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Mother's prayer lamp

Time: 2015-05-05 Source: Reprinted Edit: Days Read: Times

The first festival after the Spring Festival is the Lantern Festival. In addition to the Lantern Festival, every family eats dumplings and looks forward to reunion, and there is a custom of making various lamps. When the night falls, the prayer lamps that yearn for peace, health, and other good wishes will be lit. The mother's prayer lamp is not a paper, radish, or candle, but a noodle lamp steamed with noodles.

On the fifteenth day of the first month, my mother was particularly busy. When it was not dawn, she got up and went to the village to push and crush. She first crushed two pounds of beans, and then used a fine gong to sieve out flour-like bean flour to prepare for the steaming lamp. After lunch, it started making.

My mother is very particular about making lamps. She makes two kinds of noodles, one is white flour, and the other is white flour mixed with bean flour. When making noodles, first make white noodles, and then add soy noodles. Bean noodles should also be sprinkled with an appropriate amount of salt, which tastes delicious. It is said that the white-faced lamp is used to worship the sky, and the bean-shaped lamp is used to respect the ground. When I was a kid, I really did n’t understand the connection between heaven and earth and my mother's lamp? I was curious to see what happened. No matter what kind of noodles, the mother is very hard, the purpose is not to deform the lamp when the pan is steamed.

The mother made the lamp very carefully. Three white-faced lamps are used for worship in the yard. The other three dragons are also made of white flour, placed in large tanks containing wheat, corn, and dried sweet potatoes. Bean noodle lights are relatively more made. From one pinch in January to twelve in December, one per month. If there is a leap month, make one more. In April of this year, two lights will be made in April, each with four folds. Another thing is that our sister and brother will do one more in the four months of birth. I was in August, the second in February, the third in January, and the fourth in October. My mother remembered everything. Each lamp has a "duckling" yelling, and the villagers call "duckling". Now that I want to come, my mother makes us one more and encourages us to eat one more bean noodle lamp.

After the various lamps are pinched, they are steamed in the pot. It is similar to the method of steaming buns, but when the pan is out, the mother first looks at which lamp has water, and then checks the folds that are pinched up. A few folds are months, indicating that there is more rain this month. Sometimes there are water in four or five lights. My mother smiled and told us that the weather this year will be smooth and rainy. It must be a bumper year, and life will be better in the future. While the heat is still on, the eyes of a few "ducks" must be closed. There are black beans for black beans, and sorghum can be put for them. The royal grass wicks that have been prepared are also inserted into the center of the lamp one by one while the heat is in, and then they are filled with peanut oil along the wick and wait for the night to come.

The night came slowly, and the mother lit all the lights. The lights in the room flickered and shook every corner. She is so devoted, first put the white-faced lamp in the yard to worship the sky, and let us four stand in line and give us a picture of our ears in turn, which can cure all diseases. When we all held our "duck lantern" to find friends to play with, our mother put the dragon into the granary, and the remaining lamps were placed on both sides of all the doors of the house, one on each side. The mother watched back and forth at each point of the light until the last light went out.

The lights went out, but my mother's heart lit up countless hopes!

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