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We arrived in the town at dusk, and the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the town, which was plated with gold. Layers of farmhouses, dreamlike distant mountains and near mountains, enveloped the town in a fog.

The town is called Shiziping, which is Xiaolongshan Forest Management Zone. The town is located deep in the forest, and the lush forest looks green everywhere; The breeze blew, and Sentao's voice rang out from the depths of Lin Hai, which sounded very pleasant. And the unknown bird, singing with the voice of pine trees; Outside is the scorching summer sun, but here is a cool world, just like a fairyland, which makes people feel very comfortable. This is the charm of the town.

The road to the town twists and turns like a narrow path. We walked up the stream, which was loud and clear. This dirt road is rugged and difficult to walk. But the scenery on the road is beautiful, and there are surprises from time to time: several little frogs suddenly jump on the road and look around there; The little squirrel also jumped across the road, which immediately excited us. The road to Shan Ye seems difficult, but it is interesting.

Looking around this town, there is only a long street and a dozen shops with little facade. Houses are all of the same wooden structure: two stories high, with people living above and shops below; The walls are made of wooden boards, which are uniform in color, not carved, and have the unique ancient customs of forest people. Most of the streets are old shopkeepers, old neighbors and old friends who have lived here all their lives and made friends with these folks all their lives. Business people and shoppers are old acquaintances. Say hello to each other and take care of each other when meeting. The whole town is a happy family.

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In recent years, the town has been a little hot, and gold mines have been discovered. Every day, people from outside come here to collect gold and refine gold. Since then, the town has broken the quiet and leisurely life.

Old people are worried in their eyes. They said angrily, "Look, this is a gold rush, but this is a life!" " They pointed to the green hill and said, "Look, this forest will be destroyed before long." But what can I do?

Walking on the streets of the town, cars are coming and going, and there is a scene of prosperity. We walked into a mining relative's house in town for lunch. There is a place to entertain guests on the second floor, and it feels a little wobbly to step on the trembling wooden stairs. The host is a shrewd mountain man, in his thirties, with a big black figure. While talking to us, he asked his daughter-in-law to bring tea. Daughter-in-law is handsome and shy when meeting strangers. She bowed her head and smiled at us, then turned away. After a while, the tea made by the villagers was brought up. The color of that tea is pure and green, and it is refreshing to take a sip and has a special taste. While we were chatting, the hostess cooked home-cooked dishes: several dishes of seasonal dishes and a bowl of delicious rice noodles, which we ate with relish.

After dinner, we went to see the indigenous alchemy. Go straight into the deep ravine, you can't see the endless green scenery in front of you, you can't hear enough birds and flowers, and there are sheep grazing leisurely in the distance. The herding children carried the picked firewood and followed the old cow home slowly. All these constitute the beautiful life scenes of the mountain people.

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Over a mountain, thick white smoke rolled out of the ditch. We quickened our pace, and when we reached the front, we saw that this was the place where gold was made. In our imagination, alchemy is a very mysterious job, but what we saw in front of us surprised us. I can't believe that gold is made by this indigenous method? In the simple factory building on the hillside, there is a cauldron, and several black-faced men are scratching. The pot is full of slag mixed with chemicals. Black and white smoke came out of the pot and drifted away with the wind. The smell is terrible.

The men rowed for a long time, and several people lifted the pot and poured the slag into a big basin. Start watering constantly and rinse slowly. After a long time, we were surprised to see something yellow. They call it gold slag. "This gold slag is impure and contains trace elements such as copper and lead. It's just rough refining, but it needs refining. The process is very tangled! " One of them told us that this gold residue is extracted from five kinds of ores. First, you must grind the ore into powder, then wash it repeatedly, and then use fire to make it like this. He wiped the sweat from his face and turned it into five patterns. We want to laugh, but we dare not.

He went on to say: people outside think that our alchemy has made a fortune, because the gold owners have made a fortune. The mines here are of low grade, so it is not cost-effective for the public to open them, only private ones can open them. We only get two pocket money, and we can't make a fortune on it. Although we don't believe what he said, people who know this industry say: this is the hardest work, and you can get money by luck. If it's not good, accompany it.

The town is beautiful, the beauty lies in mountains and rivers, the beauty lies in ancient and calm, mining benefits a small number of people, and gold makes them desperate. I believe this beautiful town won't exist for long!

Description: Written on March 20 12 19.