“弹棉花啰!”每年的春分时节,这熟悉的吆喝声都会在村口响起。村里的的孩子、妇女、老人们从各自的屋子里跑出来,来到村口的空地上。有的带着旧棉絮,有的带着新棉花,赶着给自家弹上一两床新被子……棉花匠不慌不忙地从竹筐里取出一个小板凳放在地上,然后把随身带的一床大席子平整地铺在地上,再把一个像弓箭一样的弹棉花工具取出来。一切准备工作就绪,他就开始弹棉花了。 “Spring Cotton Hello!” Every year’s vernal equinox season, this familiar sirens will ring in the mouth of the village. Children, women and old people in the village ran out of their houses and came to the open spaces in the village entrance. Some with old cotton wool, and some with new cotton, and hurled their home one or two new quilt ... cotton gardener unhurriedly removed from the bamboo basket a small bench on the ground, and then carry A large mats flat on the ground, then a bow and arrow like the cotton tool out. When everything was ready, he started playing cotton.