Zhang Zixin: Craftsman

Chengdu Shengxi Primary School Grade 5 Zhang Zixin

Instructor Ma Gaoli

Snow, dancing in the sky. The wind was cold, and snowflakes fell overwhelmingly. A cold alley, one or two people walk by from time to time, everything is gray. A warm orange appeared in the distance, and a figure carrying a burden became more and more clear – it turned out to be a sugar man master.

“Let’s be a sugar man!” The craftsman is a person who is looking forward to the revival of Chinese culture. One is the hand that is placed on the eye; the other is the tiptoe. Hundreds of years of persistence and hundreds of years of inheritance evoke this long-cherished childhood memory.

The craftsman used his hands full of fine lines, like an old dry twig, to squeeze out a delicate candy man. But those hands were so old, so weather-beaten—a bright red scar was printed on the hands, which was extremely dazzling. “I got burnt while blowing Sugar Man,” he said lightly when he saw me looking at his hand. He has been a sugar man for more than 30 years, and he followed his father around the streets as a child. “Let’s be a sugar man!” A clear voice like a silver bell sounded, which always lingered in his ears, accompanied him as he grew up, supported him through difficult times, and never gave up the craft of sugar man.

“You can’t lose this craft, it’s an inheritance from our ancestors!” The craftsman, a wrinkled man, was blowing sugar. One is the traces of the weather on the man’s face, he smiles, the wrinkles disappear, like a blooming cornflower; the other is the filaments pulled by the sugar man, white with a few traces of pale yellow The syrup, those wrinkled hands, one rub, one lift, one flick, and the blowpipe is ready. Blow and pinch again, a sugar man is ready, mixed with the white snow, as if flying in the snow, turning into a bright silver light. Taking a bite, there is a hint of fragrance in the sweetness. In this way, with the wisps of candy, one by one “birds and beasts” appeared crystal clear and lifelike from under the hands, and the wrinkled face smiled.

The so-called “artisan” picks up love in the wind and rain, never gives up in the face of difficulties and hardships, and guards a dream and an inheritance.

【If you have news clues, welcome to report to us, and you will be paid for once adopted. Newsletter WeChat Follow: ihxdsb, Newsletter QQ: 3386405712]