Cen Shuiyou's Prose

In the cup shadow of time, a person, a place name and even a river are called out. If it is not out of love, I have to climb the stope like me, move every ore, try to keep silent, bow my back as much as possible, look from a distance, and try to make life humble, but live with dignity.

I will rest on a huge rock and look up at the clouds in the sky. I am afraid that if I look down, I will see the darkness of the rock and doubt that this transparent world is beyond my capacity. It's also gray.

Giggle, giggle. In the metal order, monosyllabic words tap lightly on my heart, just like waiting for knocking at the door in the dark and long night, but when the door opened, the hazy night suddenly poured in, but I could clearly see the familiar faces.

Gurgling, gurgling, at the foot of the mountain corner of the stope, a pool is as clear as green spring water. The old miners said that this shallow river bend is called Censhui. Singing an eternal song.

Censhui is not water falling from the sky, it comes from Yang Jing.

Censhui, flowing between the lines of Su Dongpo's poems, is refreshing and touching.

Dream back to the Song Dynasty, you have to have a pious heart.

On the surface of the water, there is clearly a half-moon. The bright moon in Zhang Jiuling was born on the sea, not the one before Li Bai's bed, but Su Dongpo's. "I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery for thousands of miles." Reading it makes me think.

From Su Dongpo's Moonlight to the Song Dynasty, it is like from Yangchun Baixue to Xialiba people, from romance to insipid.

How many pavilions and pavilions were immersed in the misty rain in the Song Dynasty? We can only ask the wind around the mine site, and a small piece of old wood exposes it clearly.

Dream back to the Song Dynasty, you have to have a clear heart.

In the early morning when some sunshine is "pulled out", the thin wind keeps driving on the road. When I arrived at the copper mine, the wind blew on my back, and some got into my ears, as if I had good news to tell me. At that time, all the sharp stones in the mine pricked up their ears and wanted a piece of the action.

The iron stope is high and the copper stope is low. It can be seen that its posture is as steep, steep and towering as the rock wall. Some minefields are full of potholes, and several bulldozers are dumping soil with their arms outstretched. Mining area, not naive peanuts.

The wind is still running all over the mountain, pulling my sight. Most copper mining areas are sulfur mines. The smell is frightening. Only after crushing, screening and selection can copper be selected. It turns out that Dabaoshan Mine has a smelter, which can bake copper.

In the factory building, the roar of the machine is a big action, more decibels. Miners in the green forest grew up wearing helmets, and they are squandering the power of youth in full swing.

In the stope, I met a wooden stake about 20 cm long, blacker than just Bao Gong's face, and about 12 cm thick in diameter. Out of curiosity, I picked it up and looked left and right, but I still didn't know Ni Duan, and I had no clue.

At this point, a security officer came over and urged me to go down the mountain or stay in the lounge. Because it was noon, the explosion was carried out at dinner time.

I got the treasure and took it to the lounge. He made me a cup of tea and said, "This is the pillar of the old cave, called Long Mu." . A few days ago, I dug a few roots and transported them to the mine park. Take your piece back, at least as a souvenir. He took a sip of tea and looked at me and listened carefully. Then he said: This copper mine was first mined in the Southern Song Dynasty. At that time, it was called Cen Waterworks, and the copper mine was transported to Shaozhou, where a Yongtongjian mint was set up. Shao Tong became famous.

After I took it home, I bathed this small piece of old wood and brushed it with a thin layer of tung oil, just like putting on a brand-new dress and "offering" it in the study. It has a soul, otherwise how could it "walk" from the Song Dynasty to today? Meeting in troubled times is also fate. Therefore, in my eyes, it is just a bosom friend, or I respect it as an elder.

I don't know how many days later, I went to Lion Mountain, visited Maba People Museum, and saw some specimens such as blue bricks, copper coins, Gao Zuwan, copper pieces, lotus bowl porcelain pieces and old hole scaffolding wood. Unexpectedly, a female librarian in the museum said: this is from the Southern Song Dynasty and was collected from an ancient tomb on the northern mining road of Dabaoshan Mine. The collection time should be around 1973.

Dream back to the Song Dynasty, you have to have a broad heart.

Last night, I had nothing to do. After reading Volume 22 of Su Shi, I realized that he wrote Yugutai. He was unhappy and walked out of Ganzhou. After seeing Dagengling, it is a land of barbarians. He stayed in the Moon Temple for one night, saw the busy scene of Censhuichang, and wrote "Moon Temple", which spread magnificently for thousands of years.

The temple is adjacent to Censhuichang, and all the givers are pit households, which burn for three times in a hundred years.

The weather doesn't feel sorry for itself, and the soil melts into stone.

If you are rich, everyone will cry, and if you are rich, you will only be treacherous.

Get out of the way to worship a Buddha and wait for 1000 yuan to come back. This is predictable.

Is it an act of god to have three fires in the moonlight? According to hazel, it has been abandoned so far.

The monk said that this place is like a dragon, and it is difficult to revitalize it.

Gao Yan spits gold and jade at night, knowing that different stones are green and blue.

Pits send money to the ground, and at dusk, hundreds of cymbals are applied to thousands of cymbals.

This mountain is a thief, and the ground is broken.

I used to be an acre of copper mountain in the south, with brilliant grains.

Taoist monasticism needs substrates, and there are three cooking halls.

By reading this poem, we can find that in the Song Dynasty, the momentum of copper smelting in Cen Waterworks was so spectacular. Not long ago, I went to a workmate's house for tea. He is engaged in geology. When I talked about this topic, he was very interested and said a lot. For example, the old caves in the mining area are dotted and criss-crossed, with round wells, square wells, inclined lanes and drift in form. In terms of specifications, some can only crawl through, and some are as wide as 1.5 meters; Some dig a few meters deep, some hundreds of meters deep. All these can prove that Su Shi's writing is clever, beautiful and true.

In fact, why did you dream back to the Song Dynasty?

I have been meditating on the simple sentence "Gao Yan spits golden breath at night and knows that different stones are green and colorful." I feel that only miners have unique feelings.

Memory is bait, you can catch the past.

That day, in the lounge of the copper mine stope, the security officer said with deep feelings: Dabaoshan Mine is being developed. Winning this battle without smoke and building a century-old mine is no longer a slogan. I was so absorbed that I kept nodding. After a while, you can see the "mushroom cloud" rising from Ran Ran in the copper mine from the window, which is exciting. It is the fireworks of the mine disaster festival.

I still want to go back to the Song Dynasty and invite Su Dongpo to visit Dabaoshan Mine. He will be more passionate and think about words.

In this way, I also fulfilled my wish.