The clear whistle of lush green beaches in prose

Tan Zhongchi

My hotel is near Dongting Lake.

In Dongting Lake in September, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the water and the sky are the same, and the shore shadow is lush.

Standing on the balcony and looking from a distance, the sparkling and endless lake ripples under your feet, touching your infinite reverie. At night, I fell asleep with the sound of the waves, and the situation has changed since ancient times. I saw Teng take a boat to the depths of Yunmengze in the holy moonlight, facing the vast blue waves and fishing lights that he had guarded, pondering the eternal quatrains written by Fan Zhongyan. That look and smile are still solemn, natural and calm, like a tall camphor tree, standing in the wind.

I woke up when I approached the window in the morning. Embedded in the glass window is a long scroll of famous mountains and beautiful waters, pan-golden countryside and green city walls against the background of blue sky and white clouds. At this time, the chestnut marathon track I saw the morning before, which is 8 meters wide and more than 40 kilometers long, meets the shore of Dongting Lake. It exudes yellow-green and golden-red flames, like a rainbow, winding on both sides of the lush, with a strong autumn, slowly extending to Junshan waters. It seems to be faithfully guarding a river and clear water with the children of Dongting Lake.

It was the year when migratory birds gathered over Dongting Lake. The water in Dongting Lake becomes clear as blue; The surface of Dongting Lake disappeared from fishing boats; There are layers of green waves on the shore of Dongting Lake; Elk runs on the beach of Dongting Lake; The finless porpoise jumps in the waves of Dongting Lake.

Today, I went back to Baling and read Yueyang Tower with my heart again. Looking back at the ancient "Dongting is the water of the world, Yueyang is the building of the world", in the long years, it has nurtured the beauty of nature, the tide of culture, the elegance of history, the world of Cang Sang and a bright future.

I'm going to walk into this lush ecological corridor that shows ingenuity, fills homesickness and surrounds Dongting Lake, and look for the figures of workers who sculpt its magnificent posture, magnificent feelings and lush years. To find the beautiful soul, pure heart and rainbow of dreams that belong to our time.

In an ordinary small courtyard deep in a tree-lined street, interview cars come and go in a hurry. Autumn sunshine filled the yard, coating the low bungalows on both sides with a layer of Hui Jin. Ms Wang Qiong, who is warm and generous, familiar with the local situation and works in Junshan Rong Media Center, took us to the conference room on the 5th floor.

The meeting room is simple and bright, and the tables and chairs are neatly arranged. What impressed me the most was the "Headquarters" sign hanging at the door. I didn't ask what this headquarters is, but I think it must have a story.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked very mature and gaunt came in, smiling cheerfully. As soon as we met, he said to me, "I know you." You are a writer. "

This comrade named Chen Yuanhua is the director of Junshan District Transportation Bureau, and is also the first-line commander in charge of cleaning up the gravel yard illegally built on the dock and lake beach and transferring the mixing station. He told me that five years ago, there were 39 illegal sand docks dozens of kilometers away from the river bank. They stood high on the river bank carrying sand and gravel, and the harsh roar of conveyor belts and mixers violently broke the peace of day and night. The dust flying all over the sky dyed the surrounding villages black, the clear water in the river yellow, and the originally quiet days became very dark. In particular, Hualong Wharf, which covers an area of more than 300 mu of river beach, is a concrete mixing plant specially built for expressways and river-crossing bridges along the line. There are three battlefields on the field, and the gravel piled up is like a mountain. While listening to Director Chen's narrative, I was thinking, this is the great harm brought by the so-called "big development"! If we don't pay attention to protection, we will live in the world and lose our beautiful home.

The long-awaited special action to clean up the gravel wharf soon kicked off. Chen Yuanhua set an example by leading a team of 65,438+000 people to clean up and rectify the gravel yard. Wearing helmets, they picked up shovels and pickaxes and fought in the dust amid the roar of bulldozers, excavators and cars. In the scorching sun, no matter sweating all day and eating lunch boxes, no one cries bitterly. In this way, they fought for more than 30 days without fear of fatigue, complaint and danger. Finally, resolute measures were taken to cut off electricity, cut off roads and withdraw equipment, and finally all illegal gravel docks were banned. Then it was transported to the soil to fill the tunnel, and oat grass was planted on these riddled beaches, and the river bank was lush and late.

Li Hongbo is the chief engineer of Junshan Forestry Bureau. As soon as he sat down, he told me the story of his participation in cleaning up European and American poplars. He told me that European and American poplars imported in early years grew fast and became forests early. They are raw materials for papermaking and can also be used to replace wood. There are 8744 mu of land planted along the beach island in Junshan area alone. A big poplar can weigh a ton. This poplar forest, as lofty as a city wall, has become the hope of the people to get rich. It never occurred to people that this kind of tree has a strong water absorption capacity and has become a wetland "water pump", which sucks groundwater day and night, resulting in lakes drying up, land cracking and vegetation withering. The strange smell from the trees kept the birds from approaching. If you don't make up your mind to cut down and clean up, how can you protect the sky, land and green rivers and lakes? This is an obstacle to ecological protection that must be eliminated, and it is also a decisive battle to reshape the good ecology of nature.

Li Hongbo, who just arrived at the Forestry Bureau, took a petition letter from poplar growers in the area and threw himself into the battle to clean up poplars. Of course, he knows that this is a tough battle, and it must be full of difficulties and obstacles. He knows very well that farmers used to plant poplars with village groups, but now they have to cut them with a knife. Who will make up for the economic losses of growers? And where is the way to get rich in the future? Many nights, Li Hongbo wandered around the lake for a long time. He is thinking about how to make the contractor understand and support the government's decision; How to quickly open the work situation, how to turn passivity into initiative, and how to turn resistance into motivation. He thought of Wu Chunyuan, a big contractor who wrote letters and visits. Li Hongbo resolutely chose to walk into Wu Chunyuan's home, and also walked into Yang Shulin, where he planted thousands of acres. He calmly put himself in Wu Chunyuan's shoes and told Wu Chunyuan about the harm of Populus nigra to ecological protection. His sincerity and concern touched Wu Chunyuan. From caring, from sympathy to understanding, from understanding to affection, to resolving Wu Chunyuan's grievances, Li Hongbo's confidence has been strengthened. Wu Chunyuan stepped forward and took the lead in cutting down Populus deltoides under the condition of subsidizing 200 yuan to cut down every mu and leaving the wood for his own treatment. In this way, more than 30 poplar growers actively participated in the action of cleaning up poplars. A storm hit and poplars fell to the ground. From the back of this story, I really felt the patriotic feelings and the intersection of sadness and joy of farmers in Dongting Lake.

Li Hongbo said excitedly: the ecological environment has improved, the water quality monitoring of Dongting Lake has reached the standard in an all-round way, and the excellent rate of air quality has reached 93.6%; The long-lost milu deer is back, and now there are more than 200 large and small milu deer running in Huzhou grassland and reeds. Migratory birds fly back, and there will be 280,000 waterfowl wintering in Dongting Lake in 2020. The long-lost finless porpoise has found a home. At present, Dongting Lake has 2 10 stable habitats, and there are more than 40 "finless porpoise bay" alone.

What surprised me most was Zhou Huijun. He is on patrol in East Dongting Lake. The story that the whistle attracted the finless porpoise to jump made me go to the scene with a grain of salt and saw its magic and truth.

Linge old investigation station is located on the beach of finless porpoise bay. A flat-topped red hut, like a small square tower, stands in front of several tall and straight green trees. The wooden steps at the entrance are directly connected with the observation deck paved with primary color boards. Zhou Huijun, flat-headed, of medium build, wearing a white T-shirt, in his forties, stood in front of me. I stared at him carefully, trying to read something from his eyes and manners. Wang Qiong, who was standing on the side, told me face to face that he was a magical man, and he appeared on CCTV with the finless porpoise dancing.

After a short conversation, I know that this young man once worked in a big city, because of physical reasons. He returned from the hustle and bustle of the bustling city and the turmoil of entrepreneurship. Although there is no rich income, but the heart is practical. He is willing to fulfill the responsibility of guarding a river and clear water at home. He loves this job, never stops in the storm, in the ice and snow, and strives to stick to his post. He walked on the river bank and stood by the beach. He sat at the table in the hut, writing the observation record. He always seems to have something to express in his heart.

One afternoon, the sun moved slowly to the west, and he wore a glow and did routine inspection as usual. When he saw the blue sky, blue rivers, green banks and yellow reeds, he couldn't help whistling.

The whistle comes from the heart, but it is crisp, loud, moist, long and long, but it comes from the bright sky, lush embankment, dark green of distant mountains, rich fields, wide rivers and gentle breeze.

Blow! He blew heartily.

There is no wind on the river bank, the river ripples slightly, colorful clouds are floating in the air, and birds fly over the treetops.

Blow! He kept blowing.

Not far from the river, the waves suddenly splashed, and a crescent-shaped shadow jumped up, gradually revealing the original shape of the finless porpoise.

Here comes the finless porpoise.

The finless porpoise swims in the whistle.

Zhou Huijun was so happy that he almost jumped onto the huge waves. This scene in Zhou Huijun's heart, carved a skeleton in my closet. Does he know that if you tell others, do you promise to succeed every time? Whistle, are you really so amazing?

Day after day, Zhou Huijun whistled on the wooden platform in front of the hut or on the river beach. His whistle became more and more pleasant, clearer and farther away. The finless porpoise really understood his whistle and sometimes ran towards him like a group of naughty children, dancing with the whistle.

I stood on the wooden platform in front of the red hut, waiting for this moment.

Zhou Huijun came up to me slowly: "I'm going to blow the whistle now. Please watch the direction of the whistle."

At this time, I saw him open his palm and stick it on his cheek, making the shape of a trumpet. Then exhale and whistle to the river ahead. The whistle flew out of his mouth.

The whistle faded away from me,

The whistle fluttered rhythmically,

Whistling in the time and space crossing the river,

The whistle blew colorful light and shadow in the sky, on the ground and on the water.

A miracle happened. On the river about 500 meters away from me, a bunch of black waves suddenly rose, and then a black surge went around.

"This is what a finless porpoise looks like," Wang Qiong told me.

I'm so excited, I applaud and cheer with Wang Qiong!

Zhou Huijun still stood in front of the sentry, smiling shyly at us.

The whistle faded away and became the wind that blew everything. It holds up the wings of my heart and gives me a clear sky of thought.

I marvel at the mystery of life between natural creatures and human beings, which lies in the harmonious coexistence between man and nature, mutual affinity between man and nature, equal dialogue, sincere treatment and mutual watch. As Thoreau, a famous writer who is close to nature, said, "All changes are miracles after careful consideration, and miracles happen all the time."

The color photos of "Jumping finless porpoise" and "Smile of finless porpoise" hung in the red cabin also tell us that the poetic existence of human beings in the world is not a myth, but a reality. The problem is that we should learn to respect and protect natural ecology and life, and treat them as we cherish and protect ourselves.

What should be used to ignite the ecological light of the soul?

I think of Chen Yuanhua, Li Hongbo, Wu Chunyuan, Zhou Huijun, and thousands of volunteers in Qian Qian who protect the green mountains and green waters like them. Red huts, binoculars, wooden fences, pebbles on the river beach and bird's nests in reeds are all so exquisite. Everything is built on the lighthouses of the sky, the earth, mountains and grasslands. Everything is giving us a pair of bright eyes like rivers and lakes.

The hut on the beach, you are a recording studio to listen to clouds, waves, mud and green songs, and you are the Garden of Eden to store lush years and human emotional attachment.

Unforgettable hut, in your arms, you opened a dignified, heavy and solemn book, telling the harmony between man and nature and the relationship between beauty and beauty. We must keep writing, never stop writing, never get tired, never, never. ...

I will leave this red hut.

What I took away was the hearty smile of the cabin and the whistle on the beach.

202 1.9.27 Changsha late at night

[Editor: Liao Huiwen]

[Source: Hunan Daily New Hunan Client]