Xi'an, open closed management............
Sitting by the window, looking at the deserted street, my thoughts drifted far away
Here, is Chang'an, the ancient capital of a thousand years. The palace was opened in nine days, the crowns of all nations were burned, and the grand scenery of the dynasty of all nations was engraved in the ancient memory of the ancient city, and it was in the distant breath. Here, there are ordinary alleys surrounded by slanting grass and trees, there are wide main seats that gallop through BMW incense cars, there are dragons and treasure covers, phoenix tassels, delicate birds and flowers, and double que lian. The Tang Dynasty never sleeps, the Xiongqin is unified, into the ears and the sheng, full of prosperity. Chang'an has witnessed the ups and downs of generations of dynasties, with its firmness and calmness in the flames and wolf smoke, with its imperial domineering spirit, and protecting the people of eternal peace!
The gaze drifted back from the hazy light and shadow, and through the water vapor on the glass, those few holy white figures gradually melted in the heart.
Here you are...
Dragging a heavy suitcase, large bags and small bags fell on his body,
The water vapor on the goggles blurred the vision, and he bent down slightly, stretched out his hand, and the voice was concerned and warm:
"Need help?" Jump in the cold, frozen air of the cold night. Slowly and patiently accompanying everyone who needs help, he gently exhorted:
"No hurry, let's go slowly." Look up at how many of you warm people's hearts in the dark of night.
It was late at night, and people were anxious and restless. You listen carefully, filling in the information exactly into the table, the tip of the pen quickly swiping across the paper, leaving a clear line of handwriting, and the slight rustle has long been drowned in the noisy crowd. Shivering, anxious, worried, wandering, uneasy finally broke the silence, people began to complain about your inefficient work. You are aggrieved, you look up, you justify a few words.
Burying his head sharply again, the rustling continued. In the white protective suit, the tired eyes are painful, and the pen in his hand still dances. I don't know your name, and I don't know where you are needed!
Years later,
People mentioned that at the end of the ugly winter, the epidemic in Chang'an was rampant
The number of dyeers has proliferated, the people are afraid, all are closed, and there are no boats and cars on the road,
Ten thousand lanes are empty, fortunately the soul of the dragon does not die, standing in the wind and rain,
The doctor is selfless, the police are fearless, the people are united, the politician, the doctor, the soldier, carry the retrograde, bravely fight the epidemic
Mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon are the same day, and the one who has no clothes and the son is the same as the one who can stand, and all the peoples are united,
More than a month
Eradication of the epidemic
Victory in the end
A hundred years after that
Wind and rain are smooth, Guotai Min'an!