Zhang Yingchun ‖ the birch forest of Changbai Mountain

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Changbai Mountain Birch Forest

By embedding the mountain in its name, you melt tenacity into your blood; by pointing the pilgrimage to the summit, you implant the climbing into your life. You are a child of Changbai Mountain, and Changbai Mountain has forged your soul.

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When the mighty volcano erupted, the flames soared into the sky, the earth's core spurted hot blood, the magma overflowed, the landslides cracked, and the rocks soared. The sound of explosions continued one after another, and volcanic ash poured endlessly into the sea, melting, destroying, covering everything he could see, rejecting all life for thousands of miles...

I don't know how many years have passed, the earth's core has slowly calmed down its anger, I don't know what kind of changes have been encountered, the mountains have taken a big breath, and the end of the world has finally not come...

But the air waves are still rolling. The earth was still trembling. You are on the road, you are on the road. War drums rattled and war horses hissed. With the sonorous sound of the phalanx, with the courage of the cavalry, with the proud head held high, towards the main peak of Changbai Mountain...

The distance between the tree and the mountain is called the vastness.

There is no road. Nor is there any power to draw upon. Because, in the closest place to the crater, only you, only you, the pioneer of life!

Countless advances have only been exchanged for a zero-distance process. Zero distance has exhausted almost all of your strength. A little slackening can only end your trip at this halt and give up your previous achievements. The huge impact is irresistible, and the invisible force is desperately trying to push your body to the bottom. Maybe, then, you will appear in a different posture between the mountains and forests, and maybe there will no longer be a species called Yue Birch in the world.

No, you are Yue Hua, you are Yue Hua! There is no scenery on the way to the trek. You stand on top of the blade, the waves cracking in front of you, and under your feet, there is only the deposition of volcanic ash. You don't want to indulge yourself on the hillside, you don't replace continuing with retreat. You resisted the irresistible gravitational force, and in that barren land with no signs of life, you gathered thousands of forces and deeply planted your roots, planted the first root whiskers...

You choose to turn back, you choose to go forward and continue upwards. You try to contain the straight body that cannot be contained, you twist the straight body as hard as possible, you hide it and let the twisted body crawl to the ground, and you raise the low-hanging head high. Countless times of looking up, countless times of prostration, countless times of blood clotting and boiling, countless times of release and gathering of strength...

On the ridge, a forest of yue birch trees finally came alive. As a result, a living sculpture stood in the mountain, so that a monument of life towered between heaven and earth, and the thousand peaks and valleys of Changbai Mountain resounded with an imposing heroic march! And this majestic march, as soon as it is sung, has traveled through countless centuries!

You are mostly old dragon clocks, rarely graceful and flowing; you have branches that are horizontal and oblique, and there are no pavilions; your color is gray and dark, your face is rough, and you are not white or delicate. You are simple and vicissitudes, your forehead is desolate, and you are full of sores. But you, you are not inferior to the dark incense floating, not inferior to the Thousand Lingbi Standing! You are no longer tall, one meter tall but a few meters tall, but in your bones you have the arrogance of straight into the clouds! You are not ostentatious or arrogant, your soul is as rich as a mountain, you are introverted, you are subtle, and you carry the heavy responsibility you shoulder calmly and solemnly! You have a strong will like steel, steel and iron are difficult to compare with you, in the harsh environment to maintain the true color is consistent; you have a rock-like firm belief, the rock has your constant vitality! With you, only you regard one-third of the spring and autumn as the four seasons, your curved back supports the distant side of the blue sky, you condense the green and turquoise, and pin the mottled and camouflage in the blue sky. You are like this year after year, gradually plump to thin to scattered reincarnation...

Loneliness hangs high, loneliness is like frost. You, faced with the grind of two-thirds of the years of suffering, you are entangled with the feathers of snowflakes like a sword, and you fight with the wind on the top of the mountain like a sword. You stand on the sword, you stubbornly fight, you regard the cold as God's grace, you regard the wind as a spur and a driving force, you combine old age and youth perfectly, you are the only one who has crawled forward for thousands of years! Unforgettable pain you never say, you cling to yourself! Only you, in the fine and dense annual rings, record the long history of the mountain, and also collect your own immortal legend.

Eagles can't reach heights, that's God's domain!

By embedding the mountain in its name, you have the hope of reaching the heights, pointing the pilgrimage to the summit, and you write refuge into your resume. You are the naked son of Changbai Mountain, and Changbai Mountain is your soul. You are the tree, standing in the posture of Yue Birch! With the white head, you are the most spectacular scenery and miracle on Changbai Mountain!

Author: Zhang Yingchun is a member of the Liaoning Writers Association. He is a member of the Guangdong Short Fiction Society.

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