Large stacks on clear water

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? The Three Treasures of Shoubei: "Big Dock on Clear Water"

The first time I went to the salt field was when I was five or six years old time. What remains fresh in my memory are those big black lumps of salt, one after another like a mountain. I had never seen a mountain at that time, but this was what the mountain looked like in my mind. I heard from adults that salt comes from the sun. But exactly how to dry the salt was not known at the time.

Ten years later, a group of us students went to work in the salt field. In the pool water, the salt was piled up into piles. Our job is to use wheelbarrows to transport the salt to the land. The male students each had a car and shuttled back and forth on the salt road. The female students held wooden shovels and waved them in the water to fill a car. The teachers gathered around the salt pile and threw shovelfuls of salt up to the top of the pile... The teachers said: This is called "the big pile on the clear water".

Under the scorching sun, we dragged heavy boots and pushed a cart weighing several hundred kilograms. Our clothes were soaked with sweat and brine. Brine flowed along the handlebars, making it difficult to hold the slippery handlebars with both hands. Although Tuodi was not far away, every car was exhausted. When I was sixteen or seventeen years old, I experienced the hard work of salt workers. Watching the salt lump grow taller, I seem to understand the meaning of labor.

After graduation, I joined the team of salt workers and wandered in the 350,000-ton salt field. The water in the pool is clear and as vast as the sea. Workers follow the footsteps of spring and sow seeds of hope in the salt fields. In the beach pool, the blue waves are sparkling, and silver crystals take root under the water.

Before dawn, the salt workers began their hard work. The two-foot iron rake, like a huge comb, follows the footsteps of the salt workers, moving forward in the waves and loosening the salt grains. The brine splashed onto my pants and my clothes were soaked in sweat. The salt workers didn't care about this, and moved forward firmly and calmly. The sun was getting higher, the heat wave was coming, and a pair of rubber boots finally covered the hundreds of acres of salt fields.

When I returned to the dormitory, my knees were sore and I was hungry and thirsty. As usual, it's a bowl of noodle soup, a cool noodle soup. "Gudonggudong" I drank it in one breath and felt energetic instantly. When I took off my boots, the smell of salt and sweat spread out. The pants were knotted with salt and were so stiff that they could stand on the ground. After some scrubbing, you can lie on the bed to relax your tired waist. You can half-squint your eyes and admire your poor ink marks on the wall. Of course, I spend more of my spare time reading and playing chess.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the salt underfoot is getting thicker and thicker. Finally, the brine receded and the salt grains were like ice and snow. No more stacking, the salt layer is thick enough. There is no need for human carts, we have special salt field machinery. The salt machine is here, like a hungry man who never has enough to eat, devouring our harvest. On the salt road, the motorcade was busy. The tall pile machine stretches into the blue sky, continuously transporting salt grains up, and then pours down like a waterfall, and the silver mountains rise slowly.

Our factory has the largest salt production scale. During the peak season, several huge salt lumps are added every day. When the sunset filled the sky, the salt machine stopped roaring, and it was time for us to call it a day. The old salt worker looked at the big white lump and said with a smile: It's another big lump. Salt is so easy to come by. It's easier than dirt. We can't get so much dirt in one day! Although this was a joke, it was quite philosophical and is still unforgettable.

This was our salt working career back then, and this was the "big stack on the clear water". Nowadays, the old things are brought up again, just to let more friends know about these three treasures of Shoubei: "Eternal Life Flower, Mountain Fruits on the Place, and Large Docks on Clear Water."