Breaking through the eastern part of the country, from the Zhengrong Mountain Road to the crowded market towns, this scene seems familiar and unique. Watching the wooden handlers in sheepskin jackets step by step out of the mountains, carrying iron axes on their shoulders, and the cowhide under their feet were covered with mud, as if telling their hardships and tenacity.
When it comes to timber, Changbai Mountain has been a treasure trove of forests since ancient times. Precious resources such as red pine, purple shirt and birch grow here, and the Yalu River provides a convenient waterway for timber transportation. Since the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, the timber of Changbai Mountain has become the main source of fleet construction, which can be said to be indispensable.
However, the implementation of the Qing Dynasty's ban policy allowed the accumulation of timber resources in Changbai Mountain, and it was not until the Qing government began to gradually lift the ban that timber development gradually began. Various government-run and non-governmental logging organizations have emerged one after another, providing a broad space for the development of the wooden handlers in the eastern part of the country.
In this logging season, the handlers show an indomitable spirit. They work in the mountains, facing great challenges and dangers, but they still persevere, just to earn a silver ocean, just to enjoy a season of comfort and freedom after descending the mountain.
However, the life of the wooden handle was not easy. They toiled in the bitter cold, sweating during the day and enduring cold and discomfort at night. The temperature in the wooden house is uneven, and the fire roasting and cold alternate, so that the wooden handlers struggle between cold and heat every night, and life is like torment.
Even so, the handles are tenacious. In the face of the hardships of life, they still laugh at the predicament, just to earn that share of silver, that share of freedom. They may seek a little excitement in the gambling game, or they may enjoy some leisure in the inn, but no matter what, they are trying to live and fight for their tomorrow.
Time has passed, the years have changed, but the spirit of the wooden handlers has always been passed on in this land of Kanto. Whether they are cutting wood with an axe or digging for survival, they have left their footprints on this land and have become an indispensable part of this land.