There Are Festivals Every Month

One year old, half of Sioux City; three families of fireworks, a lifetime of ups and downs. From Yongle to Xuande years, Gusu's water and soil were warm and moist, and the seasons were distinct. Inside and outside Changmen, the three tribes of Hua, Xia and Zhong took root here. They were farmers and readers, merchants and gentlemen. These three types of characters weaved the secular scrolls of Jiangnan. The twenty-four sections are used as the preface, and the scenery of the four seasons is used as the note. The firecrackers on the Yuan Day begin, the lights on the Lantern Festival draw people together, the dragon boats on the Xujiang River come alive, the cold moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival dies, and the cold night of the Winter Solstice calms the mind. The rotation of festivals and customs throughout the year is not only a vivid depiction of Sioux City's folk customs, but also a fateful cycle that no one can escape. The Hua family keeps poetry and books and seeks their true heart amidst the illusion of fame and fame; the Xia family pursues wealth and gain, and realizes goodness in the ups and downs of the business world; the Zhong family hides elegance and keeps their integrity in the ups and downs of their family status. Seventy-two living people are struggling among ethics and true intentions, fame and fortune and friendship, grievances and reconciliation. A childhood engagement cannot withstand the trials and tribulations of the world, and a loving lover cannot escape the separation of life and death; a vain girl washes away her beauty, and a troubled scholar breaks through and grows up; a friend in need runs in both directions, and a lost person finally returns home. Three marriages, three levels of human love: the shackles of etiquette and law, the mutual protection of close friends, and the symbiosis of redemption, describe the joys and sorrows of ancient marriage and love. Old debts are hidden in old papers, and conspiracies are hidden in the mortal world. Family disputes spanned decades, and grievances, love, and hatred lasted for a long time. The foreshadowing of the gray lines of grass and snakes hides the subtleties of human nature; the tranquil words of flowing water imply the impermanence of worldly affairs. Don't seek a vigorous legend, just paint the world with long fireworks. When the old age comes to an end, the dust of the old friends has settled, but the flowing water and lights in Sioux City remain as usual. There are all kinds of ups and downs in the world, but in the end, there is one sentence: when you are happy every year, the heaven and earth are stable; the world is interesting, and the most beautiful thing is happiness.