Reporter Wu Lei's series of reports on Jiagu began "Desert and Cultivated Land", which attracted considerable attention among readers.

It's hard to say the feedback from the print media, but on the Internet, whether it is the click-through rate or the number of praises, it is quite a rare data for Wu Lei's media.

This is due to the fact that Wu Lei is a storyteller. In his report, he took a small view of the big picture, closely linking the desertification control in the northwest of Jiagu with the degradation of cultivated land in the east, highlighting the concept of "reserve farmland".

Every Chinese has a heart that worries about the country and the people. I don't have the qualifications to worry about the country and the people for the time being, but for such an article, it is still related to the famous Jiagu, and I subconsciously paid attention to it.

There is no need for Wu Lei to mention it now, the editor-in-chief took the initiative to ask him to write a series of reports longer. Even if you don't get the advertising fee of Jiagu, the content that readers are interested in will have the value of reporting.

Wu Lei is also confident, this report has given him a lot of points in the editorial department, and the subsequent successive reports will inevitably make his name remembered by some people, which will be a turning point in his career.

For Jiagu, fame is at most the icing on the cake. But what I didn't expect was that this also attracted many people to go to Jiagu Oasis, either as a tourist or as a volunteer.

In such an atmosphere, the young Xia Yunsheng came to Jiagu Oasis for the fourth time.

Every time he came, his mood was quite complicated.

The first time was three years ago, when I was purely young and ignorant, and I came with the Green Harmony Organization to protest against Jiagu's "violation of natural ecology" sand control plan.

Needless to say, it was said that "dying before leaving the school" was a bit serious, but the futility of returning was something he still does not want to recall.

There is nowhere to complain about enthusiasm, and young people will naturally not be easily defeated. In the following two years, he took advantage of his vacation to join the volunteer team of college students to fight desertification, hoping to find evidence that Jiagu was eaten by nature.

This time, it is in the pit.

He saw with his own eyes how the long winds that roared straight in from the flat, endless Inner Mongolia Plateau turned from yellow to green after passing through the desert area—the rows of spectacular "windmills", with their graceful blades turning endlessly, capturing the invisible wind and turning it into useful electricity;

He saw with his own eyes how the desert has become fertile land under the power of science and technology - when Jiagu planted trees to control desertification, he mainly chose to plant legumes such as alfalfa, and after years of accumulation, the "biological nitrogen fixation" effect formed by leguminous plants has made the desert appear biological crust and centimeter-thick black soil, with agricultural cultivation conditions, even scientists of the Chinese Academy of Sciences call it "desert miracle";

He saw with his own eyes how the desert, which used to be barren, has been revitalized -- a series of drought-resistant and sand control technologies, such as land preparation in large pits, water planting, container seedlings, film mulching, water-retaining agents, and low-pressure water flushing afforestation, have been applied and popularized; from green shoots to wild flowers, from high bales of straw piled up by a good harvest, to white and flawless in the frozen snow dance......

It turns out that sometimes, manpower can really win the day.

Xia Yunsheng's thoughts changed unconsciously. Two years later, he became an intern at Jiagu, and now, on the verge of becoming a full-fledged Jiagu person, he has come to the place of ideological transformation to listen to his heart.

This trip to the oasis is much more lively.

Whether it's tourists or volunteers, Jiagu is not too weak – every tree they plant with their own hands is given a number, and when they return to visit in the future, they can even use the navigation system to accurately reach the specific planting site and see how the trees they have planted in the desert are growing.

Of course, these are only modest efforts. In comparison, Kaya's plate is larger.

On the periphery of the oasis, bulldozers bulldoze sand dunes in front, and a convoy of sand fixing trucks follows behind.

"Three-dimensional sand fixing vehicle", like a giant beast, Xia Yunsheng is also the first time to see it.

This is the world's first batch of professional equipment to mechanize and improve desertification control after more than 20 experiments, transformations and improvements.

The three-dimensional sand fixing vehicle places the wheat straw required for laying in the forage box, and transports the wheat straw to the working position respectively through the operation of the transverse weed conveying mechanism and the longitudinal weeding mechanism, and then the transverse pressing knife and the longitudinal pressing knife start working to complete the laying of the grass square.

Compared with the previous artificial grass grid sand fixation, the three-dimensional sand fixing vehicle can lay about 50 acres of grass grid every day, and the efficiency can reach 50 times that of artificial sand control.

It is said that the Research Institute of Desertification Control Equipment is also actively developing tree and grass seed seeding machines and seedling planting machines for sand fixing vehicles, and in the future, it may enter the era of comprehensive mechanized sand control.

Of course, no matter what happens in the future, although the current sand control people have reduced their workload to a certain extent, they still have to rely on a shovel and two hands to continuously push the green into the hinterland of the desert.

After a few years of witnessing, Xia Yunsheng already knew that this is the case in the desert, you can rely on machinery, but you can't rely on mechanical equipment, and the most reliable thing is always people, and only people.

"Go to war in the heart of the desert!" this is the battle horn sounded by the Jiagu sand control team.

Jiagu employees, relocated farmers and herdsmen, and volunteers went up together, carrying saplings and shovels, digging pit after pit, and a new round of oases is continuing.

When I was tired, I sat on the ground, drank cold water and ate cold noodles, and sang loudly - "Green fields, green hillsides, blue sky and vast sky......"

Familiar picture, familiar power.

Every time he saw such a scene, Xia Yunsheng felt that his strength was surging, and it was a trembling from his heart.

There is also the joy and emotion of empathy!

Looking at these ordinary people who were similar to himself, for various reasons, through many obstacles, gathered together, made great efforts, and finally created miracles, Xia Yunsheng only felt that his eyes were moist.

It was this emotion that made him almost agree when he asked the Ministry of Human Resources in Jiagu if he was willing to set the first stop of his career in the desert.

But reason stopped him from impulsively.

He believed that it would be a matter of time before the trees were planted one after another, the grass was planted one by one, and the Jiagu people were working one after another, and it was only a matter of time before they conquered the Arakan Desert with green.

But he didn't know if he could endure it.

Others just imagine what kind of hardships the Jiagu people have paid to control the desertification, Xia Yunsheng has personally understood the hardships of the people who control the desert - the oldest Jiagu person to control the desert, as long as he stretches out his hand, everyone will be shocked. The weather-beaten hands were as dry as branches, and the joints of the ten fingers were so thick and deformed that it was difficult to bend and stretch out because of the plowing of the soil and planting the trees.

This made him ask himself, if it were himself, how long would he be able to hold on?

Xia Yunsheng stood in the distance like an ordinary tourist, silently watching the indomitable struggle of the sand control people, thinking about his future.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from behind him: "Cousin?"

......