited phone call; Can you come out? ..... nostalgia, can't help it "; What attracts people's attention is the beauty of association, the intoxicating green is like a lotus leaf, and the drizzle-like splash is like a glittering and translucent Bai Mei.

In Baishuiwa, the waterfall is written as a veil of smoke, fog and falling, with shadows in both hands and a magic net, which has classical poetry.