Unconsciously, the bamboo basket on Chu Jiaqiang's waist was full, so he rested with the little squirrel.

"Hey, you're finally tired?" Zhou Furong said. Visually inspecting this guy's movements, it is really inferior, so I can't help but open my mouth to hit it at this time.

"Mine is already full, of course we have to rest." Chu Jiaqiang said with a smile.

Zhou Furong, who was just happy, suddenly couldn't be happy, he was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, he was speechless, and he was not interesting to talk about himself this time. The others also twitched the corners of their mouths, and they all chose to be silent. Compared to that guy, it's just a blow to self-confidence.

"Little squirrel, come over here and help pick it." Ye Caiping said to the little squirrel standing on Chu Jiaqiang's shoulder.

The little squirrel looked at Ye Caiping, then at Chu Jiaqiang, and saw that Chu Jiaqiang had no objections, so he jumped over.

Everyone was happily picking tea, at this time, Zhou Furong cleared his throat on a whim, and opened his mouth to sing: "Where is the rain falling on the zenith, where is the rain, where is the thunder, the thunder, the river, the bottom, the water, the fish, this mess, the ......."

Chu Jiaqiang and the others were stunned for a while, and Chen Wu scolded in a low voice: "What kind of nerves do you kid have?" Sick throat?"

"Uh, haven't you heard of it?" Zhou Furong was surprised.

Mrs. Wan and the others immediately laughed and said, "It should be a tea picking song?" I didn't expect anyone to be able to sing, especially you young people, it's not easy."

Of course, they knew the two sentences that Zhou Furong sang, although they sang them very out of tune.

According to legend, the original author of this song was Lei Guanghua, a singing and dancing master in the Tang Dynasty palace, who offended Emperor Ming of Tang because of something and absconded to Jiang. Xi, Fu. In the mountainous area of Jianjia, he lived incognito and made a living by growing tea. In the common life with the local residents, he integrated his singing and dancing talents with tea picking movements, so he created "tea picking songs" and began to integrate them into the life of tea farmers.

There are not only tea picking songs. There are even tea-picking dances in some places

"Tea picking songs? Mountain songs?" Chu Jiaqiang was stunned. They don't have this kind of song in Chujiazhai, but the villagers like mountain songs very much, that is, the kind sung by Liu Sanjie. In the village, many of them are fans of Liu Sanjie, and they will hum a few words from time to time.

Chu Jiaqiang remembered that Liu Sanjie's mountain song was also sung in the tea field. Therefore, this tea-picking song is regarded as a mountain song.

"Tea picking songs are different from mountain songs. But it should also belong to a kind of mountain song," Hong Lao said with a smile.

Mountain songs are one of the basic genres of Chinese folk songs. It is a folk song with a free rhythm and a long melody that is sung by people in highland, mountainous and hilly areas for masturbation and self-entertainment during walking, chopping wood, grazing, mowing grass or folk songs.

Another view is that, in terms of genre characteristics, the pastoral songs, praise songs, and banquet songs sung by herdsmen on the grasslands, the fishing songs and boat songs sung by fishermen on rivers, lakes, and seas, and the 'weeping wedding songs' sung at wedding ceremonies in some places in the south should also be classified as mountain songs.

Because they also have the basic characteristics of singing in individual labor, singing freely, and entertaining and masturbating. Generally speaking. This concept of mountain songs in a broad sense is more helpful to our understanding of the artistic characteristics of the mountain song genre.

"Speaking of mountain songs, your southern ones are the essence, especially Hakka mountain songs, which many people like." Professor Wen said with a smile.

He introduced to everyone: "Hakka folk songs are formed and developed with the formation of the Hakka people, and are the products of the integration of the Central Plains immigrant culture and the local indigenous culture, as well as the influence of the surrounding culture."

Then he said to everyone. Hakka folk songs are mountain songs sung in the Hakka dialect, which are produced among the Hakka working people, when people chop firewood, pick wood, cut wood and release rows, shovel pine oil, carry burdens and work in the fields, or to find companions, in order to drive away wild beasts and robbers; or to quease fatigue with songs: or to complain about grudges; or venting anger; or the love of men and women, etc., are expressed in the form of mountain songs.

"That's right, 'the singing is half fake, and the mountain songs are true' with its colorful content. It is a mirror of the life of the Hakka people. Hong Lao continued. He is an antique player and has a deep understanding of local customs and various folk arts.

Among them, love songs are the most numerous and distinctive. As the mountain song sings: "Since ancient times, the mountain has sung the romance". "Mountain songs don't sing, they don't sing romances." Such as admiration, temptation, pursuit, first love, passionate love, rejection of love, farewell, lovesickness, broken love, etc., are all expressed in a large number of different forms of songs.

As Shang Ju sang a mountain song: "Snoring on the high ridge ridge, the little sister eats Yan Day; When the younger sister heard the sound of the curse, she threw the chopsticks at the bowl and threw them away. It shows the innocent and lively image of the little sister who heard her brother singing a mountain song and had no intention of eating.

"It inherits the traditional style in the Book of Songs, is greatly influenced by Tang poetry and bamboo branches, and at the same time absorbs the excellent elements of folk songs from all over the south, which has been widely circulated and sung for thousands of years." An old expert also interjected.

"The history is so long, so who can sing? Sing a few words to listen. Li Quan immediately coaxed.

"Who wouldn't hum that thing?" Chu Jiaqiang said very speechlessly.

"Then you sing a song and listen to it" Chen Wu immediately grabbed Chu Jiaqiang's "chicken feet" and didn't let go, and the others immediately echoed it.

Only then did Chu Jiaqiang react, and he said something that he shouldn't have said, which made him angry.

"Hehe, Jiaqiang, then let them see and understand," Wan Lao also joked. It's rare to embarrass this guy, and he also took the opportunity to say a few words and join in the fun.

"Uh, that's not good, I remember a lot of that stuff is a duet, do you want me to sing a one-man show?" Chu Jiaqiang looked for an opportunity to excuse himself.

"Isn't that easy? Let your wife keep up, just right," said Bian Shang immediately.

Ye Caiping's face flushed, and then she glared at Chu Jiaqiang fiercely, and secretly said that you guy has nothing to do, so you dragged me into the water.

Chu Jiaqiang's face suddenly became bitter, and he had to offend people again.

"Forget it, I'll sing it alone" Chu Jiaqiang immediately changed his words. If the lady is unhappy, she may not have a chance to roll out of bed tonight.

After speaking, the entire tea mountain was terrifyingly silent, and they pricked up their ears one by one to sound.

Chu Jiaqiang looked at everyone's posture, and it seemed that he couldn't sing this time. Liu Sanjie heard a lot of songs when she was a child, and there is only one that I can remember, which is very simple, but it is very interesting, so I wrote it down at the beginning.

"What water fights, what water rises tall buildings; What water surface holds a parasol, what water surface is white. What results are hugging the mother's neck, and what results are a heart; What results hold a comb, what results drape fish scales. What has a mouth and does not speak, and what has no mouth to make a fuss; What has feet and does not walk, and what walks without feet. ”

After singing, a round of applause came, and everyone applauded. (To be continued)

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