A bowl of clear soup buckwheat noodles, also known as a bowl of Yangchun noodles, comes from Japanese writer Li Liangping and tells a small but true story of human warmth.
On New Year's Eve, a mother came to the noodle restaurant with her two sons and only ordered a bowl of buckwheat noodles, which was embarrassing, embarrassing and embarrassing. But I am not afraid to lift my head in front of my son, not afraid of the ridicule of the owner of the face-to-face shop, but brave.
As it turns out, the noodle shop owner knew that his mother was scrimping and saving, just to pay off her dead husband's debt. She didn't laugh, but quietly put half a pile of noodles. In order to avoid mother's embarrassment, the boss didn't send them three bowls of buckwheat noodles directly, but just put half a pile of noodles.
Perhaps it is this thoughtfulness that gives the noodle restaurant a human touch. When you are poor, giving you a bite of warm noodles is more dignified and decent than giving money directly. ?
Later, the noodle restaurant reserved the same place for their family of three every year. The story spread, some people were moved, some people came, and some people wanted to see a family. The noodle restaurant is getting better and better, and its reputation is growing.
A bowl of buckwheat noodles gave a mother the courage to persist and ignited the hope of the two children. A bowl of noodles not only fills a family of three, but also warms a debt-ridden family. So that on New Year's Eve 14 years later, the family returned to the noodle restaurant and ate a bowl of buckwheat noodles.
A bowl of extremely ordinary noodles, a broken and poor home after World War II, and an ordinary noodle restaurant have an ordinary and unusual story.
The extraordinary qualities of ordinary people
In the face of the debt left by her husband, a woman is not evasive or timid. But choose to face it, scrimp and save, work hard and be the pillar of children. This is courage and courage.
Two sons, sensible and strong, know how to help their mother share the work and cook to earn money. They are not mentally poor because of material lack, they have not given up their studies, and they have not produced other mental shadows and burdens because of poverty.
The younger son's composition was chosen as the representative of Hokkaido. The name of the composition is "A Bowl of Clear Soup and Buckwheat Noodles", and it is written that my father died in a traffic accident, leaving a lot of debts. His mother works hard every day and delivers the morning and evening papers by herself. On New Year's Eve, the three of them only ordered a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles. The hospitality of noodle shop owners is like saying "Come on, don't bow your head, I wish you happiness".
The eldest son feels a little embarrassed even when talking to his parents, but the younger brother can really write about the embarrassing life of poverty, so that he will not forget the courage of a mother to order a bowl of clear soup and soba noodles from the noodle shop owner in front of his son.
The true feelings behind plain language
In the whole story, the author did not use any gorgeous and beautiful language, and was unpretentious, but he could express the truth, goodness and beauty of the story incisively and vividly.
The structure is like running water, and it is unconstrained. It is precisely because of the structure that is not bound by the structure that a story of natural development, according to the truth, can really impress readers from the bottom of my heart.
The details are vivid and the picture is vivid. Among them, three pictures moved me very much: the first one, when my mother and two sons went to the noodle restaurant to order food three years ago, they were very timid and embarrassed; In the second picture, the proprietress wanted to give them three bowls of noodles, but the boss refused. The reason is that she was afraid of their embarrassment and described the boss's thoughtfulness and kindness. In the third picture, fourteen years later, the noodle restaurant still retains the place where their family once sat. This is a simple love and warm heart from a stranger.
Probably, sometimes, the more plain life is, the simpler the essence is.
Having a love warms a heart.
I have watched a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles several times, and I am moved by the truth, goodness and beauty of people every time. It is not easy to be cared for and cared for by strangers.
I have formed the habit of brisk walking since I was a child, thinking that this habit will make me vigorous and my self-confidence will rise several levels.
In the past, I walked in high heels for a long time, and the heels were worn out long ago, but I still kept the same speed painfully. On the subway, a gray-haired aunt reminded me that her heel was worn out and she was willing to give up her position to me. At that moment, I obviously felt something touched my heart. Is it kindness? Is it warm? Or the beauty of human nature
Later, I slowly learned to slow down my walking speed, and I also learned that self-confidence is not determined by walking speed, but by inner firmness and calmness.
Later, when I see someone about the same age as that aunt, I will subconsciously think of that kind and beautiful aunt. I used to see others wearing high heels, and I always looked at whether the heels were worn out.
Later, every time I saw someone give up his seat, I naturally remembered the warmth of a bowl of soba noodles, which made a seat warm my heart. Nine times out of ten, life is not satisfactory, so you should love more and warm your heart. Even a small thing can sweep away the cold corner of your heart.