Prose "Wandering on the River Kul"

At 7 o'clock in the morning, seven writers from the Writers' Association/KLOC-0, led by President Yang Xiaoguang, took four cars and went to Korla River, the drifting base of Xunke. The bright sunshine sprinkled full heat on the window, just like our uncontrollable passion.

The white belt-shaped expressway winds in a large piece of green, and cars walk on it, knocking out music as beautiful as jumping notes, blending with the frogs in the field to form a pleasant harmony. I share a car with Secretary Xiaobo, Secretary Zhang and Sister Ying, vice chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. We are familiar with Secretary Xiaobo and Secretary Zhang. It's the first time I met Sister Ying, so I'm a little embarrassed. Xiao Bo turned to humor and ridicule from time to time, and we couldn't help laughing. That formality disappeared before you knew it. As a result, the content of the conversation gradually spread out and became full.

Xunke County belongs to Heihe City, located in the northern border of Heilongjiang, the northern foot of the middle section of Xiaoxing 'an Mountains, and the south bank of the middle reaches of Heilongjiang. Jiayin in the east, Yichun in the south, Heihe River in the west, and mikhailov District in Amur, Russia, across the river in the north. There are 0/23 rivers in China, crisscrossing from south to north. The Kur River, where we drifted this time, is a big tributary that runs through the north and south. Korla River is also the photography creation base named as the hometown of rime in Xunke, China by Heilongjiang Photographers Association and Provincial Press Photography Society.

Three hours later, we arrived at the Korla River and were received by the warm and hospitable Oroqen people. They prepared watermelons, cucumbers and tomatoes picked from farmland for us, and the refreshing fragrance and sweetness instantly produced saliva between the lips and teeth.

After a short rest, under the guidance of the local people, we put on a sun hat and a life jacket outside the long-sleeved coat. Then, 18 people were divided into two groups and took 9 rubber boats. I'm with Xiao Bo. Nine rubber boats surfaced one after another.

Looking at the rubber dinghy surrounded by water, I was a little flustered, and my initial excitement was caught by anxiety. On a rubber dinghy, there is no room to turn around in a narrow space. Sitting on the crossbar, holding the paddle clumsily, but not knowing how to operate it. Xiaobo took the paddle and shook it a few times, but the rubber boat turned around like an unruly wild horse. A few minutes later, Xiao Bo's sculls began to swing up and down rhythmically, and the rubber boat began to paddle smoothly to the waterway.

We just got to the deep water area, when suddenly, a rubber boat hit the exposed rock in the water and rushed into the air. In people's exclamations, Sister Ying and writer Wang Ping on board were detained in the water. Recently, a couple from Libo paddled to the rescue. Fortunately, the people on board were safe and sound. As a result, the sound of frolicking began to pervade the water again.

With the increase of distance, the action of wavelet paddling becomes more skillful. Looking at the foam slippers under my feet, I had a brainwave. I put my hand in my slippers and paddled with my arm. I leaned over and paddled with Xiaobo's sculls. In the river, you can clearly see tender aquatic plants. Short, blooming like camellia; Tall, spreading its tentacles like coral, falling behind; Clusters after clusters, like a green ribbon stretching a graceful waist in the water, like a girl with long sleeves ... colorful aquatic plants are hidden under the rubber boat, and we will soon be able to keep pace with Teacher Yang and Chairman He's boat. Looking back at the seven rubber boats that were left behind about 200 meters, we were intoxicated with the joy of victory. At this point, we temporarily put aside the task of marching and bent down to enjoy the beautiful scenery of nature.

There are many strange rocks on both sides of the strait, with occasional large pieces. Farmland stretches on and on. After many days of drought, the river is gentle, and sometimes there are shallows that our ships can't cross. At that time, people had to jump into the water and pull the boat across the shallows. The pebbles on the riverbed are covered with moss. If you accidentally step on it, tourists will slip and fall into the water. Wavelet, in the spotlight, there were several close calls. Joke is accompanied by the clear and bright river, which is splashed from time to time.

We pay close attention to the doctor and writer Sister Lu, as well as the reporters of the "girl-girl" group. They seem to be a vulnerable group, and they actually coordinated a pair of paddles to dance. The tacit understanding between two people is amazing. They sometimes cover their faces with umbrellas and lie on the bow; Sometimes the legs hang down, just like children playing in the water; Sometimes high-pitched folk songs are full of joy ... that comfort and self-satisfaction attract the envious eyes of tourists.

The best combination is the chairman Yang Xiaoguang and Liu Ming, who put a pair of oars at ease. During the drifting interval, President Yang Can also aimed the telephoto lens at the people enjoying themselves on the water and the winding scenery on the shore. This lightness is a kind of beauty.

The funniest combination is Secretary Zhang and Tang Zong. A pair of oars in the chubby hands of the secretary is like a disobedient urchin. The rubber boat rushed into the willow bushes on the shore for a while, and ran aground on the slow-flowing shallows for a while. Looking at Secretary Zhang's hurry-scurry, the local people who accompanied us drifting enthusiastically took Tang Zong to their boat. Secretary Zhang's rubber boat lightened the load and gradually entered the orbit. Comfortable, he lay on the rubber boat, snoring loudly with the noise and noise of people.

We drifted on the 5 km fairway for nearly 3 hours. When I saw the bridge on the banks of the Kur River, I felt indescribable excitement. The rubber dinghy docked, and we made a victory sign to the staff on the shore. Cheers echoed on the river surface along the Kur River. I couldn't wait to jump off the boat and rush to the shore. Suddenly, I slipped and fell into the water, and became a drowned rat. "How can you call it drifting without touching the water?" People on the shore are joking, playing and laughing.

Dinner is a rich farm dish. The hospitable host prepared mutton chop suey soup, grabbed mutton, dog meat, onion, dry fried yellow croaker, barbecue, and some wild vegetables that we couldn't name. The generosity, enthusiasm and warmth flowing during the dinner drove away the fatigue of our journey and the drowsiness of wandering.

The sun put away its last light, and the sunset gradually enveloped the Kur River. The front of Korla River is like a girl dressed up, quiet and pure. Take a breath of fresh, natural simplicity makes our turbulent heart more and more calm. We got on the bus in the owner's eyes, and our wet eyes became more and more blurred at the moment when we waved with the Kurbin River.

Farewell to kurban River! Farewell, enthusiastic Oroqen friends on the Kurban River. ...