Along the street of the lakeside town to the north, Ligustrum lucidum is arranged on both sides of the road, bauhinia brushed its head, and clusters of gardenias exude fragrance in spring and summer. Crossing the small North Mountain, a big blue lake suddenly appeared at the end of the road. Hebang Road turned a corner, and the northbound vehicles drove onto Lutangba from here.
The dam is rough, and several water restaurants are lined up. They are surrounded by water, and only one long trestle is connected with He Bing Road. Standing on the terrace of the floating restaurant, the view is wide, the sky is blue, the breeze is in my arms, and my whole body is cold. He Bing road is full of traffic, like crucian carp crossing the river, with noisy sirens and dusty rear, while those floating restaurants are flying around on the water, clear and shiny, quietly floating in the clear water and blue sky. Although it is only fireworks, it is somewhat charming.
Eight years ago, I stood on the dam for the first time and watched the scenery. I always felt deja vu. It was not until the past broke the seal of time that I suddenly understood where this feeling of deja vu came from: many years ago, when I was driving along He Bing Road, I passed by. Although motion sickness is dizzy, I still feel bright when I see the fishing village trestle with clear water and blue sky. Did fate know that I was destined for this lake and specially arranged for me to meet it in advance to warm up?
After working for a long time, I also know a lot of legends about Lutang Lake. Some people say that a long time ago, a doe lived alone here after practicing human form, so she was called a deer widow. In order to alleviate the drought, the deer widow designed Liu An, the king of Huainan, to dig a lake, so this water area is called Lutang Lake, which is probably the oldest legend about Lutang Lake. It is also said that Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, played ball games with other generals. When a ball came, the sky collapsed and the smoke dispersed. People found a big lake, Lutang Lake, where the ball fell. It is also said that in the early Ming Dynasty, the richest local man, Lu, borrowed soil and burned bricks here to build the capital, forming a lake, so it was called Lutang, and later it was mistakenly called Lutang. We can find the cause and effect of everything from real life. If the cause and effect are unknown, you can use your imagination to fill in the blanks. Located in Dixiang, the mountains, rivers and aquatic plants are all moved by the light of emperors and generals, and the legends and stories created by imaginative people are beautifully rendered.
Local chronicles call it "Bailutang", which was built in Hongwu period and is a Shui Ze with a history of more than 600 years. I like the name Bailutang, which smells ethereal, pure, auspicious and happy. According to genealogical records, I am a descendant of Zhu in Bailutang County. Is it possible that Zhu Yuanzhang is also a descendant, so I named this lake Bailutang? It should be a large-scale water conservancy project specially built by Zhu Yuanzhang to give back to his hometown and ensure the stability of the capital. The location of the reservoir is extremely appropriate. Here three gentle slopes extend obliquely outward, but there is a gap in the northeast, forming a C-shaped lake bay. People conveniently built artificial dams at the gap, and dozens of square kilometers of precipitation gathered here, forming thousands of acres of lakes.
The old lady who once stood in front of a small building by the lake overlooking Lutang Lake was a devout Christian. She said to me, "God created the world, and it is God's grace that we live by the Lutang Lake." I smiled. People always believe more than they know. Without the participation of wisdom and strength, this is just one of the sources of a tributary of the Huaihe River. The strength of nature and manpower has created Lutang Lake, which is the product of the unity of man and nature!
It seems that the spirituality borrowed from the lake, the idle flowers and weeds born by the lake, the towns and villages located by the lake, and even the legends and stories related to Lutang are all wet and colorful. I often go for a walk by the lake. There are always surprises in the morning breeze, dusk rain, frost and snow.
Three hundred years ago, in the evening when the setting sun was melting gold and clouds were flying around, a man named He Guoxiang rode across the border. What he saw was that "the waves were full of mountains, the algae were still sprouting, the canals were renewed, and there was no grain on an acre. The green embankment blows less smoke at night, and the wheat is sad and the willow is half yellow. So I recorded the scenery with a seven-character poem.
Three hundred years later, in the early morning when the parked horses disappeared in the calm wind and snow, a woman surnamed Zhu came to the snow-capped lake, pushing aside the weeds overhead and facing the vast smoke waves of thousands of acres. The bank is full of snow, the lake is like a mirror, and the trees by the lake are like faint ink. The fluffy snow blanket absorbed the noise, and the world was incredibly quiet. The cough and voice of the old people in the distant village came faintly, and the drama played by the radio they carried with them was also clearly discernible. Birds on the lake are singing in the distance, and even the sound of birds flapping their wings and cutting through the air seems to be in their ears.
After 300 years of cold and heat, how many lifetimes has life by the lake experienced? These weeds living by the lake belong to the weeds of that year. Are they descendants? Egrets living by the lake, wild ducks migrating for the winter, but what about the descendants of waterfowl? Do the genes of people living by the lake still circulate in the bodies of people living by the lake?
Three hundred years have passed, time has passed, and everything has its ups and downs. Only change is eternal, and the lake remains the same, but who knows what has changed in this water area?
In the second year of work, a pool of floating plants suddenly grew in Lutang Lake, sealing up a thousand acres of water. I ran to the water's edge and saw that the green leaves were shining with wax and small white flowers dotted in it. It turned out to be a diamond lake.
When I met the person in charge of the reservoir management office, I joked, "Why not raise fish this year and plant water chestnut instead? It was the deterioration of water quality that was killed by informed criticism, so water chestnut was planted to purify the water? "
The person in charge spread out his hands helplessly: "Where did we put it?" ! God wants to release the water chestnut, and we can't stop it if we want to. Who wants this? Water chestnut seedlings are so crowded that they can't even catch fish. "After a pause, he added," Lutang Lake is like this. Once something grows, it will grow like porridge and cannot be covered. "
The water chestnut in Lutang is really a "poof". The fishing boat in the reservoir has temporarily become a diamond mining boat, rowing on the water chestnut all day.
; The contractor temporarily played the role of "diamond girl", and the stout hand raised the diamond plate for the second time and clumsily took off Hong Ling; The scale that said fish was temporarily renamed water chestnut ... The original performance was "Fishing Boat Singing Late", and suddenly it was out of tune and changed to "Picking Red Dragons", which made people stunned. That year, the water chestnut harvest in Lutang not only satisfied the local market, but also entered the agricultural products market in surrounding counties and cities.
In the second year, thousands of acres of water were already white and empty. After walking for several miles along the seashore, I only saw three or two diamond disks floating in the small water bay. Strange! Last year, water chestnuts were planted here. How can it be said that it will be gone this year?
The reservoir manager looked normal: "Lutang Lake is like this! The same thing gets older and remains the same year after year. What grows crazily in the first year will never prosper again in the second year. "
The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is even more unintentional. His words are like the wind. In the following years, similar words emerged from different people again and again, and I realized that there must be a secret hidden in it.
Every day I go to work, I pass a small farmhouse. There is an old couple in the yard who often serve food in the small vegetable garden in front of the door. Vegetables are green, beans are tender, and loofah vines with yellow flowers are crawling all over the walls. The old man named Sun Weichang is a retired employee of Lutang Reservoir Management Office. The old lady's house is near Lutang. After drinking deer pond water all their lives, they lived by the lake when they were old, raising chickens and growing vegetables, and lived peacefully and leisurely. Whenever I meet them, I greet them. Sometimes I pick some tender peas from their garden to taste in advance. I like that kind of pure natural, fresh, gentle and sweet. When chatting with the old couple, I suddenly remembered those rumors and asked the old couple for verification. Speaking of this, the old couple were a little excited, saying that Lutang Lake is a sacred pool and a cornucopia.
In the description of the old couple, I learned that during the Great Leap Forward, the black-backed loach flooded in Lutang, which was more than a foot long and plump. People around you came in droves to pick loaches and carry them home barrel by barrel. 1959, Lutang old turtle became a disaster. People walked by the pond, and old turtles, big and small, crawled under their feet and even climbed to the farmers' homes by the lake. During the famine that year, turtles in Lutang saved many lives. 1960, Lutang was covered with small lotus leaves. When people didn't eat, they went down to the pond to dig lotus roots. They didn't dig them, but they dug up a lot of white, thin and long things from the mud, with lotus root-like vents, which were crisp, sweet and tender. Later, I learned that it was lotus root band, also called lotus root whip. Wherever it spreads, lotus leaves and lotus flowers emerge from there. 196 1 year, the chicken's head rice in Lutang was pooped, and people by the lake picked it home, cracked the hard shell with wooden sticks, peeled off the white kernels as big as mung beans, boiled it, made it into bean jelly, and mixed it with coarse grain flour to make steamed bread. The old couple told me that I remember clearly what grew in Lutang in recent years. In 2002, there were many mussels in the pond, one nest at a time, one by one, breaking their shells and sometimes finding pearls. In 2003, sea shrimp flooded the paddy fields, grasslands and ponds on the road. Every day, many people come to pick up lobsters, and some people buy lobsters and send them to aquatic markets in Bengbu and Hefei. In 2004, the white eels in Lutang were entangled together, and the net was half a bucket. In 2005, the eels in Lutang flourished, and a guest came to the house and asked his wife to cook eels for the guests, digging dozens of them casually.
For decades, since the old man can remember, the same things have grown in Lutang every year, such as Acorus calamus, Isoetes, Scarlet Ling, Tetrapod Ling, Water Turtle and Ceratophyllum ... The most amazing thing is that in the year when Lutang dried up, the lake was full of a strange plant, one or two feet high, with thick bowls, and children often ran around. It's just that no one knows what kind of plant it is. The people by the lake have never seen it before, nor will they ever see it again.
I am not a surprised woman, but I still feel incredible! If I hadn't witnessed the sudden death of water chestnut, I would have thought the old couple were telling a story.
We can use genetic and environmental reasons to explain one person and one sex, but how can we explain one pool and one sex? Is there really a water god living in Lutang Lake? In order to show a miracle, they made a feint to the surface of the water, and Lutang changed a species. If there is a God in Green Pond Lake, is TA trying to avoid Daphne who turned Apollo into a laurel tree? Or fall in love with the farm boy and secretly cook for him? Or a white-haired old man with a kind smile?
Ok, how can it be empty? What a pity!
Looking at the lake, the old man pointed to a ridge full of poplars and told me with regret that Lutang Lake turned out to be a living pond. During the flood season, water flooded the farmland on the gentle slope of the lake. When the rain stops, the water will go down, and the transplanting will not be delayed. That year, I don't know whether it was to stop the lake and protect the field or to protect the water source. The main leaders of the county party Committee are trimming stems on three sides and circling water. Because the dike occupied a lot of farmland, farmers or the site blocked the construction, or petitioned, the two sides fought ... The dike was finally built and poplars were planted. Lutang Lake has lost a big circle, and the water surface has been reduced from more than 4,000 mu to more than 3,000 mu. People by the lake think that this has destroyed the geomantic omen, because since then, the deer pond has often been empty. In 12 years, the water chestnut has only grown once, which I witnessed with my own eyes.
However, the construction of stem ring water did not achieve the expected results. In rainy years, the lake will still flood the surrounding farmland. After reaching the highest water level line of the year, it will be discharged from other places, and the water level in the lake area will no longer rise.
There are two tombs with a history of 200 years on the lake. In dry years, the tomb is connected with the shore, and in good years, the tomb is separated into islands by water. During the Qingming Spring Festival, people came back from working outside, carrying firecrackers to their graves, burning paper money and setting off firecrackers over white water. Then they knelt down to worship their ancestors and shouted at the top of their voices, "We are coming to see you! I have already sent you money! " The sound came from the mouth and scattered on the vast water. After seeing the ancestral grave in the middle of the water, I secretly blamed the cruelty of future generations: how to build the ancestral grave in the middle of the water? People who know the inside story are envious: "you don't know, that cemetery is a treasure house of lotus leaves!" Lanterns are hard to find! " Look, I don't understand. He asked me if I've ever seen a lotus leaf flooded. It suddenly dawned on me.
A few years ago, the country implemented the funeral reform, and many families' ancestral graves were forcibly razed. Policies are changeable, but folk customs are hard to change. How can we change the customs that have been circulating for thousands of years? The policy of "digging ancestral graves" was strongly resisted and could not be implemented, and was finally abandoned. There seems to be providence. These two hundred-year-old tombs, located in the lakeside highlands, escaped a disaster, and together with the autumn moon and spring breeze, became the scenery on the lake, the legend in the eyes of lakeside people, and the benchmark for local people to observe the water situation.
The history of mankind is nothing more than the history of relations between people and between people and the world. Nature has its own balance, which is the result of thousands of years of natural selection. Manual intervention can only temporarily break the balance and compete with natural forces, which is often just a waste of manpower and material resources. This is not only a disrespect for nature, but also a disrespect for human and material resources. In 2004, the state has issued a policy to protect wetlands, but the local government is still reclaiming land around the lake, which limits the automatic adjustment function of the lake.
Nowadays, the miracle that happened in Lutang Lake has gradually become a thing of the past with human intervention. As for those who struggle blindly to create political achievements, let alone ordinary people can't take them, even the water god in the "Shentang" can't take them. Daphne snail girl has no intention of displaying her magical powers after wearing shackles and shackles.
Occasionally, I talk to my friends about these things, and everyone guesses: It is said that wetlands have the characteristics of species diversity. Is this the reason why Lvtang Lake is "the same year after year, but different year after year"? Is that problem artificially dug out and fished out, leaving too little, so we can only secretly save our strength and wait for a comeback? Others say that it may be because the temperature and water quality are different every year that the survival of the fittest will take off, such as the change of dynasties? Some people even say that there may be a hidden river at the bottom of the lake, which will bring different species every year ... All kinds of guesses can't be justified, so some people propose to make a documentary and jokingly write a thrilling and sensational explanation: the mysterious event-a 600-year-old pond, the species erupting every year are different, is it God's choice? Is it an outbreak of species? It is the living who are moving ... Their words make me overjoyed: "I still believe that it is a cornucopia that Zhu Yuanzhang hit with polo!" " As long as the fairy throws something into it casually, it will grow a pot! "
Maybe we should really reflect this matter to the relevant departments and let scientists solve the mystery for us. In the face of nature, human beings are so small and ignorant, and people often don't know that they are ignorant because we can't know what we know. Everything has a cause and effect, and we feel mysterious only because we know too little and can't see the cause and effect. Therefore, after witnessing the miracle with my own eyes, I still believe that Lutang Lake is still just an ordinary water area.
For many years, when there is nothing in my heart, there will be a lake in my eyes; When I was thinking about some people and things, I turned a blind eye to thousands of acres of water. The residents of the lake are generally the same. Treating Lutang Lake is like treating a lover who has never cared. Think of it when you need it, and forget it when you don't need it. However, whether we care or not, it has been protecting people around us for 600 years. For mountains and rivers, 600 years is too short, but for human beings, it is the cycle of life and death for generations. How many generations have lived with this lake, and life and death depend on each other.
The fishery in Lutang Lake is managed by farmers, and Lutang Lake is managed by the Water Affairs Bureau. Lutang is famous for its aquatic products, and people often drive to eat fish, shrimp and crabs. Sprinkle some bread crumbs into the water, and there will be a kind of wild small fish with slender bodies like willow leaves and silver scales swimming around in droves, vying to lick the bread crumbs on the water. This small fish has tender meat and soft bones. Locals call it jumping or willow jumping. Fishermen pickled willow leaves with special ingredients, dried them with twigs, fried them in oil pan until golden brown, and served them as a special dish. The first time I picked up a small fish with oil temperature, I accidentally took a bite. It's fragrant and crisp, spicy and crisp, and it's really delicious.