Wuyuan LAN Guan hei se photography base

Birds and trees are inseparable,

Trees know the intimacy and whispers of birds.

Cold dew and the first frost are closely separated. Cold dew w

Wuyuan LAN Guan hei se photography base

Birds and trees are inseparable,

Trees know the intimacy and whispers of birds.

Cold dew and the first frost are closely separated. Cold dew wind and frost water are natural catalysts for butter and fragrant maple. When they are blown and touched, the leaves turn red. Red leaves fall, lighter than fallen leaves are bird feathers and dust in the wind. Relatively speaking, the birds in the tree are heavy and elastic at this time. It seems that the songs of birds fall on the branches of Liquidambar formosana or Sapium sebiferum, and bounce back from the leaves of camphor trees and Castanopsis eyrei. The circuitous process is euphemistic, clear and pleasant. The songs of partridges, starlings, sparrows, grey magpies, blackbirds and blue-crowned blackbirds are mixed together, just like a multi-voice chorus practiced in a tree. Birds have been singing in Shuikou for many years, calling for the appearance of rape blossoms, camphor trees, green maples and small bridges and flowing water.

Birds falling freely, pacing and flapping their wings. At first glance, it seems to be the figure of a bird, which promotes the flourishing of trees. Look carefully, isn't it the lush trees that trigger the agility of birds? Birds and trees are inseparable, and trees know the intimacy and whispers of birds. Birds are singing happily, which seems to attract the mountain breeze, and trees are long-sleeved and charming. More often, trees can hide birds, but they can't hide the songs of birds. Although, I often see leaves floating in the wind and reflections spreading in streams.

Usually, most of the trees and birds that come into my sight are at the Shuikou of Wuyuan Village. In Wuyuan village, people live together, and the villagers are adjacent to trees and birds. Shuikou is undoubtedly a landscape where people live in harmony with nature and a reflection of the village's human history. The trees in Shuikou are hundreds or thousands of years old. How many birds have lived in trees and how many people have looked up? There is no denying that every time I walk in the village, I am in a hurry. At the entrance to the village, my son couldn't help slowing down, even standing or sitting for a long time. The streams, ancient trees, old vines, arch bridges, pavilions and temples in Shuikou are not only the path to the village, but also the source for me to enjoy meditation. I don't know what is more pleasant than listening to the whispers of ancient trees and the songs of birds.

About two years ago, in spring, it was the day when rape flowers were in full bloom. When I was on a field trip in Yaowan, I met a foreign beekeeper nicknamed "Wupi". Wupi heard that I like bird watching in Shuikou, and told me that he can talk about birds and whistle for birds. Sure enough, the whistle that Wupi blows with his lower lip is like a thrush spell, which can call the thrush into the bird cage. Immediately, as soon as he raised his hand, he let the thrush fly in the bushes, making a clear and lasting sound. I think, in order to catch up with the flowering period, Wupi put bees with hives and tents everywhere. His call for birds should be a pastime of living in the wild for a long time, or a conversation with birds.

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What interests me more is a few "bird friends" from other places. Armed to the teeth, they came to Wuyuan carrying "long guns and short guns". They spend a day or a week hiding themselves, then wait for them and take a wonderful moment. The problem is that their shooting is not smooth at once, and sometimes after disguised as a bunker, the waiting process is quite long. Even if the memory card of the digital camera is full, it is difficult to find a few works that you are satisfied with. The bird is high in the tree. It is dynamic. The truth and interest of the work is the key. To a great extent, behind a good photo is patience and perseverance beyond testing photographic equipment and skills. Besides egrets, pheasants, woodpeckers, starlings and jays, they introduced me to the blue-crowned noise and white-legged kestrels.

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The scars of trees and the decay of branches are the pains of a tree. Unexpectedly, this place has become the most suitable place for white-legged falcons to live. Or standing on the dead branches of trees, or living in tree holes, or spreading your wings and soaring, the black and white figure of white-legged falcon has attracted my attention countless times. Whether diving or hovering, the white-legged falcon looks agile and brave. In Xiaoqi, I found an old camphor tree, which almost became the "Shenmu" where the white-legged falcon lived.

In the eyes of many foreign "bird friends", my life in Wuyuan is close to luxury, and I can walk in Shuikou, a bird watching village, day after day. Hexi, Shimen, zhu cun, Xiaoqi, Meiyuan, Huangjia, Chaguan, Shuibian, Zhang Cun, Li Ling, Gangtou, Torreya grandis ... The cycle of my walking is much more diligent than the cycle of bird inhabitation and migration. In the early morning, the birds in the village Shuikou make faint and sporadic calls, and this call is just a prelude to calling friends. Soon, it was lively, like a game, and everyone brightened their voices. During the day, the sound of birds hovers between the canopy and the stream, pure, round and long, full of fresh natural breath. Near the evening, with the fading of the light among the trees, the light of the Shuikou highlighted the depth, and the birds sang into the deep mountains and went away one by one. Often, I don't know when these birds gathered or dispersed, but they left me in the village for a long time. Occasionally, a cow moo, or two or three village women calling their children home, makes me feel more cordial.

In Liliangshan, where I live in seclusion, camphor tree, ginkgo and cinnamon are the main tree species, along with orchards and vegetable fields. There are sparrows, grey magpies, cuckoos and so on. Birds chirp all year round. On the day of the autumnal equinox, I found more grass branches and rice stalks on the windowsill. I looked up and found a bird's nest under the canopy. Towards dusk, I realized that the neighbor who moved here should be a blackbird.

Every morning, birds wake me up. In fact, I have lived next door to birds for many years, but I just didn't realize it.

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