Four Xiajiang Poems

Great Rivers and Mountains: Four Xiajiang Poems

(1) Baidicheng nostalgia; (2) dreaming of Wushan; (3) The Song of Xiling Gorge; (4) Xiajiang lost his mind.

Author's photo cover illustration: Gu Xiaobo

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(A) the nostalgia of Baidicheng

In February, I went hiking in Qutang and boarded the Bai Di Yun Si Chang.

Why go to Wujiang first? Because the horse in Maicheng lost its hoof?

Trusting an orphan can save the day, and it is difficult to restore Changle's prosperity.

Silent monument heroes hate, leaving the sunset female wall.

(2) Dreaming of Wushan

At the gates of Bai Di, Kuimenxiong, the waves roared and poetry surged.

Independent bow waves with the wind, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon asked the sky.

I heard about Dongting eight hundred miles ago, but now I see the Twelve Peaks in Wushan.

When I woke up, I had arrived at Zhenchuanmen and saw a fisherman in the river.

(3) The Song of Xiling Gorge

Xiling Gorge, long heard of its name. The green hills on both sides of the strait are misty and misty, and the Wan Li River flows all over the world.

Xilingxia, I have long fallen in love with her. 330, Gezhouba, the pearl on the water is bright, sending warmth to thousands of nights.

Xiling gorge, this is our home. Baozhong Island, damming and grand blueprint have been planned, and Gaoxia Pinghu is praised by the world.

Xiling Gorge, Xiling Gorge, you have endless ink paintings, and you have endless legends and myths!

Xiling Gorge, Xiling Gorge, you are the pride of China people, and you are our beautiful home!

(4) Xiajiang Broken Lane

Xiajiang, if there is no thrilling storm, it is gentle as water, isn't it?

Xiajiang, if you don't have scarred scars, is the rushing river too fierce?

Xiajiang, if you don't bravely break through Kuimen, is the arrogant situation not a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?

The author's postscript

1February, 1989, I was ordered to accompany two prosecutors, Xiao and Wang, from the former Yichang County Procuratorate (now Yiling District, Yichang City, Hubei Province) to Tuxiang Town, fengjie county City, Sichuan Province (now Wanzhou District, Chongqing City) on a business trip. Both of them went back and forth by boat.

When we arrived in Fengjie, it happened that the snow closed the mountain, the road was blocked and the bus was blocked. Being trapped in the city is equal to ten days, and I am in a dilemma. Later, I went to the Yangtze River to see the snow-capped mountains from a distance, approached the towering Bai Di, overlooked the natural barrier of Kuimen, and took a photo with Xiao Wang as a souvenir, which instantly turned the feeling of being trapped for more than ten days into a cloud of smoke.

When the time comes, the heart will be devoted to material services, and the material desire will not exist. People are trapped by the environment, and the environment is not self-generated. Only meditation, like a spring, is endless. I have the right to recite a few articles, remember to pack, I will continue to prepare, I will get the fourth article, and I will chat with myself.

Later, in June1994165438+1October 12, Baocheng Nostalgia was published in the third edition of Three Gorges Economic News, a Sichuan newspaper, claiming that it was worth visiting five years ago.