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Dream back to the narrow dike river

Text/Jian' an Shan Weng

Zhaidi River is located in Zhongtun Village, Zhongtun Town, about 0/6 km south of Zhen

Dream back to the narrow dike river

Dream back to the narrow dike river

Text/Jian' an Shan Weng

Zhaidi River is located in Zhongtun Village, Zhongtun Town, about 0/6 km south of Zhen

Dream back to the narrow dike river

Dream back to the narrow dike river

Text/Jian' an Shan Weng

Zhaidi River is located in Zhongtun Village, Zhongtun Town, about 0/6 km south of Zhenxiong County, Yunnan Province. The river flows out of the valley in the northwest of the village, flashing sparkling light waves, and slowly advances all the way, washing away the stones on the riverbed and constantly making sounds, as if telling people a vicissitudes story.

Zhongtun has a long history. Before the Ming Dynasty, Bapu people of Yi nationality lived here, and the ancient place name was Bapu. In the 14th year of the Ming Dynasty (138 1), Zhu Hongwu was transferred to the north, and it was invaded to the south in autumn. In the 28th year of Hongwu (1395), Daxing Juntun was reclaimed. Forty-eight tunnels were built at No.5 Yiwei, and Bapu was renamed Zhongtun. At that time, Zhai, whose ancestral home was in the south of the Yangtze River, was transferred from Xingguan, Bijie to Beilitun, Bijie, and then stationed on the riverside of Zhenxiong's patrol. Zhai took the place name after being stationed here for farming, and changed "Gadou River" to "Zhaidi River", meaning the river where Zhai lived. (Press: Now people often write "Zhaidi River" as "Zhaidi River" because they don't understand the history of Zhaidi clan; Grammatically, it is not clear to modify "river" with "narrow land".

My hometown is near the narrow embankment. There is a river dam dozens of acres wide in front of the house. The narrow river flows around the edge in an arch. The steep beach is as white as snow, as flat as water and as green as silk. It flows slowly to the southeast, bypassing Maojiawan, drilling into the intersection of Longshan and Monkey Mountain, flowing in the direction of Nayong County, Guizhou Province, merging into Nayong Liuchong River and flowing forward into Wujiang River.

In the past, Zhaidi River was as blue as jade. Although the water is five or six feet deep, you can still see clearly when you throw a nickel into the bottom of the river. Zhaidi River originates from Bantian, Maiche and other places at the junction of Hezhang County in Guizhou and Zhenxiong County in Yunnan. Those places are vast and sparsely populated, with abundant soil and water, primitive vegetation and lush vegetation. The downstream flows through Anerdong, Isagou, Matang and other places in Zhenxiong County. When these places were sparsely populated, there was no industrial pollution, and trees and bamboos flourished on both sides of the river. The river flows to Zhaidi River, and the chestnut and willow trees on both sides of the river cover the sky and the scenery is very beautiful. The undergrowth is full of shrubs, birds and flowers, and aquatic plants are like carpets, which are full of vitality. Zhaidi River flows all the way in such an environment, and it is difficult to be clear and transparent!

When I was a child, I often herded cattle and horses with my friends on the river bank, and played games such as monkey holding eggs, ordering sow nests, fighting and turning over in the Woods. But the place that attracts me most is the Zhaidi River Ferry. On both sides of the ferry, there is a stout acacia, and a wire rope is stretched on the tree. There is an old boat floating on the river for many years, and there are three cross arms in the cabin for the boatman to sit on. A wooden post stands at the bow of the boat. The wooden column is hung on the wire rope and slides up and down through the wire rope. No matter whether the water rises or falls into the water, the ship is firmly hung on the wire rope. When the guest took the boat, the host leaned back slightly, pedaled the boat and pulled the wire rope, and soon pushed the boat to the other side. Then he reached out and took the labor fee, said "walk slowly", sat on the cross arm, crossed his legs, and wrapped up the mountain smoke leisurely. The little doll takes a boat for free. Whenever I have time, I run to the ferry, sit at the bow, hold the wooden post in my hand, and put my feet out of the boat. Passengers pass by, I come and go, looking at the emerald river and staring at the fish coming and going in the water. I always want to see enough, but I can't get enough!

The local climate of Zhaidi River is a plateau temperate valley with an altitude of 1.300 meters and an annual average temperature of about 1.3 degrees. There is no cold in winter and no heat in summer. Coal mines are hidden in the soil, grain grows in the ground, and fish and shrimp are born in the river. In my memory, she is really a land of plenty.

People on both sides of Zhaidi River eat fish as usual as cabbage and radish. The easiest way to eat fish is to "touch the fish". There are grotesque stones at the bottom of the river, one east and one west, which were washed down from the upstream when the flood rose. These stones stand in the water, often with some cracks at the bottom, and become the home of fish. People can block the gap around the stone with the soles of their feet or stone sand, leaving an entrance and reaching in to catch fish. After touching for an hour or two, you can catch four or five pounds of fish, and the whole family can eat delicious fresh fish soup at night. However, fishing is a black road, and sometimes it will be in distress. Once, I found a nest of fish under a big stone. I blocked the cracks around with stones and sand and reached in to catch fish. I grabbed a fish tightly and pulled it out. It is more than a foot long, and half of it is stuck under the stone. It must be a big fish. I can't tell you how happy I am. But when I pulled out of the water, it turned out to be a thick and long water snake, which scared me out of my wits. I threw away the snake and turned and ran to the shore. The snake may have been angered by me and chased me like an arrow. I made several 90-degree turns in the river sand dam before I escaped ... Although I was in that danger, I would still go fishing every once in a while-because fresh fish soup is so tempting!

In autumn and winter, young people will also build fish nests on the beach. Let's build the surrounding walls with stones first, leaving no doors on both sides, one door on the upper side of the water and three doors on the lower side of the water, so that the fish can easily get in and not get out. Then arch a number of interconnected triangular stone crevices on the wall with stones, and then cover the top with stones first, and then cover with grass and fine sand, so as to avoid the sun from entering, and the fish will settle in it. After the fish nest is built 10 days, you can go to the fish nest to catch fish. First, put the fishing rod on the top of the mouth (the fishing rod is made of bamboo, and there is a funnel-shaped barbed beard in the mouth, so the fish can't get out once it enters), then block the three doors below with grass, pour two handfuls of water to scare the fish away from the top, and then start to dismantle it from the bottom (the nest will not be dismantled, because it will be restored immediately after dismantling). Generally, you can remove seven or eight pounds of fish at a time. If a family builds five fish nests and demolishes them the next day after 10, there will be fresh fish for several months. I don't think even a fairy's life is much better than this.

If you want to eat big fish, people will go to the Yinhe River in the upper reaches of Zhaidi River to fry it. To fry fish, an electric detonator connected with a dozen-foot-long iron wire should be extended to the bottom of a glass bottle, filled with scattered explosive powder, and then melted and sealed with lacquer wax oil to make a soil bomb. On one occasion, some friends and I packed an explosive bottle at home, brought a rope, some hemp thread and five or six fleshy pig bones, and went to Dong Jun to fry fish at about six o'clock in the afternoon. Zangjun Cave is divided into two parts: the main entrance and the Yinhekou, and the fish will go to Yinhekou. We went to the sandbar opposite Yinhekou, sat down and tied some hemp thread on the bottle mouth, and tied pig bones on it. We tied a stone weighing seven or eight pounds on the bottle body with a rope, leaving a rope handle more than ten feet long and wrapped the wire around the rope handle. After the preparatory work was done, I took the explosive bottle across the river and climbed to the rock head at the mouth of the galaxy. I hung the explosive bottle with a rope and gently placed it at the bottom of the galaxy, which was eight or nine feet deep. At this time, everyone must become "dumb" and say anything with gestures; Because as long as you talk, the fish won't come out of the hole that night. I squatted quietly on the rock head at the mouth of the cave, with a pair of dry batteries on my legs, my hands ready to turn on the current, and my eyes fixed on the explosive bottle. I saw the pig bones hanging on the hemp thread floating in the water, just like dancing around the explosive bottle. After a while, there was a "boom boom" sound in the hole. It was the sound of the fish bending up and patting the water with its tail. I know that the fish is out of the hole, and I am secretly happy. After a while, I saw four fish swimming towards the explosive bottle. The big one is more than three feet long and the small one is more than two feet long. They nibbled at the meat on the pig bones carefully. Opportunity knocks but once. As soon as my finger pressed the wire to connect the current, there was a loud bang and splash. Friends stripped off their clothes several times and jumped into the water to catch fish. Because the light was too dim, the four-tailed fish only caught three tails and was washed away by the water. When I got home, I stood on the scale. The big one weighs 23 Jin, and the small two weigh 10 Jin respectively. That night, we invited our neighbors and had a happy dinner. We clink glasses, drink in big bowls and eat meat in chunks. How delightful! But to be honest, eating fish is not as interesting as frying fish!

In addition to the above methods, Zhaihe people can also cast nets to fish, fish in muddy water on rainy days, choke to death with lime water, ignite the river at night and kill it with a harpoon, and put a mat on the steep beach (enclose it with wooden strips and put it on the shallow river beach to let the fish trap themselves) ... There are various methods. In short, it's easy to catch fish no matter what method you use. In those years, there were piles of fish in the Zhaidi River. At any time, the big fish lead the small fish in a neat line and swim freely in the river. Where they swim, the river turns black. I remember one day during the "land reform" period, I held a meeting in Heshaba to oppose the landlord. At the end of the meeting, a PLA man named "Captain Zhang" threw a Grenade into the pond in front of my house, and the fish was as white as a piece of wood on the river. Men, women and children all go to the river to catch fish. You have a string I can carry home, at least three or two hundred Jin!

Zhaidi River is surrounded by mountains, with the bottom of the pot in the middle. At that time, there were water sources everywhere, and layers of terraces were spread out from the bottom of the pot. Looking from a distance: spring is like a green pot, and the green waves are dazzling; Autumn is like a golden bowl, shining with dazzling golden light. In the past, our family was famous in the local area, and it was once called "the nine bones of Zhai". Our family has seventy or eighty acres of paddy fields. Every year, the harvested stalks are piled into nine large grain piles, with the stalks facing inward and the stalks facing outward. We won't pile them up until the next year when we harvest new grain. Originally, the open-air grain piles were bound to be ruined by rats, but strangely, piles of snakes live in the grain piles every year to protect rice (now think about it, snakes may just be "waiting for rats"). In the second year, when the new valley is harvested and the old valley is finished, the owner cooks food for the snake, burns incense paper and prays a few words of thanks, and the snake will leave on its own (this may be due to conditioned reflex). At that time, not only did our family have inexhaustible rice, but most people lived on rice 365 days a year. In those years, if a guest walked into the village while steaming rice or eating, he would smell the thick yellow wax and Gu Mi from a distance, and he would drool first if he didn't see the rice saliva. ...

My hometown is still there, and Wang's business has gone with the wind. Today's Zhaidi River, the natural environment has been destroyed by Yan and Po of Ren. Over the years, due to the lack of people and land, many hills have been reclaimed by villagers to pick up green hats. In addition, once the land use right changes, people will cut down a lot of trees. But the most serious damage was 1958 "Daye Iron and Steel" period. At that time, in the Shangheba forest above the ferry, the slogan "Ying Chao Gan Mei" broke the tranquility of the countryside, and the whole people became kings, and hundreds of people participated in the war to smelt iron. Suddenly, five or six earth blast furnaces were built, and the bellows kept pulling for 24 hours, and the flames on the ground kept rising at night. The big trees along the river were cut down and thrown into the earth blast furnace as fuel. In less than a year, thousands of trees on both sides of the river were cut down! The refined "Gangtie" is piled up into mountains, but it is actually scrap iron. Later, the villagers reclaimed land and poured those things back into the river. Later, it rained heavily underground for countless times, and finally turned the lush grove into a smooth sand dam-the great harm and loss caused by the indigenous method of "refining iron" to the country and people can only be easily sighed, and it goes without saying! At present, there are almost no decent trees on both sides of the Zhaidi River, the groundwater resources are exhausted, the river is as few as ditches, it is difficult to see a fish in the water, and the paddy fields on both sides have all become dry land. Although many plots are still named after "Tian", such as Sanjiantian, Majuntan, Yangmen, Laowatian, Shuipao, Shibaotian and Hexiatian, they are still nominal.

In recent years, with the care and support of the party and the state for farmers in many aspects, the rural economy has developed greatly, reinforced concrete buildings abound, and the riverside is as prosperous as a market town. 1969, Hezhen Highway (Zhenxiong to Hezhang) was completed. In 2009, the original expressway was widened and straightened into a secondary cement road. At the end of 20 17, Hezhen expressway started construction. It is planned to set up an interchange at the front ridge of lime kiln ditch in Zhongtun Village to connect with Zhongtun Town, which will greatly facilitate Zhongtun people to travel.

There is also a "Zhongtun Small Gorge Scenic Area" in the upper reaches of Zhaidi River (see "Zhenxiong Landscape-Charm of Zhongtun Small Gorge" on the Internet). There are countless grotesque stalactites in Zangjun Cave and Echo Cave in the scenic spot, which are quite ornamental. People who often live in downtown areas, not to mention enjoying the wonders in caves, will feel very comfortable just walking on the narrow path by the river, soaking in the river wind, watching the water waves and listening to the birds singing. On one occasion, Mr. Cheng, vice president of Yunnan Nanshe Research Association, visited here and couldn't help singing a poem:

There are dense scenic spots along the river.

Scattered, the sky is quiet.

The echoing Dragon Palace,

Zhangxuan Tiger Cave Building in the Canyon;

Stalactite lotus blooms for thousands of years,

Yuquan silver pillar will accompany the future,

Poetic and intoxicating,

The name Kyushu is great!

From June, 2065438 to June, 2009, the government of Zhenxiong County Committee newly introduced "Yunnan Yishan Culture Development Co., Ltd." and invested 380 million yuan to upgrade and transform the environment and facilities of the Xiaoshanxia scenic spot in Zhongtun. After the transformation, it was renamed as "Xiaoshan Gorge Taoyuan Valley Scenic Area". With the help of the natural landforms of the plateau valley and natural landscapes such as mountains, water, caves and fields, the scenic spot has created a tourism boutique at the junction of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, which integrates beautiful sightseeing, in-depth experience, folk houses, leisure and vacation, health care and business meetings. This is really:

Water gurgled in the cracks in the cliff,

Taoyuan fairyland is hidden in it.

Canyons and valleys are quiet and cool,

Xiushan is beautiful and the air is fresh.

Hiding in Dong Jun, hiding allusions,

There are wonders in the echo cave.

Upgraded and renovated house exhibition,

Water hibiscus is extraordinary!

I am ecstatic to see that the economy in my hometown is developing constantly, all aspects of construction are changing with each passing day, and the living standards of the villagers are constantly improving. I imagine that people's pursuit of beauty is endless forever. If people can strengthen the restoration and construction of the natural environment for a long time and in a large area, scientifically promote the coordinated development of ecology, production and life, and plant a large number of trees, bamboo and grass in the upper and lower reaches of Zhaidi River, so that the mountains can put on their hats again and become hillsides again.

The moon sets, the sun rises, winter passes and spring comes. My family has been away from my hometown 10 for many years, but my yearning for my hometown has not been diluted with the passage of time. I still live in my hometown in countless dreams, and I touch my hometown folks in my dreams. This is just like a lyric: "Love is in my hometown, love is in my hometown, and love is in my hometown's lovely folks. A few degrees of grass green, a few degrees of frosty leaves red, sweet local accent will always be remembered. There is love elsewhere, and there is love elsewhere. It is difficult to lock my dream, so my trip to my hometown ... "