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- The Wuxiu Reservoir at night has long since lost the scenery of the breeze blowing and the blue waves rippling.
The reservoir is out of stock water. The mud at the bottom of the library was so sun-dried that it cracked wide cracks. At the widest point, one foot can step in.
? This reservoir, which once burst its embankment and blew thousands of miles away, has regained its vitality under the tenure of Yuan Shanhu. The newly built dam is much wider than in the past, and paved with asphalt.
The tourism route of one mountain, one river and one river planned by the Maoshan County Tourism Bureau perfectly planned the Wuxiu Reservoir into the Yunwu Mountain Scenic Area. An asphalt road connecting Yunwu Mountain and Wuxiu Reservoir closely connects the mountain and the water.
Today, people who come to Maoshan to travel, Yunwu Mountain and Wuxiu Reservoir are must-see tourist attractions. The two places have opened tourist buses, forming a tourism plan of staying overnight in Yunwu Mountain and visiting Wuxiu Lake in the morning.
On Wuxiu Mountain, morning bells and evening drums have long been erected. Regrettably, the Wuxiu Temple has not been approved for reconstruction because it has no historical basis.
Maoshan County built a water park with complete facilities in Wuxiu Reservoir. The water park has attracted countless tourists who come here admiringly, which has driven the farmhouse projects around Wuxiu Reservoir.
However, this severe drought brought the Wuxiu Reservoir back to the dismal state it was when the embankment broke.
Standing on the dam of the Wuxiu Reservoir, the wind blowing in front of you brushed your body like fire.
Liu Sicheng, Yuan Shanhu and Qin Guang stood behind Xu Yishan, watching Wuxiu Reservoir silently with him in the night.
There is a moon tonight, and the moonlight is like water.
Liu Sicheng was the first to speak, "Secretary Xu, it's inconvenient tonight, why don't we come back at dawn?"
Qin Guang echoed Liu Sicheng's opinion, and persuaded Xu Yishan in a low voice: "Secretary Xu, we have prepared all the equipment you want. You have been running for a day, and you should take a rest."
They learned from Kong Ye that after Xu Yishan came from Chenzhou City, he went straight to Wuxiu Reservoir without stopping for a moment. In other words, they didn't even bother to eat dinner.
Hearing Liu Sicheng and Qin Guang's words, Xu Yishan said cheerfully: "Okay, rest."
Xu Yishan has no plan to go back to Maoshan County, and there is a guest house in the Wuxiu Reservoir Management Office. This is something he knew when he inspected the county's water conservancy in the past. Although the Reservoir Management Office was once disbanded because the reservoir broke down. But after the reservoir was rebuilt, the original management office was established again.
The guest house has limited space and cannot accommodate so many people at once.
So, at Xu Yishan's insistence, Qin Guang accompanied Liu Sicheng and the others back to the county to rest. Originally, he asked Yuan Shanhu to go back to the county together, but Yuan Shanhu firmly disagreed, so he had no choice but to let her stay.
After simply eating something, Xu Yishan suddenly wanted to go to Wuxiu Mountain.
Both Deng Bin and Kong Ye scrambled to accompany him, but Yuan Shanhu stopped them.
Yuan Shanhu said: "You two have worked hard this journey, so go to rest early. I'll just go up the mountain with Secretary Xu. Don't worry, I will return Secretary Xu to you all."
Yuan Shanhu borrowed two strong flashlights, and the two of them quietly went to Wuxiu Mountain in the middle of the reservoir without taking anyone with them.
The bottom of the library has been dry and hardened for a long time. When I step on it, the sharp mud makes the soles of my feet hurt.
Xu Yishan was in front, followed by Yuan Shanhu, and he arrived at the foot of Wuxiu Mountain in a short while.
Someone built a path up the mountain to make it easier for people who ring bells and drums to go up and down.
The morning bell and evening drum sounded again in Wuxiu Mountain, becoming the most famous scenic spot in Maoshan tourism.
It is said that no matter how depressed a person is, as long as he hears the morning bell and evening drum of Wuxiu Mountain, the shadows in his heart can be driven away. Therefore, there is a famous landscape in Wuxiu Reservoir. Every time when the morning bell and evening drum are about to ring, countless people will gather on the dam of Wuxiu Reservoir.
They clasped their hands in prayer to the sound of the bell, and prayed for peace in the twilight drum.
Yuan Shanhu broke the silence and said, "Secretary Xu, do you know the legend about the morning bell and evening drum in Wuxiu Mountain?"
Xu Yishan turned his head to look at her and said: "When I first came to Wuxiu Reservoir to investigate, I heard the sound of drums, as if they were beating on my heart, and I always wanted to cry."
Yuan Coral pursed her lips and smiled, jokingly said: "It turns out that Secretary Xu is also a sentimental person!"
Xu Yishan shook his head and said: "It's not that I'm sentimental, but that the sound of the drum is like magic. After hearing it, it has been lingering in my ears, and I can't dispel it at all."
Yuan Shanshan sighed softly and said, "I didn't believe it at first. After I came here several times to listen to the morning bell and evening drum, I realized that the rumors were true. Now, as long as I am in a bad mood or I miss someone, I will Someone will come and listen quietly."
Xu YiHe smiled and said, "You are the one who is sentimental."
Yuan Shanhu didn't deny it, she said softly: "You don't know how painful it is when you miss someone."
Xu Yishan understood the meaning of her words, but he pretended not to understand anything, teasing her and said: "Xiao Yuan, there is something I really need to remind you. You can't put all your energy on work Now, you should consider your personal life-long events."
Yuan Shanhu smiled wryly and said, "What important things do I have in my life? Doesn't Secretary Xu know that I am an unmarriageist?"
"Your idea is wrong." Xu Yishan said seriously: "What is non-marriageism? That's an excuse and an irresponsible thought. If everyone thinks like this, how can human beings continue to reproduce?"
Yuan Coral remained silent. After a while, she raised her head, and under the moonlight, she could clearly see the glittering and translucent teardrops on her face.
"The person I love cannot belong to me." She sighed softly, "I have not been born to you, but I have passed away after I gave birth to you."
Xu Yishan smiled while concealing the panic in his heart: "Oh, Xiao Yuan can also recite poems and make right decisions. I think there are too many choices in this world. The most important thing for a person to learn is to adapt to the environment. If you hang your whole life in one This is a very irrational behavior. Haven't you read that there is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village in the shadow of the willows and flowers?"
"That's his village, not mine. It's no longer possible for my village to accept a new tourist."
The night wind blows, and there is a coolness on the face.
Under the moonlight, Wuxiu Mountain is like a crouching monster, looking coldly at this world full of fireworks.
Xu Yishan was silent for a moment and said: "Go up the mountain!"
For Xu Yishan, he knows Wu Xiushan too well. From the first time he met the old monk Wuxiu, to his father Xu barefootedly deciding to become a monk, the number of times he has been to Wuxiu Mountain is already countless.
Wuxiu Mountain is a legend, there are too many stories here.
In the past, going up the mountain had to rely on small boats. And from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is no way to go. When the old monk Wuxiu was around, people would know that the old monk was well when they heard the morning bell and evening drum every day.
After the old monk passed away, the bells and drums on the mountain never sounded again.
When there are morning bells and evening drums, people respect the old monk and know that he does not like to contact ordinary people in the world. People don't move forward. After the old monk left, all kinds of ghost stories about Wuxiu Mountain were flying all over the sky, and people rarely went up the mountain because of awe.
Wuxiu Mountain stands alone between the heaven and the earth, watching the prosperity of the world, and spending spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Later, the Wuxiu Mountain bell and drum were stolen. The sound of bells and drums deep in the souls of generations can no longer be heard.
?Until Huangshan was investigated, Huang Daling returned to China and surrendered. Only then did the bells and drums see the light of day again. When the bells and drums that had been deposited for five years sounded again, everyone burst into tears.
Without the old monk Wuxiu, Wuxiu Mountain seems to have no skeleton. Without the bells and drums of Wuxiu Mountain, Wuxiu Mountain would lose its soul.
Today, the bells and drums are ringing again, but the old monk has never seen again.
Xu Yishan suddenly felt a trace of sadness in his heart. He thought of the rough picture that Dad Xu left behind bare feet in his pocket, wasn't it the huge rock behind the Wuxiu Temple?
The sitting cylinder of the old monk when he passed away was hidden under the boulder.
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