Huang Tupo's Feilong Prose

Friend, have you ever been to northern Shaanxi? Have you ever seen the loess high slope stretching for six or seven hundred miles? Or, more specifically, have you ever seen the endless ups and downs of the loess high slope, "The earth blooms in April, and the loess high slope begins to blossom"? Have you ever experienced the fresh, magical changes and refreshing thoughts in every river, every ridge, every beam, every mountain village, every forest and every cave in just over five hours? If you like, I will accompany you to visit northern Shaanxi by train.

Of course, to take advantage of such scenes and magical changes, we must feel relaxed and full of thoughts. Sitting on the train is far from our goal. Only when we are on the front of the train and fly through the clouds like a dragon can we truly understand and feel it.

It was in an accidental multiplication formula that I discovered the magical changes and characteristics of the loess high slope in northern Shaanxi.

When I boarded the cab of an express bus bound for Xi 'an from Suide Station, when the train slowly accelerated and began to break through the clouds, it took off like a dragon on the loess high slope. I feel like riding a dragon and driving through the clouds. Flying trees, rivers, villages, slopes and caves. Let me add the ambition of "sometimes riding the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" to the comfort of "reading all the spring scenery in the world".

Looking at both sides, the rolling loess high slope has no end. Although there is a slope full of light yellow and green, the main color is still yellow, just like our skin and a yellow carpet decorated with green. Rows of weeping willows by the river have become beautiful scenery on this yellow carpet, more like the hair of a young girl in spring under the breeze, fluttering slightly and fragrant and attractive. Especially the peach blossoms and pear blossoms all over the hillside are more like the pink cheeks and pearls embedded in the head of a spring girl, which are both beautiful and elegant. At this time, if you pay a little attention, you will find pieces of newly developed land on the hillside and by the river, yellow, bright, new and flat. So complete, so fertile. More like a smooth and soft satin, it is the land that farmers have just plowed in spring, bearing the hope of a year, and it is also the most beautiful picture painted by farmers on the loess high slope.

Drive the dragon soaring on the loess high slope, and you will see all the beautiful pictures. Farmers are herding sheep or walking on mountain roads, grazing on hillsides, or chasing rivers. The shepherd boy is driving the cattle, singing folk songs and chasing them by the mountain village, and the laughter on the back of the cattle can be heard everywhere; Farmers plow the fields on the sloping fields, holding bullwhip in their hands, and the shouts of turning over and plowing the fields echo; The peasant women were holding their children, and take off your coat was nursing, sitting in front of their caves, watching the chickens peck at the dogs, the sheep eat grass and the dragonfly flies. These scenes, scenes and phenomena either emerge from a ravine or from a ravine together. For you, it's just a blink of an eye, and you've seen everything.

However, although these landscapes are constantly changing, they dazzle you like magic. But the constant has become the eternal theme of the loess high slope, that is, the caves carved on the half slope. It seems that northern Shaanxi can't live without caves, and caves can't live without northern Shaanxi. The two are inseparable. No matter how the dragon takes off, how it crosses the high slope, and how it flashes through the tunnel, the cave will always become an unchanging landscape in front of you. Even if some caves are dilapidated, the newly-built bungalows are still presented by the doors and windows of the caves. No wonder, who wants to throw away their business cards.

Flying a dragon on the Loess Plateau, you will feel that you are flying with Miss Chun, or that you are witnessing how Miss Chun dyed the Loess Plateau in northern Shaanxi a little green. When the car came out of Suide, Miss Chun only miserly dyed the twigs of weeping willows by the river and the village green, just sent a little bud to peach blossoms and pear blossoms on the slopes, and only sent a little bud to trees and weeds in ravines and gullies. When the dragon flew over Yan 'an, Miss Chun began to splash ink. Without a trace of stingy pigment, all the streets and alleys of Yan 'an were painted with spring scenery and spring flowers at once. Draw the big and small mountains around Yan' an city lush. Although it is the result of artificial greening, it is also a masterpiece deliberately painted by teacher Chun. Maybe she also knows that this holy place deserves special treatment. So that this treatment will continue slowly until it walks out of the high slope of northern Shaanxi. Blend with the lush green on the plain.

At this time, what you witness is not only the change of seasons, but also the change of rhythm. Imagine who will see the magic of natural imagination in just a few hours.

Tracing back to the source, I quickly got my wild horse back. Look at two parallel silver lines extending forward. The dragon on my head flies on these two shiny silver lines.

On these two silver lines, the busy figure of railway workers and the orderly operation order on modern railways can be seen everywhere. Looking forward along these two silver lines, the sleepers under the two silver lines move backwards as fast as electronic display numbers, which makes you dazzled and unrecognizable. And every time you don't go far, you will find the patrolman standing far by the railway side, holding a small flag to welcome the arrival of the dragon. Or the signalmen and road maintenance workers who are working get off early, line up neatly and watch the dragon fly by. Or the waiter dressed neatly, fearless, smartly greeted the arrival of the dragon with standard movements, and watched the dragon go away with a serious face. Every time I see this, my blood rushes to my heart, and a feeling of reverence arises spontaneously.

How I envy my lovely railway colleague.

At the same time, I feel extremely proud and proud. I am proud of my status as a railway worker and my railway work.

Without these two silver lines and the railway workers who made selfless contributions to them, I would not have taken off on the loess high slope in a dragon, nor would I have seen the beautiful spring scenery of the loess high slope in one day.

May this dragon soar in the Loess Plateau forever, bringing prosperity and hope to the gullies, gullies and beams in the Loess Plateau.