As early as the Zhou Dynasty, the first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar was the wax sacrifice day, and grand sacrificial activities were held on this day. "Book of Rites. Monthly Order" describes the situation of the wax sacrifice in the Zhou Dynasty: prey was used as a sacrifice, and the emperor made sacrifices on the altar.
The gods of the sun, moon and stars worshiped the ancestors of the five generations in the gate, comforted the farmers, and promulgated a new work and rest system. "The Book of Songs. Binfeng. July" once mentioned that "in the seventh month, fire flows, and in the ninth month, clothes are given", which means
It is said that it starts to get colder starting from September. People should buy clothes to keep out the cold, so the first day of October is also commonly known as the Clothing Festival. Therefore, in previous generations, the Clothing Festival was usually held in the ninth month of the lunar calendar, and the date is uncertain.
In the Tang Dynasty, it was extended to the people, who began to make clothes on this day to honor their parents or worship their ancestors.
In the Song Dynasty, people in the Song Dynasty thought that September was not completely cold yet and it was a little too early. So this custom was moved to the first day of October in the Song Dynasty, and was passed down from generation to generation until today.
Of course, there is also a rumor that Meng Jiangnv’s husband was conscripted to build the Great Wall, and when winter came, the weather turned cold. Meng Jiangnv took the clothes thousands of miles to deliver winter clothes, but when she delivered them, her husband was already exhausted. Meng Jiangnv’s heart
Sad and crying at the Great Wall, God was moved and the Great Wall collapsed, revealing his husband's body.
Meng Jiangnu put clothes on for her husband so that he could keep out the cold underneath. Later generations called this day the "Cold Clothes Festival".
Of course, this is just one of many legends. There are many stories, and each place has its own story, but this is not important. What is important is that this day is a festival where filial piety comes first, and what is promoted is the culture of filial piety.
Cold Clothes Festival, commonly known as "October 1st", is also called "La Ming Yin Festival", "Shaoyi Festival", etc. Although Cold Clothes Festival and the other three festivals are also called the four major ghost festivals, Cold Clothes Festival is different from other festivals.
, this day is a festival for joint burials, relocation of graves, burning paper and other memorial festivals. During the Cold Clothes Festival, people burn cold clothes for the dead. Women take out the prepared cotton clothes on this day and let their families try them on; men
On this day, organize the stove, clean the stove and chimney, and ensure that there is something to keep warm after the cold weather.
However, with the development of the times, traditional festivals have gradually begun to be ignored, and many people have forgotten the existence of the Winter Clothes Festival..."
Speaking of this, Fang Zheng also sighed with some sighs. He has never understood that Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and traditional virtues such as benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust are all embedded in these traditional festivals and customs. This is a great good thing. But why now,
On the contrary, it has been increasingly downplayed by the world? Is it really just for the purpose of opposing feudal superstition and promoting scientific culture? So why can Halloween in foreign countries be openly celebrated as a holiday? This makes no sense at all!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng thought of the Spring Festival. Fang Zheng remembered that he once went to the city with his master to celebrate the Spring Festival. As a result, there were no firecrackers in the city, and there were no children playing around. Many people even stopped staying up late and didn't
It’s New Year’s Eve dinner. The feeling is not much different from usual... In fact, because many people leave the city and return to the countryside to celebrate the festival, the huge city is empty, with almost no people on the streets, and a residential area with many high-rise buildings and bright lights.
There were only a few lights on. It felt like... Fang Zheng thought about it now, that was the real Ghost Festival!
As a result, until now, Fang Zheng has a deep sense of repulsion towards cities. He doesn't like cities that lack the flavor of the year and humanity. Because that feeling will only make him feel that winter is colder! On the contrary, the countryside is even colder.
It’s lively, with family members from every family visiting each other, children lighting lanterns, fireworks on the ground... full of New Year flavor.
Of course, with the exodus of young people in the past two years, the countryside has begun to decline. Fortunately, because of the Yizhi Temple, Yizhi Village has regained its popularity and started to become lively again.
Unknowingly, Fang Zheng's thoughts went astray, and it was not until Hong Boy called him that he came back to his senses.
"Uh, Jing Xin, what did you just say?" Fang Zheng asked.
Honghaier said helplessly: "Master, what were you thinking about just now? I want to ask you, how are you celebrating the Winter Clothes Festival?"
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is also a day to worship the ancestors. The main reason is that the weather is cold, so we can burn some clothes for the ancestors so that they can have a warm winter."
"Master, I have a problem!" the squirrel raised his paw and shouted.
Red Boy glanced at the squirrel, chuckled and said, "Do you want to ask if there is anything delicious during the Winter Clothes Festival?"
When the squirrel heard this, he opened his mouth and touched his belly...
Xianyu said impatiently: "What questions do you have, why don't you ask?"
As a result, the squirrel spread its paws and said, "Well, Junior Brother Jingxin asked for me."
Salted Fish: "..."
Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly. This little thing really only thinks about eating! But Fang Zheng thought about it, and it seemed like there was something really good about the Winter Clothes Festival! Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Yes, but today is not the Winter Clothes Festival. Tomorrow
Get up early!"
Hearing that there was delicious food, the squirrel jumped up excitedly, and several other little guys also became interested.
Fang Zheng looked at this scene and shook his head slightly. What a bunch of little bastards!
Seeing this, Xianyu curled his lips and said, "Hmph, you are talking about filial piety and paying homage to your ancestors, and it's not just for eating."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he frowned. This kind of thinking cannot be encouraged! So Fang Zheng knocked on the table, and everyone fell silent. Fang Zheng said: "Food is the most important thing for the people. There is nothing wrong with eating. Greed is the original sin."
.As for eating some special things during the festival, that is also very particular, and it is not just to satisfy the appetite."
Xianyu didn't believe it and said, "What do I think? It's just a group of people eating haiselessly just to find an excuse to celebrate?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him. Fang Zheng had actually seen such similar remarks. There was once a professor who was said to be an expert and said that Chinese people like to celebrate festivals, not really for the festival, but purely because they like to find flowers.
Money, reasons to celebrate and have fun! So Chinese people have a special liking for festivals.
When Fang Zheng read this article, his first feeling was that he was looking for bricks and wanted to shoot this grandson to death!
How come China's five thousand years of civilization turned into a foodie culture and a fool's culture when it came to his mouth?
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng said: "There is also a legend in Dafeng, Jiangsu Province. The main idea is: Once upon a time, there was a cowherd boy who was hacked to death by the landlord for fighting against him. His blood dyed the rice scattered on the ground red. Today is the day.
It is the first day of October. From then on, the poor will eat red bean rice on the first day of October to commemorate him. There are also nursery rhymes to prove it: "In the October morning, watch the cow and the baby run home; if you don't want to go, the landlord will give you three plows to carry the load."
A thin knife. "So, is this just for eating?"
Xianyu opened his mouth and said: "It seems... that's what happened, but you are also talking about one place, so it doesn't represent everything, right?"