Drum wave love
Author: Liu Guangbin Recitation: Qiao Nan
A person always has a lot of idle dreams in his life that are arbitrary, even whimsical. Saying that it is an idle dream, it is actually a kind of expectation and yearning, which psychologists call meditation, which is intended to eliminate distractions and converge the mind, let beautiful things occupy the spiritual homeland, and satisfy temporary psychological relief. Because it is a "nothing wrong" dream of playing, no one will pay attention to its results. But life is like a drama, and some idle dreams have been arranged in your fate sooner or later, more or less, and have become real dreams and beautiful dreams! Thirty-eight years ago, the chief of the division cadre section sent me to accompany a retired veteran cadre on a business trip to the Fuzhou Military Region at that time, and had the honor of seeing the magnificent style of the sea in the southeast of The Gulangyu Island of Xiamen. After staying in the arid northwest loess plateau for a long time, I was even excited to see the creeks and rivers, not to mention that I really saw the blue and boundless sea, which was enough for me to proudly blow in front of my comrades-in-arms for many years. I never thought that when I no longer hoped to toss and turn and let the grass have no way, the idle dream of missing the sea and yearning for the beautiful scenery that remained was once again a perfect dream decades later. What's even more amazing is that my residence is just opposite Gulangyu Island. Long goodbye reunion such as meeting the first love when I was young, when my sideburns were already pale, so I used the passion of my blood to breathe, day after day, day after day, devoutly close, one after another deeply devoted, so that the pure sky, the immeasurable sea, the warm sunshine, and the golden beach will always stay in my heart!
The second first time did not stop the hurried footsteps, did not carefully examine its graceful charm, the blue sky, the flat sea, the shuttle of boats, the uplifted islands, the gentle breeze, the meandering riverbank, the golden beach, just the outline of the overall impression left in excitement and passion. Only when you are familiar and familiar enough will it give back to your unique charm and reverie. For example, sea water, seemingly soft and boneless, can sometimes become imposing, huge waves, seemingly colorless and odorless, but sometimes can sprinkle out thousands of miles of green fields, rice and incense. The mountains that rise up on the sea, some called islands, some called islands, all carry the word "mountain". Without serious research, it may be that the larger people call it an island, such as Hainan Island, Xiamen Island, and Chongming Island. Smaller islands are called islands, such as Xiaocai Island, Gulang Island, and Elephant Island. The sea is bone-chilling and colorful because of the bulge of the island, and the island is solemn and steadfast because of the entrustment of the sea. The sea in Xiamen is also nothing special, and there are many islands that extend outward from the coast and rise on the surface of the sea, which is a typical inland sea. The sea water is mixed with the river water, and it is not so clear and transparent, and it can only penetrate two or three meters deep at a glance. But its charm is not here, but in a string of insurmountable desperate situations, a heavy and unparalleled magnificence! In the early morning, the sun that spews out from the open sea rises much earlier than the southwest hometown, open the curtains to see the first rays of sunlight gently sprinkled on the sea surface and the island supported by the sea, this charming beauty is naturally projected on me, urging me to carry a kind of extraordinary obsession, afraid that the beautiful scenery will quietly slip away from the side at a beautiful time, while the city has not yet fully woken up, leisurely through the bay park, enjoying the sea breeze with the warm sun, the sea surface surrounded by gorgeous islands into the heart.
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Every time I stand on the shore, I always want to look back at the good memories stored in my brain decades ago, but every time I feel lonely, I can hardly see the sea and sky junction at first faintly appearing, and then slowly floating towards me, and it is no longer possible to see the small fishing boat with white sails moving freely. Instead, they were filled with containers of cargo ships that fluttered like hills, or motorized boats dragging long white waves.
Loneliness is because of nostalgia. Too nostalgic is easy to make the pattern smaller and the field of vision narrower. Bacon said that the most expansive thing on land is the ocean, what is broader than the ocean is the sky, and what is broader than the sky is the human feeling. Because the intervening decades coincide with the magnificent development of the motherland and the ever-changing scene of the hinterland, let alone the forefront of reform and opening up? The pattern is actually a kind of mind, the mind is broad, like the sea, vast and boundless, in order to embrace the sea. What about feelings? I think it should also be an attachment as deep, pure and unique as the sea.
The first time I encountered Gulangyu Island, the intuitive feeling was exquisite and charming- the sea garden in full bloom in all seasons, the architectural expo formed by a thousand villas in China and abroad, the sound of a thousand pianos and pianos around the beams, and even a trail, a big tree, and a brick and stone can contain historical storms, telling a brilliant and profound string of stories. This unrepeatable out-of-print beauty exudes a journey through thick history, exudes elegance and wealth, and brings together multicultural characteristics. However, when you live here for a long time, the place where you meet every day, it will be easy to gradually dilute the glitz in front of you, which is a kind of behavior habit and psychological needs of people, like a towering tree on the shore, look at the first glance of surprise, you will carefully look at its appearance, the time from its side every day, you may not care about its appearance, then you will feel that it is more poetic to see its reflection in the water.
There are more than 40 small attractions in sigulangyu island, and I am fascinated by the legendary gulang stone found by the ancient fisherman on the south side of the island, that is, the drum-like sound made by the waves lapping at the rock hole, from which the name of Gulangyu Island comes from. The iconic Gulang Stone is very famous, attracting outsiders to watch it in an endless stream, but it is snubbed by the locals, and the reason for the snub is that the Gulang Stone on the beach often looks at the sea and sighs, and it is impossible to perform in vain, only when the tide rises, most of the Gulang Stone is submerged by the sea, which will support the fisherman's discovery. According to the locals, the drums of the stone are not heard by everyone, nor can they be heard every day, only a few people with connections can take advantage of the excitement and return satisfactorily, which depends on the amplitude of the tide at that time, the waves blown by the sea breeze, the small number of people gathered on the spot, and more importantly, it depends on whether you have a chance. Thirty-eight years ago in the early winter of one day, stayed in the botanical garden under the tiger garden hotel courtyard jasmine fragrance, the first rising warm sun and high light, God seems to know our intentions, once to Gulangyu Island unexpectedly encountered the tide surging up, but from the Gulangshi there are about two or three meters away, due to the slow rise of the sea, plus there is another itinerary, did not stay long, and listen to the drum wave sound rubbed shoulder to shoulder. But the passage of time did not make me forget the seemingly non-existent, looming drumming sound, so that in the past two years I have visited three times in succession, but I have not been able to achieve my wishes. Later, I carefully pondered, which just confirmed the old saying "if you don't owe each other, how can you meet: if you meet, fate will cause it", I didn't hear it, it was kung fu that didn't arrive, kung fu didn't come, and chance was difficult to achieve. In fact, fate is waiting in mutual watch. The waiting in life is a burning flame, and the flame of life is not extinguished. It's like listening to the heavenly sound of Dunhuang Mingsha Mountain. Mingsha Mountain on the edge of the crescent spring, a beautiful streamlined silhouette formed by yellow sand accumulation and unchanging, has become a rare work carved by nature gods, and has become a sand sea scenery for tourists to watch. During the day, camel caravans and tourists trample on the ridges of sand mountains, sliding thousands of tons of yellow sand down the slopes. At night, a mysterious wind from the bottom up pushes the quicksand to the top of the mountain intact, and naturally forms a well-defined curve. It is precisely these tens of millions of years of precisely oriented desert strange winds that have completely preserved Mr. Yu Qiuyu's crescent-shaped "Hidden Springs of the Sand Sea". And the sound of sand is when the wind rolls the yellow sand up the mountain, I don't know whether it is the symphony of the wind blowing sand or the movement and friction of the sand and sand, anyway, the sound is very light and soft. I worked for nine years 400 kilometers away from Dunhuang, at least five or six times to accompany guests to visit Mogaojiao, Crescent Spring and Mingsha Mountain, and almost every time I had to take guests to listen to the legendary whining of sand in the evening or after the sky was dark, but each time I was disappointed. Finally, a few years later, when I was revisiting my hometown before I retired, because I had arranged the time all by myself, I insisted unwillingly not to see the Yellow River, and that night was close to midnight, accompanied by a cold mysterious wind, I leaned over my ear to the quicksand, and only then did I really hear the wind blowing the sand that I was struggling to find.
Five views of the sea or do the sea article, everyone's interests and hobbies are different. Some appreciate the grandeur of the sea, some like the white sails on the sea surface; some love the pure match of the sea and the sky, some prefer a seat of man clouds gently skimming by; some are intoxicated by the unique beauty of the island, some are fond of the shocking picture of the wind pushing the waves; some are keen on driving boats to plough the waves, some are left behind in the unique architecture of the South Sea style on the island; some love to see the toughness and length of the seawall, some are keen on the waves of the beach; some like the circling of seabirds, and some share the fishing anglers to catch the fishing rod Some are greedy for rare raw seafood, and some like to wander the commercial streets by the sea. Of course, there are also people who like to watch the lively night in the daytime and listen to the sound of the waves, swim in the sea to chop the waves or pull up their pants to pick up shellfish... But I especially like to watch the tide rise and fall of the sea. The philosophy of the rivers is not to give up day and night, the philosophy of the mountains is not to live in the bright moon, and the philosophy of the sea is frank and open. I am convinced that the sea is alive, that it can call, that it can move, that it can feel. And what best reflects its exuberant vitality is the surge of ocean currents formed by the huge energy hidden in the seabed, just like the blood vessels hidden in the human skin, constantly transporting energy to promote the surging of the ocean. High tide is the highest state of viewing the sea. You can watch the waves of white foam on the beach soaking in the white sand that has been dried by the sun, or you can watch the granite steps near the pier being washed away by the waves until the locations you set in your heart are ruthlessly engulfed one by one. At high tide, the sea water is sometimes even as powerful as a thousand horses, but the speed of the tide is slow, because the big waves that rush forward are often swept away by the waves. So repeated for several hours, the state of mind is also like the waves of the sea high and low, fast and slow grinding, tormenting, in the rise and fall of blood pressure and the action of unconsciously irresistible natural forces, the sea surface is magically four or five meters higher than the low tide, in the firm and tired cycle, completed the whole process of the tide. Without a considerable amount of time to lay the groundwork, if you do not bother to observe the accumulation, you cannot appreciate another form of existence of the sea spawned by the ebb and flow of the sea - the well-behaved charm of the lake and the sea is enchanting the citizens, the beauty of tourists, and it has become another place for me to observe the ebb and flow of the sea. They built grand projects, using the ebb and flow of the tide to connect the sea with large and small lakes, forming a gentle and flexible lake and island in the city, much like Amsterdam in the Netherlands and Venice Water City in Italy. Close to my residence, I have to visit Yundang Lake, Egret Island and Nanhu Park almost every day, like a corridor of green painting and flowers that stretches for several kilometers, embedded in the core main city. The lake water is introduced by opening the gate at high tide, through the artificial and natural channels into the side lake, flowing for several kilometers and then pouring into the main lake, and then opening the gate to release water at low tide, so that its sea water becomes lake water, lake water into living water, always in a circulating flow state, provoking groups of egrets to nest on the island in the lake, attracting citizens to play and never return. This is the affection of the sea, pouring the gentle blue waves into the downtown area and into people's hearts. The city is beautiful because of it, and time is gentle because of it.
Don't forget to make friends with the locals who enjoy the sea and watch the sea all day long, especially if outsiders can integrate into you one day earlier, you will have more leisure fun, and even more wonderful life. Without their (her) devout introduction, you will not know the tragic history and family history of their ancestors working in Nanyang entrepreneurship, you will not know the difficult pronunciation of the daily language of the Minnan people, you will not know whether the seafood is farmed or wild, the price is real or the deceptive steaming or boiling, you will not know the law of the rising and falling tide of the sea and the trick to prevent typhoons; without their (her) full blowing, you will not know the custom of minnan girls marrying and holding a banquet to receive the bride price and make a cave house. You won't know the names of the fish-hunting white hemp flowers by the lake, the black long-billed tall birds; without their (her) blind blowing, you won't know that the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family's head with half a million yuan of smallpox did not quit early the next morning, slipping away, you will not know the lilac news that the men who collected waste products were outside looking for two little three and giving birth to a baby... Next to the red sponge paved trail in the tropical plant forest by the sea, municipal works have built many granite tables and stools for people to relax, always occupied by piles of elderly men and women who do not care about the cost of time. There is a table of people who are particularly eye-catching, they are a fixed composition of people, fixed positions, fixed beautifully dressed women, snacks on the table are almost always stacked, and birds in the hungry trees are clamoring and jumping on the branches. They seem to have no men, no children and grandchildren, not even everything in the world, only themselves. Their happiness is contagious, sometimes I take the initiative to say hello, sometimes they also take the initiative to give up their seats or introduce or deliver their own fried fried dried snacks and some dried fruit snacks. Every time the greeting came, and then they pulled out their hearts and lungs to rise up in the south of the sea endlessly, and the laughter and applause drowned out the waves of the sea, and sometimes even startled the egrets that were foraging. Writing this, I would like to conclude with two love poems from a famous person who cannot remember—I would say I love you before language was invented; I knew it was ten thousand years before time was invented.
About the author: Liu Guangbin, pen name: a clumsy pen, Sichuan, often living in Chengdu, Xiamen, engaged in many years of writing work, his theory, research, news articles are often favored by the central and provincial newspapers and periodicals. Occasionally toddler in the Literary Garden, he has seen many essays and essays, which are seen on the newspaper network and left his name on the competition list.
Anchor profile: Qiao Nan, pen name Lou Lan Twilight Xue, likes to sing, read, dubbing, photography, sports (running, cycling). Motto: Those who have the ambition can accomplish things, break the cauldron and sink the boat, one hundred and two Qin Chuan will eventually belong to Chu, the bitter heart of the people will not bear the burden, the salary will taste the guts, and the three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu.
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