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Meeting Yu Chunshun: "Poetry and Distance" in Youth.

Remember "the first person to walk in China"

Survival memory

Speaking of the ancestors of donkey friends, perhaps we should trace back to Xu Xiake, Xuanzang, Faxian and even the founders of Buddhism, Sakyamuni, Jainism, Zoroastrianism, Manichaeism, Christianity and Jesus. They traveled for a long time and learned everything about the world. In recent decades, it is an indisputable fact that he is a national idol donkey! Yu Chunshun, who vowed to travel all over China, has been dead for 26 years. ...

Speaking of an accidental opportunity for Yu Chunshun at the beginning of the year, writer Zhang Minxi said that what moved her most was that Zeng Liang Shu, the owner of Yikang Camera Museum, gave Yu Chunshun the only Nikon camera that was the treasure of the town store, which made her still respect Mr. Zeng many years later. I met Yu Chunshun on the road. We didn't even know each other. Afterwards, we saw the large photo displayed in Yikang's window, and we were sure it was him.

In the midsummer of that year, the sun was shining and there was no wind. The dazzling 3 16 national road is empty. I'm waiting for a haircut in the street below the station. Suddenly, my eyes flashed. A man in his forties, with a thick waist and a dark face, came from the county with a bag on his back. He walked steadily, strode like the legendary "Kunlun slave" in the Tang Dynasty, whizzed past with the breath of the wilderness, and the vest on his back was orange, marked "Walking in China", chatting with others as he walked.

I don't know whether the words on the vest attracted me or the rough temperament of that man shocked me. I can't help keeping up. After walking for more than ten or twenty meters, the strong man turned back and smiled at me, and then the other two turned back. I was a little at a loss, looking at the fields next to me in the hot sun. I really can't think of any reason to follow a few strangers in this weather. So when they turned to Fengdu intersection, I quietly walked back. After a while, I saw two reporters walking back in the barber shop. After the summer vacation, I went back to school, and the next summer I learned his whereabouts. He was lying in the hot sand sea of Lop Nur, facing his hometown of Shanghai, and could never get up again. ...

This is my only impression of Yu Chunshun. At that time, he had just passed the eighth anniversary of his solo career, and the day he entered Gutian was the beginning of the ninth year. Who would have thought that it would fall short in less than a year! Regarding the details of Yu Chunshun in those days, Mr. Lu Ruming, then editor-in-chief of Gutian Daily, once wrote an article recalling:

1On July 2, 995, Yu Cunshun, who entered Fujian from Guangdong, went from Fuzhou to Gutian. 10 days ago, I just learned about Yu Chunshun's feat of going to the countryside alone after seven years of cold and heat. Since the strong man is here, I naturally won't miss the opportunity to interview him.

Yu Chunshun bid farewell to Fuzhou and went north through Minqing on June 22nd. After arriving in Gutian, he plans to leave Fujian via Nanping and Wuyishan and arrive in Suzhou around the winter solstice.

On July 2, the sun was shining and the air was sultry, and spontaneous combustion could occur at any time. Yu Chunshun's back is embroidered with the words "All over China/Shanghai and Taiwan Province/1988- 1995". On the 203 provincial highway in Gutian, Minqing, he didn't walk a mile, and his gray shirt and dark blue pants were soaked with sweat.

The first thing to do is to go to the post office and stamp "Gutian County Chengguan". On his thick 16 postmark, it is 1433. The second thing, as long as conditions permit, is to develop the films taken along the way and send them to my father in Shanghai together with his travel diary, so he became friends with the owner and photographer of Gutian Yikang Studio.

On July 1988, Yu Chunshun took the first step of "traveling all over the country". Crossing the Yangtze River 1 1 time, crossing the Yellow River 17 times, passing through 23 provinces and cities and 32 ethnic minority settlements. During the period, I went through hardships and endured countless battles of life and death before I arrived in Gutian. Therefore, he has worn out 56 pairs of shoes and more than 200 blood bubbles. Foreigners who met him in Tibet were puzzled by his behavior. Some people simply called him "the last classical martyr of China in the 20th century".

When people heard the news, they got a glimpse of the heroic style and learned about his legendary experience. Until Yu Chunshun left Gutian in July 1 1 and walked two kilometers, six or seven people came by motorcycle and asked him to sign it as a souvenir. When breaking up, Yu Chunshun told reporters with red eyes: "In the past seven years, I have not stayed in Gutian for a long time in any county. The encouragement of Gutian people will become my motivation! "

That year, I was 2 1 year old. I'm tired of the worldly wisdom of the small town, and I'm extremely depressed. It was that brief encounter that made me feel inexplicable yearning for the distance. Many years later, I also walked on the road, walked through many no-man's land in the southwest and northwest, met wolves and heard the roar of tigers, and had a narrow escape! Zhuang zai, Yu! This road is not lonely, endless distance, countless people related to you! In my early years, I met Lei Diansheng, an up-and-coming donkey from Yu Chunshun, and walked out of Lop Nur for 3 12 years after Yu Chunshun's death, finally fulfilling Yu Chunshun's last wish, but I wasted it again and again, so far I haven't entered Lop Nur as I wish!

Yu Chunshun lost his way and died of high temperature. He was so confident that he refused the guide and GPS navigation. The summer before Lei Diansheng entered Lop Nur, I walked across the Badain Jaran Desert with two donkeys. One of them also disliked the tour guide and was scolded to pieces by me. Even people who live in the desert for a long time will get lost. Man is too small in front of nature! You can only follow its temper, not to mention conquest, and it is merciful to be able to get back a life. Since 16 years ago, I came back alive through the McMahon line, and I have only deep awe of my life and the world, without the slightest disrespect!

About the author: Ouyang Jin, from Gutian, Fujian. Senior media person, liberal scholar, devoted to the study of global politics and religious ideology for nearly twenty years. I have traveled in southwest, northwest, central Asia, south Asia and west Asia for more than ten years. In recent years, we have devoted ourselves to the field investigation of sociology and folklore in the mountainous areas of northeast Fujian, and carried out the folk culture creation activities of "local people telling local stories in local dialects". The series of China by the Minjiang River with more than one million words has been completed and will be published soon. It has been translated into foreign languages and released on the global Amazon platform.