Xiaolangdi of the Yellow River

In July of early summer, I came to Xiaolangdi of the Yellow River. Our hotel is about ten miles from Xiaolangdi. Regardless of the fatigue of the journey, everyone unanimously decided to go to Xiaolangdi, guarding such good resources and the road is so close. I'm so glad you came.

The car winds in the mountains, and the scenery is panoramic: the mountains are covered with green, and the wide Yellow River winds in the mountains. At this moment, she is like a quiet virgin, especially gentle and considerate, with water in her arms and water in her arms, babbling. As the old saying goes, the Yellow River has nine bends and eighteen bends. I don't know how many detours I have to make in this section alone. The Yellow River entered the lower reaches after passing through Jin Meng in Luoyang, and it only showed its greatness after running for more than 3,000 kilometers. In Kaifeng, the river gradually slows down and silts up, forming a famous river on the ground for many years, and then flows into the Bohai Sea all the way through Shandong.

After passing a commanding height, the bus went down all the way and finally came to the outside of the dam. There is a thick green landscape, and trees and grasslands decorate several flat places surrounded by mountains. Seeing that it was getting late, I hurried a few steps, bought a ticket and entered the park. Inside and outside are two completely different worlds. The hardened road surface is covered with loess, the leaves of the green French phoenix tree are covered with loess, and so is the grass. Even the air is yellow, and there is a strong earthy smell in the air. There was a deafening whistle in the distance. It is said that at this time of the year, it is the season of sediment control in Xiaolangdi Yellow River. "Water and sediment regulation" is to regulate the reservoir flow and make it deposit on the Yellow River and the Yellow River.

From a distance, the dam was built in the narrowest part of the two mountains, which made good use of the mountain. The dam is150m high and1~ 2km wide, just like a giant standing in front of us, guiding us to visit.

"You didn't see how the water of the Yellow River moved out of the sky and into the ocean, never to return." At this time, the Yellow River was in front of you, and the water gushed from the dam foundation in the northwest corner and went straight to the sky of more than 20 meters. Turbid waves pass through the air and beat the coast, making a magnificent sound. With the floating water vapor, the smell of loess is more intense. The observation deck on the bank of dam foundation is covered with loess without exception.

It has been my dream for many years to approach the Yellow River and listen to its rushing sound. Crossing the bridge across the middle of the two banks, I felt the passion of the Yellow River under my feet, and my blood was boiling and my heart was stirring. For thousands of years, people have been watching and eulogizing the Yellow River, and the waves have found heroes and sang from ancient times to the present.

Walking along the river bank, the surging river is also rushing eastward to make a permanent appointment. There is no stop for a minute here, but endless yellow sand is deposited on the river bed, leaving the yellow sand in this affectionate land and flowing into every guest's insides, which makes us sons and daughters of the Yellow River worthy of the name.

The magnificent scenery of Xiaolangdi resettlement project is recorded in affectionate words and engraved with patterns by the ingenuity of a generation of engineers. Mountains and rivers sound, sound in the ear, in mind; Merit is silent, shining in history and spreading through the ages.

Being close to gay people is even more timid and afraid to speak loudly. Only "Huanglong" dances high, earth-shattering, deafening, with dense water vapor and thicker loess. Water rushed out of the dam foundation and choked into the river like flying sand and stones, then splashed and bounced, and then rushed to an altitude of more than 20 meters, splashing and hazy water vapor, and everything was covered with dust. The waves rolled, up and down, swinging from side to side, glowing with golden light, wave upon wave.

Without exception, everyone is taking photos and videos, and only the waves of the Yellow River can be heard.