The grand bazaar of xinjiang is a must-see stop for the cultural tour of xinjiang. It is located in both urban and rural areas of xinjiang. It is the traditional existence of the local people who value commerce, worship commerce and do business, highlighting the prosperity and culture of the ancient silk road. Located in wushi county, the weekend market, not only let me see the southern xinjiang big bazaar customs, but also met a long time ago childhood memories: cobbler.
The memory of the cobbler lingers in my childhood. This thought it had long disappeared (or was eliminated by social development) in the public life, but never thought, will be in more than a decade after the remote ushi again encountered. From the perspective of life, cobbler is a traditional means of livelihood, from the perspective of humanity, it is a traditional old craft.
In the fair the cobblers were gathered together, most of them old. Despite the rising quality of life, frugality is still something that most Chinese cannot forget. Here, we can clearly find that many local people will repair their worn shoes. Remember when I was a child, my mother will take my shoes to mend. The collision between memory and reality makes me feel kind and warm.
Although cobblers earned little, the work was also a means of livelihood for those at the bottom of the social ladder. But for an old man who had been working all his life, the craft provided for his family. A machine for mending shoes, a piece of linoleum spread over the legs, a toolbox filled with thread glue. The years, except in his face carved show the old, everything is the same as before.
See them, can not help but think of “once upon a time slow”, here, time is still slow. Although earn not much, repair a shoe only a dollar or two. But this persistence, a persistence, this kind of slowly disappearing into the years of the old livelihood, also like the traditional craft in awe and admiration. If it had not been for this trip to southern xinjiang, I might have buried this childhood memory in the long river of history. & have spent
Under the sun, old people were mending shoes and cheerfully greeting us, asking us where we came from. They didn’t seem to know much about the outside world, but when I talked to them about the cobblers back home, the old people had a good time. Even though it is far away, it is a good communication.
In the brain, can not help think of an American comedy film “shoemaker’s life”, tells the story of a lonely shoe repairman suddenly got the magic power, repair whose shoes can experience the story of that person’s life. But in the real world, each pair of shoes in the shoemaker’s hand is the life mark of different people.
Although in the market of usch, cobblers are more concentrated. But there is no denying that this is the era of the old artists will disappear. As times have changed, the peddlers, shavers, tinkerers and kitchen knives of the last century have either faded into the past or become increasingly difficult. Only old people can learn these skills now. & have spent
Their shoe-mending tools and methods are so traditional that they seem out of place in this new world of rapid technological change. And now can remember them, also know that there is such a craft, perhaps only the years and history of the most sincere. They are meticulously repairing all kinds of shoes that can be repaired, whether shorty polish, glue, or nail, repair, just like the craftsman, so that the classic.