However, I have read this essay, which is not bad.
The nearest tree to the sun-Bi Shumin.
Thirty years ago, I was a soldier in Ali, Tibet.
This is the third class in the world, with an average elevation of 5000 meters, numerous ice peaks and lonely snowfields. I don't know whether it is the protection of the gods or the negligence of nature. In the folds of the desert, there are sometimes incredible red willows. They have rust-red skills like iron, broken leaves and feathers like wind, and occasionally flowers with thin ears, smiling at the heat and lack of oxygen in the plateau. The elves in this plateau are the closest green trees to the sun, and it takes a hundred years to grow into a small crown. When I was in Tibetan area for medical treatment, I rode through the red willow with light blue tone, thinking that I would be with snow forever.
One day, the purser assigned the task-all the firewood! I thought I heard wrong. Above the plateau, where is the firewood? ! It turned out that it was driving hundreds of kilometers to dig out the red willow for firewood. I was shocked and said that if the red willow was dug up, the only tree on the plateau would be extinct. The purser replied, you want to eat, right? Should the rice be cooked? Cooking needs firewood, right? The firewood is red willow, right?
I said, the willow is not firewood, it is alive, it has life. Cooking can use gasoline and coke, why use the only green color on the plateau!
The quartermaster said that pulling a car full of gasoline up the hill would consume two cars of gasoline on the way. The burnt ash and charcoal are shipped up, and the price of one kilogram is equal to six kilograms of white flour. Mangroves are free. You can calculate this account!
The team digging willows set off with shovels, pickaxes and axes.
Red willows usually grow on sand dunes. On the top of the solid sand dune, a red willow stands proudly. Its roots are like countless claws of a giant octopus, clinging to the edge of the sand dune.
I want to know, why doesn't Liu Hong find a leeward place to go to cats? It's not that hard to live. The veteran said, you put the cart before the horse, not the red willow on the sand dune, but because of this, the quicksand was fixed. With the growth of red willow, more and more quicksand is fixed, and finally it gathers into a sand mountain. How wide the roots of red willows are, how big the sand hills are.
Ah, red willows are like icebergs. Only one-tenth of the sand is exposed, and great power is buried underground.
The branches and leaves of red willow are not good firewood. What is really tenacious is the strong roots of the red willow, which stick to the sand like reinforced concrete. Once it burns, it continuously and steadily spits out the burning heat, as if the light obtained from the sun for thousands of years was compressed and burst. In the golden red flame, every willow root has maintained its intricate shape for a long time, like a proud and unyielding soul.
It is a terrible workload to dig out the roots of willow trees from sand dunes. Mangroves and land depend on each other for life and death, so it will take people a few days to dig out most of the sand hills first. In this way, the red willow flew across the wilderness skillfully, like a hollow dinosaur skeleton. Here, we need to invite the best people to cut off the last connection between this living giant root carving and the earth with a sharp axe. The whole willow tree suddenly fell down.
Year after year, the easy-to-dig red willow disappeared, leaving only the oldest tree essence. The construction period of digging sand mountain is getting longer and longer, and the most energetic young man also broke his old arm. So people came up with a high-tech way-use!
As long as you dig a deep alley at the root of the willow tree and put the gunpowder in it with a shelf, people will lie prone from a distance and light the long twist medicine. After a profound silence, there was only a bang, and the deep tree monsters scattered.
We had a delicious meal. This year, we can see that the sand dunes dug out with red willows last year, like the wounded in the evisceration, are still glaring at the sky with empty eyelids. All this shocking sight won't last long. By the third year, the sand dunes had disappeared, as if there had never been any thousand-year-old trees and hundreds of millions of gravel piled up here.
According to people who have been to Ali recently, the red willow forest has long been dug up and burned, and even the roots are gone.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, I suddenly think of the aborigines on the plateau. Where do their souls live in the clouds now? Do you feel that the once fixed yellow sand has drifted all over the world? Dust and sand raised from the roof can often fly far away.