Mountains easystay

Preface: recently, netizens have been asking me where I am? I said hiding in the remote mountains. They either don’t believe it or are confused. In my spare time today, I will write this article to let everyone know about my life in the mountains. Preface: In last August, Shaanxi Qinglan Expressway project has been completed. I began to transfer to the construction site of Sichuan Bada Railway in September. I walked into Sichuan with two long scooters pulling equipment. I experienced some accidents on the way, but finally I successfully arrived at the construction site in Pingchang county, Sichuan province, and started my life in the mountains. Main body the long car went smoothly along the highway. I woke up from the sleep of the co-pilot seat. The road into the river was in front of me. As expected, there were many mountains all the way. The car didn’t go through tunnels, it is crossing the viaducts between the two mountains. The Sunrise wakes up from the haze of the dark night and lights up our way forward through the morning fog. Dozens of meters below the left side are the roofs of families, while on the right side are the mountains which are surprised to meet each other. The cars are walking in the clouds at the foot of the mountain. When I was young, I always yearned for Shushan when I played the legend of the Swordsman. I thought it was a fantastic place, and maybe there was a seclusion of the Swordsman. For example, after the 30th of this year, although the reality was smooth and sharp, knowing that Shushan had been occupied by Buddhism for a long time, he still didn’t give up that romantic emotion, and Shushi was also the hometown of Li Bai and Su Shi. This mountain and this water can produce such ancient literati, I am afraid that it is also the place of Zhong Lingyu. And Sichuan is now also a famous beauty producing area nationwide. Based on this point, I was also full of excitement and longing for entering Sichuan and woke up from my sleep. This time I slept in the trunk of the last eight wheels, because it was difficult to enter the construction site at night, I just slept in the trunk for a whole night. I hadn’t slept in the open air for a long time. Seeing the stars all over the sky at night reminded me of the flat top of my home in summer. I was awakened by a call in the morning, and I didn’t know if the mountain people were looking for his lost sheep. Standing up and looking around, the morning fog covered the green mountain forest, but as the sun gradually rose, they also ran up along the hillside like frightened sheep. There was a curved river at the foot of the mountain far away. The river was green and quiet, and there were even boats with double paddles sailing in the river. It made me suddenly see the river in my hometown, which was so green and poetic. Maybe this is the landscape of Sichuan, which did not disappoint me. In fact, our construction site is still in a place called Yuanbao village in Jianshan Township. To Jianshan township, there was a narrow revolving cement road, less than six meters, and there was no shoulder on both sides, so two big cars could not meet each other. After we arrived, we helped them to cover some sections of the road, so we were quite careful when they met. We missed the gap between wearing a few centimeters, and the road to the village was also the same, what’s more, it was only four meters. When the two cars met each other, they were very careful, but the big cars were not allowed to pass. So we had to widen and level one of their old roads. However, there are often trucks that send materials slide down the road, asking us to rescue them. Jianshan Township is a small town built on the top of the mountain, with only a narrow cement street less than long. There are several grocery stores on both sides, a telecom business department, a health center and a barber shop. There is a middle school at the other end of the street. There is a Y-shaped fork at the gate of the middle school. The place is relatively large, so every time people from the second, fifth and eighth mountains come to the fair, they exchange some surplus agricultural and sideline products at home, most of which are vegetables, chickens and ducks, therefore, there are also some stalls selling some cheap small items at the fair. This was the busiest time in Jianshan Township, and the shops on both sides were really busy for a while. However, if there were no market days, the streets would naturally be deserted. A guest with a foreign accent could be recognized by them at a glance. It is half an hour’s drive from Pingchang county to Jianshan village, while it is half an hour’s drive from Jianshan village to Yuanbao village. This is not to say that the journey is almost the same, but half of the road to Yuanbao village is rugged dirt road, the road is built along the ridge, and the car is relaxing on it, just like walking on the mountain top. The Provincial Road to Dazhou is several hundred meters below one side, and we can see the vehicles below are really like beetles. The following white strip is the Ba River that I saw early in the morning, bending along the mountain. The opposite side is also a high mountain. In the morning, there is always white mist tied to the neck of the mountain like a hada, which makes the scenery of the mountain like a fairy cloud. Yuanbao village is a small village in the mountain, and the mountain people are scattered in the forest everywhere. Open a few mu of rice fields in places with water in the mountains, and plant corn in places without water. This is their food ration for a year, and generally there is nothing extra to sell. Every family planted some vegetables along every available edge ridge to provide meals. Although the village is called Yuanbao, it is a barren village. Except for a few mountain people who have two-story flat-top houses, many people still have houses built in loess, and the earth walls have cracked over the years, the young men and women among the villagers naturally went out to work, unwilling to turn back. While at home, there are some old people and women who live a poor and natural life with sunrise and sunset. Of course, it can’t be said that they have no desire at all. The flexible ones can also plant some herbs and raise some fish and ducks. However, due to the inconvenient transportation in the mountains, the limited space and the small scale, they are all small. The family basically raised a local dog, a few chickens, and a few pigs with sweet potatoes. In December, every family killed the fat pigs, in this way, there is no shortage of meat to eat from Spring Festival to Lantern Festival, and some people even eat it for several months. We are going to build a tunnel of nearly 4 kilometers Here. The exit of the tunnel is still in the valley. There is only a narrow and slippery dirt road below, but it is difficult for our construction team to open the road to Fengshan. Several excavators and forklifts were all on the same line, and a smooth passageway was built and paved with cement after the year. In this way, we drove our troops to the Valley, built rows of movable plank houses, and we also had accommodation. It is inconvenient to use water in the mountain. Every family of the mountain people draws thin water pipes from the spring in the mountain to use water in their water tanks. We have no choice but to borrow a water pipe from the mountain people, so send someone up the mountain to connect the water pipe every day. We couldn’t eat the little bit of vegetables, rice, meat and mountain people. So every few days, we drove out to the county to buy some. At first, we worked with a mountain people for several months before we started the fire, we are tired of eating vegetarian food every day, only complaining that monks are not so bitter. Now my own fire is much better. There is meat in the meal, and everyone eats oily, which attracts several dogs and cats nearby to pick up bones and steal meat every day. The project before this year was still normal. Every day, the mountain was blown up and the road was opened, and the Earth was dug to repair the slope, just like every construction site. Sometimes when it rains, they all gather in the room to play cards and gamble. I never gamble, drinking and composing poems alone in the room. During this period, I wrote a lot of poems, all of which were written by watching the scenes in the mountain, it is also the year that I have done the most in recent years. The scenery in the mountain is fresh and natural. I remember that after the Qingming rain, a colleague and I walked along the mountain road together. Through the bamboo forest full of bamboo shoots, walking on the slippery stone steps, looking for beautiful scenery, there may be a few white pear flowers on the roadside, or a golden rape field, we just took a few photos with our mobile phones. My colleague knew several kinds of edible vegetable strings, so he picked them in his mouth and chewed them. I looked around curiously, and saw a strange inscription also stepped forward and touched, and deliberately did not follow the main road, or slipped down along the hillside until the edge of the green tile house; Or walked along the edge of the pond, disturb frog tadpoles. It also surprised some curious ducks and dogs. Then I turned around a house and saw several peach trees, but the peach blossom blossomed a little earlier than the pear flower, which withered and sprinkled in the muddy water, making people feel helpless. In the middle of the year, with the collapse of Liu Zhijun in Beijing, the railway construction sites across the country suddenly changed. Later, Hangzhou-Wenzhou high-speed railway had another accident, which made the situation worse. The country began to reorganize the national railway projects, all the railway projects were affected by this. They were short of money and stopped production one after another. We were also dragged down. Life was no longer easy. We stopped production in May for one month and resumed work in June. We couldn’t do it until September, the construction site was completely shut down in October, so I returned to my hometown in Jiangxi. I lived a pleasant life at home for twenty days, enjoying the happiness of family. Before long, the old man who stayed at the construction site and looked at the equipment didn’t know why he wanted to go home. Maybe he thought that only I could endure this kind of loneliness, and the leader took me back to the construction site to guard the equipment on the construction site until the Spring Festival. So I went back to the mountain and lived a life of seclusion alone. This time when I went to the remote mountains, there were no colleagues living together. I lived alone in a room of the mixing station, getting up and sleeping late every day, watching those silent equipments. There is a computer accompanying me. But there is no internet in the residence, so we can only play some stand-alone games. At first, I also wrote a novel with tens of thousands of words, and soon I felt lack of inspiration in the muddle, but I didn’t write it. Laziness and perseverance may also be the reason why I can’t be a master all the time. Sometimes I also write some small poems, but they are not good because of the limitation of rhyme. There is also a TV, but I don’t like watching it. I only watch the news every morning and evening, and there is nothing to pay attention to except the news. I watched “The wind of martial arts” every Saturday, but it seemed that Wang Hongxiang didn’t fight this year, and Yi Long lost again in New Zealand, which made people lose their spirits. Now the window is facing the mountain. Although it is winter, the mountain here is still green. Pine trees and bamboo forests are lush and luxuriant. If it weren’t for the low temperature of the sun, it is no different from the mountain forest in summer. It is not easy to see the sun in the sky of Sichuan. Most of the days are either haze or rainy, which makes people depressed. A gust of cold wind blew by, and several trees on the high slope also shed countless fallen leaves. The dead leaves were dancing in the wind, and the branches also sighed unwillingly, which made people feel bleak. There was no figure in the mixing station during the day and night, and most of them were quiet, only the wind lifted the ceiling, and the rain rang the sound of iron sheet. At this time, most of me was just watching TV or novels on the bed. It is rare to have a good sunny day, so I took out the moldy bedding of the cat to bask, and heated a bucket of water quickly, Take a bath directly in the sun, because of mastering a skill, I won’t catch a cold even when I am naked in the cold wind. After taking a bath and making a cup of hot soy milk, my body soon becomes warm. Then change all the clothes that haven’t been changed for a long time, wash them clean, and dry them when there is still sunshine, but the mountain is short, and it usually needs to be dried for several days before they are completely dried, in this way, it will be another cycle when the sun comes out next time. The days in the mountains are lonely, and I have been keeping this loneliness all the time. Sometimes I think that this may be the life I am longing for, and I don’t need too much external interference or worldly disputes, if I could really live like an immortal in the valley without desire or desire, then this kind of time would be quite good for me. It’s just that the body is ordinary, and there is still a wife and son at home. I can’t live this kind of life for a long time. Years later, if there is no improvement in the construction site, I think I should change something, or still go back to Shanghai to be my draftsman, not for other reasons, just for money. The affectionate priest worked in Pingchang, Sichuan on December 10th, 2011

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