Kaishan River Waterfall (original prose)
Having lived in the city for a long time, I have long been familiar with the rows of tall buildings and the endless flow of vehicles. After my heart is filled with too much hustle and bustle, I am inexplicable about my hometown. I miss you. Therefore, the fantasy train of dreams often carries me back to my hometown. Although it is not so real and clear, it also adds some comfort to the pain of longing. The most overlapping scenes in dreams are those of mountains, rivers and waterfalls. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, often sitting with my fur in my arms, lighting a cigarette, and the wisps of smoke entwine around the strands of my hometown, letting it drift and ripple... .
Kaishan River is not the name of a river, but the name given to an artificially excavated waterfall in the north of Wuyi Mountains, the peak of Xiaoxing'an Mountains. The height of Kaishan River Falls is about 4 meters, and the diameter of the pool is 50 meters. It is more than 1 meter wide and the water depth is 2 to 4 meters. The rushing river rushed down from the watershed of Wuyi Ridge and passed straight through an arched mountainside. This was formed by the road construction team more than 40 years ago to prevent the river from swelling and destroying the road.
When I was a boy, every colorful summer, my friends and I often went here to play and fish. On the 100-meter-high peaks around the waterfall, there were lush needles, broad-leaved trees and colorful trees. Flowers and plants. In the early morning, the mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist are looming, and the peaks are exposed hazily; the waterfall water splashes, blown by the breeze, drifting like mist, like drizzle; the sound of the waterfall water echoes with the pines and waves on the peak, like The rhythmless waves are like a huge tide that rolls over mountains, or like thousands of armies trapped in battle in ancient times, with war drums and thunder, although they are real and imaginary...
Once, a literary friend Ren Zhi went to Wu When I was a guest in Yiling, I specially took him to visit the scenery of Kaishan River. This friend who grew up in the city and writes poems was full of praise for the beautiful scenery in front of him: I didn't expect that there is such a beautiful place in the remote hinterland of Xiaoxinganling! He composed an impromptu poem on the spot: "A furnace door opened in the valley, and the liquid glass surged..." Unfortunately, due to the long time ago, I did not fully record the published poem.
In the past, the pool around the waterfall was particularly rich in fish, and there were many kinds of fish, including slender fish, tongluo, zheluo, catfish, willow root, loach, etc. In summer, when the water temperature rises, fish swim upstream, but they reach the finish line by sprinting to the waterfall of the pool. But the fish don't give up and still jump into the waterfall without knowing their strength. This phenomenon is especially true in the evening or at night. There were individual warriors, and there were brothers who gathered together, charging forward one after another, but everything was in vain. The rapid waterfall smashed them into the water mercilessly, but they were not discouraged, and cruised upward and charged again, but there was no One can cross this tall "dragon gate". When fishing here, the hook seems clumsy and unsatisfactory, and the fishing net cannot be moved close due to the depth of the water. It seems feasible to lower the hook, but it is not as fast as using a hanging cage. Use a large iron sieve to sew a flat iron cage as strong as a sack. Tie a rope and place it in the water next to the waterfall. All you have to do is stand in the shallow water above the waterfall and wait. The fish that rush towards the rapids will be washed away immediately. When they enter the hanging cage, the pressure of the water makes it impossible for them to swim out of the cage. They lift it every ten minutes without losing their weight every time. Sometimes they can weigh more than ten kilograms at a time, and they will return with a full load in a short time.
In autumn, fish flow down the river, but there are still a lot of catfish at the bottom of the pond. Once my father and I used bottom hooks to catch fish, and we actually caught more than 50 catties per catty in one afternoon. The catfish bit the hook. It was so bad that it was even swallowed into the stomach, and the hook-picking handle was torn...
One summer night, my friends Chen Zhenlin and Zhang Wenge and I went riding with an iron pot and two bottles of liquor. We rode our bicycles to Kaishan River to fish in hanging cages. We only got up once to stew a large pot, and poured the smaller ones back into the river. The moonlight was like snow that night, and the fresh fish stewed in the river made the three of us drunk and unable to return. I sang and recited poems until midnight. I took advantage of my drunkenness and jumped into the pool for a swim. While swimming, I suddenly had a sudden idea. I jumped behind the water curtain of the waterfall. There was a recess there that could only accommodate one person. The waterfall could not reach the outside. Invisible, I persisted there for about three to five minutes, frightening the two people on the beach so much that their shouts changed their tone. Just when they were about to take off their clothes and go into the water to save people, I suddenly swam out again and looked at them in shock. I laughed heartily...
Several years have passed by in a flash, and many past events have long been blurred in my memory, but the mountains, rivers and waterfalls are still so clear and affectionate in my heart. Although it is far less majestic and spectacular than Huangguoshu Waterfall and Lushan Waterfall, it is still beautiful, simple and leisurely.