Car off

On February 12, July, the one-week study in Shenzhen ended. Take the K134 train from Shenzhen West to Lanzhou and stop at Lankao station at 12:50 noon on the 23rd. When I heard Lankao station in the carriage Horn, my heart couldn’t help trembling slightly. Lankao, a name admired by people all over the country, is actually a county in Henan province. The reason why people can remember it is that Lankao County and its former county Party committee secretary Jiao Yulu are closely connected. After the car stopped, I tried to look at the stop sign of Lankao station through the glass, but unfortunately I didn’t see it. Five minutes later, the train started slowly again. At this time, I realized why I didn’t go down to see it when the car stopped just now? Even if you take a picture of the station! Looking out of the car window, the green fields were full of thriving corns, which were four to fifty centimeters high, much shorter than the corns in Lanzhou. I immediately thought that the corn in front of me might be the second crop after harvesting other crops? From time to time, we also see rows of poplar trees growing well in the corn field. I couldn’t help imagining the scene that secretary Jiao Yulu led the people of Lankao to govern waterlogging, wind and sand and saline-alkali land in the past in my mind, and trying to find the shadow of Lankao in the field before me, unfortunately, not at all. In Lankao county in those years, two ancient Yellow River roads across the whole territory were yellow sand that could not be seen at a glance; In the waterlogged hollow nests, Cyan ice was formed; On the vast white saline-alkali land, withered grass shook in the cold wind. The harsh natural environment cannot produce food at all. In order to change the appearance of poverty and backwardness, a mass struggle against the three evils initiated and led by Comrade Jiao Yulu was carried out vigorously. In the fight against the three evils, Comrade Jiao Yulu was both a commander and a fighter. He worked with cadres and the masses to sweat. The masses all regarded him as a villager like us. He often opened his chest to relieve his arms, rolled up his trouser legs and worked with the masses. There was as much mud on the masses as there was on him. He often plowed the ground with the masses, sealed the sand dune, planted paulownia, dug the canals …… the rumbling wheel sound pulled my thoughts back to the scene before me. The rapidly receded crops were pleasant and verdant, although they grow there silently, I know that there must be a great soul permeated in their bodies. After more than ten minutes, the bus had already passed Lankao station. Unexpectedly, when the car passed Lankao, it was this trip to Shenzhen that aroused my fond memories of a county or a person. And I can write this article for a beautiful name! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…