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The wind brought by the sandstorm means that spring is coming.

The arrival of floating dust is often a sign of spring in the northwest.

There are many descriptions and records about sandstorms in China's ancient poems. One spring, Li Yi, a frontier poet in the late Tang Dynasty, crossed the broken desert in Shaanxi and was caught in a sandstorm. He wrote a quatrain in Breaking the Desert:

Seeing the wind and sand whirling, the grass has not existed for many years.

When there is no spring in Mo Yan's northland, there is always spring to know.

The poet recorded a sandstorm he experienced in poetic language. The first sentence, "Whirling when the wind blows", means that the sandstorm is coming, and the momentum is compelling. There is only one word "swirling", which means that the sandstorm is fierce. It is precisely because of such a shocking experience that the poet has the association that "the grass grows and the warbler flies after many years", and I am afraid that vegetation will never grow on this vast moraine. But the poet is broad-minded and optimistic by nature, and the next two sentences are very poetic: please don't say that Saibei can't see flowers, there will always be a message of spring.

In the early autumn of Song Xuanhe's fourth year (1 122), Professor and Dr. Chen from imperial academy went to Kaifeng, the capital, to give lectures. The autumn wind is cool and pleasant. I didn't expect to meet a sandstorm, and I was very upset. I wrote two quatrains in Zhongmou Road, including a cloud:

Willow recruited people but didn't wait for the media. Dragonfly guessed the horse at once.

How to meet the cool breeze and not come with the dust?

The poet rode to his post, and the autumn wind burst all the way, and the willow was Yi Yi; Dragonflies fly around in the air, just approaching the horse, wanting to rest on horseback, but afraid of the horse's big tail, and soon fly away, vividly depicting a picture of early autumn. What is hateful is that a sandstorm suddenly blew, which made people unable to open their eyes. It's really disappointing. If only I could make an appointment with nature to keep the dust from coming with the cool breeze.

Let's extend the lens to ancient times and see what it was like at that time. As far back as the Jin Dynasty, Lu Ji left us precious historical materials with his poems and pens. He wrote in "Poems for Gu Yan": "Luo Jing is dusty, and plain clothes are turned into shackles." Luoyang is the capital of the Jin Dynasty, and the "Luo Jing" here is Luoyang. These two poems say that there is a lot of dust in Luoyang, which is terrible. The dust came and the white clothes were dyed black. This is not only an exaggeration of poetic language, but also a true portrayal of sandstorms.

Shen Kuo, a Scientologist in the Song Dynasty, recorded in the book Meng Qian Bi Tan that he discovered "oil" during his inspection in Yan 'an, saying that this substance "looks like pure paint and burns like hemp, but the smoke is very thick and the tents are all black". He dedicated a poem "Yanzhou Poetry":

It snowed one after another in Erlang Mountain, and the Xuanzhuo dome was crowded.

Clothes are not old in winter, and stone smoke is like Luoyang dust.

People burn oil, emit thick black smoke, and dye white clothes into black clothes, which is annoying. What metaphor is not good? The poet insisted on using Lu Ji's poems to compare "Luoyang Paper Ash" and "Shiyan Smoke". It can be seen that sandstorms have a far-reaching impact on people's lives.

Sandstorms are hateful, but not terrible. The key lies in the state's attention and effective national policies to prevent and control desertification. The Central Committee put forward the "Scientific Outlook on Development", implemented a planned "fallow" policy in the west, and issued a call for "recreating beautiful mountains and rivers". Yu Xinxi, happily compose a poem:

The development of western Xinjiang is amazing, and hundreds of millions of people are not allowed to get off the saddle.

Thanks to the new fallow policy, we can see green mountains and green waters.