In the plateau of Zhaosu Reclamation Area in July, people's impression of heat and scorching sun disappeared. But more are green mountains and green waters, yellow rape blossoms, purple fragrant purple, white potatoes, oil sunflower shining in the sun, blue Malania, a little sad, and daisies are often ignored at the foot. ...
I have lived in this black soil with gold flowing for a year, and I am familiar with those flowers and plants. My footprints in spring, summer, autumn and winter have been left in every corner of the land here. From this, I feel that this land has no scenery for me-a place that I am getting familiar with.
However, one July has arrived, and it has been a whole year since I first set foot here. At this time, I got a collection of essays by writer Nanzi, who I am infinitely familiar with now, the land where I live and all aspects related to land. In fact, I have been looking forward to this book since I came here last year. I have never let people down from Nanzi's original collection of poems "The Lost Man" to her collection of essays "Kuiyibage Memories" and then "The Beauty of the Western Regions". So is this book.
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Since May, the chill of the 77th regiment of the Fourth Agricultural Division in Zhaosu Reclamation Area has gradually dissipated, and the vegetation is lush. Whenever there is nothing to do on weekends, I will definitely ride a motorcycle and occasionally take Xizhou to wander around this corner with nearly 200,000 mu of cultivated land. At this time, I often think that it would be nice to have a walking guide, which can introduce flowers, insects, fish, birds and animals in this land in an all-round way, and of course save me a lot of trouble when I walk. Unexpectedly, I got 77 groups of essays on human geography written by Nanzi within two months-"Black Soil Flowing Gold". It is from this book that I found that my understanding of this group farm is still superficial, waiting for the future, approaching and perceiving step by step.
Nanzi described 77 regiments in her heart from six angles: plants, animals, fields, pastures, borders and regiments: here, rape flowers are all yellow; Here, I can see the endless rape fields on Zhaosu without following the map. It was not the map that led me into it, but the golden flowers of this land, the symbolic kingdom displayed in the summer heat.
Nanzi said in his book that when traveling in Xinjiang, I can find the differences hidden behind each place name, and I can detect the expressions, gestures and local accents that never repeat behind the stable and lasting cultural mentality. Because for a place, what you like is not a few wonders, but it answers your questions one by one. To tell the truth, for me, all July, when I was walking, I was holding a book called Black Soil Flowing Gold. Even when I can't go out for various reasons, I walk on the paper page by page, for nothing but "silent flowers, dark flowers, sleeping flowers and unpredictable flowers" in full bloom this season. Nanzi, who has traveled countless times in the north and south of Tianshan Mountain in Xinjiang, finally realized that there are too many flowers in Xinjiang when he stayed in the 77th regiment. In the 77th regiment, there must be flowers she has never seen before.
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When I read this book with the eyes of discovery, I am often surprised by my own discovery, and I am often moved by Nanzi's delicacy and sensitivity to words and the smell of earth. As far as I am concerned, this is a book that sinks into the depths of the earth. The characters in the book are all born and bred. Through spring planting and spring sowing, the Zhaosu Plateau is nourished by rain after rain. Its Fu Zi must have a green fragrance, and it is also influenced by the fragrance of tens of thousands of acres of rape flowers. ...
It is such a place. In the words of Cheng, a poet who has lived and worked here for two and a half years, a beautiful world will slowly open for you here. Through this book, Nanzi, a poet, opened the curtain for those who hope or try to understand this land page by page. In a series of shots, there are rape flowers facing the sun, daisies with literary temperament, Malanhua with many secrets, and poetic and realistic potato flowers carefully designed by farmers. In addition to plants, there are 77 unique Merino fine-wool sheep, the snow leopard who reached the top of the mountain only to achieve a spiritual rise, the "snow chicken" who danced for Nanzi's soul, and even a groundhog, all of which can make the author experience the suffering of life once. ...
Nanzi's description of beekeepers, border guards, poachers and border guards has made me more aware of the land where I have lived for a year, and I know that there is still a long way to go before I can get close to them carefully. As for Nanzi's question in Street Face that "the place where a person lives is closer to and conforms to the natural nature of the local people, and talents are the most peaceful, reassuring and relaxed", I will try my best to answer it in the years to come, hoping that such an answer will satisfy me.
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On a hot summer day, cicadas chirped in the afternoon, so I put a cane chair under the tree in the courtyard alone, next to it, a few books, a pot of tea and some books. If you don't like it, you can throw it away and change it. When I read pleasure, it is worth a gust of wind. It is really immortal in the next life. Or gradually feel sleepy, no matter how messy the pages around you are, so I fell asleep. This is the reading life described by the essayist Zhang Zongzi in Reading Fragments, and it is also what I have been longing for. I think I realized this kind of life when I read the book Black Soil Flowing Gold. Although there is no hot summer, cicadas sing rattan chairs, but the mood inside is exactly the same. Just reading the chapters on plants, animals and farm people in this book, I feel happy, just like the immortals in the next life, the trivial things around me are automatically ignored.
In summer, it is more comfortable to put a soul in a book, because it originated from 77 groups of earths. And the earth is the best place to put the soul.