Wen | Mengshan woodcutter
I don't know who gave time such wings that she flew like this. I can only see the back of 2021 passing away. I stared at this moment, and she always had to flee, as if to avoid me. In 2021, am I ashamed of the time? No, such a great time, I almost hold it in the palm of my hand? 2021 Because there are so many great days, I have been full of expectations from the beginning of the year, and I am still dreaming at the end of the year. No matter how good the moment, there is always a long journey, the new 2022 has arrived, am I ready?
At the beginning of the year, the first Qingwei Prose Award of "Qilu One Point" was awarded, and I participated in the original prose work "Winter Meaning: Falling Leaves Like Butterflies". The sad leaves of the ancient poet's pen have become the butterflies that flew in my youth. The image of a butterfly's fallen leaves has remained in my heart for forty years. In the harsh winter cold, in the dreams of Cersei let me feel the warmth of the fallen leaves. This work spread to all parts of the motherland through the Internet, and a fallen leaf in the hometown flew to a distant place through the "Qilu One Point". This is the common memory left to us by our hometown, the call of this fallen leaf to send to our hometown. I know that those relatives and friends who are in other places are homesick because of the falling leaves. On May 28, 2021, in the beautiful spring city, I stood on the podium of the provincial competition for the first time, listening to the lectures of experts, and in front of me was a beautiful field, and I had the urge to cultivate. 40 years old, old and young, new writer of creation. "Qilu One Point" once again woke up my dream.
In 2021, the Shandong Writers Association threw an olive branch to me, holding the membership certificate of the Shandong Writers Association, the certificate is very simple, I clearly feel the heavy responsibility of this paper membership card, writing a great era, telling Chinese stories, and praising the great people, this is the mission given to me by the organization, this is the call of the times. At the end of the year, the Chinese Prose Literature Association connected me to the door of the Society through the Internet, and prose was the favorite of my life, and I lingered in those beautiful chapters. Today, when I join the Chinese Prose Literature Society, which has the word "China", I am given the responsibility of creation, can I write works that I can't bear to release as I do? The joy is fleeting, and the burden is already on the shoulders. This 2021 is half a hundred years of my life, and I am the teenager again. "Young people should take the clouds in their hearts." I heard the call of that distant time and space.
In 2021, the great Communist Party of China celebrates its centennial anniversary. Stepping into the red fertile land of the Yimeng Mountains in his hometown, he searched for the strong rear of the party's armed forces. A kind of historical responsibility and responsibility, a kind of reverence and admiration for the ancestors, I picked up a pen to tell the ordinary revolutionary stories of these ordinary people, showing the original intentions and dreams of ordinary communists.
The last bowl of rice, used to make military food;
The last foot of cloth, used to sew military uniforms;
The last old cotton jacket, covered on a stretcher;
The last flesh and blood, send him to the battlefield...
This is a song that has been sung for a long time in the Yimeng Mountains. Singing this song, one wheelbarrow after another rolled in support of the front; singing this song, one village women's rescue association and children's regiment became the rear of the revolution; and singing this song, the young Yimeng Erlang rushed to the battlefield, with flesh and blood, to fight against the Japanese and gain national liberation. With their love for the land to live and nurture, their faith in the Communist Party, and their hatred for the invaders, the Yimengshan people bravely went to the battlefield and participated in the great war of resistance and national liberation to save the nation from extinction. This song is a true portrayal of the Yimeng people during the war years, leaving a lasting mark in the history of the Chinese revolution.
With such a wish, I went to the local town of Pingyi County to find the old man Liu Baoshan, who had participated in the Battle of Menglianggu and was wounded in the Battle of Huaihai. This old party member before the founding of the People's Republic of China, a 97-year-old man, lives independently on his own tenacity, does not reach out to the organization, and does not cause trouble to his children. Touched by the positive attitude of the old heroes, my original essay "Searching for Anti-Japanese War Veterans in the Countryside" was published in "Qilu One Point". At the same time, I also interviewed Liu Tangjie, a one-armed hero in Pingyi County, whose original essay "One-Armed Old Hero Red New Teacher" was published in "Qilu One Point".
Walking into the ruins of the Sujiagu battlefield, Cangsong solemn. Today, the former beacon fire has turned into the smoke and dust of the years; under the mountain, the sea of flowers is splendid, the cooking smoke is thick, the dogs are barking and the chickens are singing, and here is a peace and tranquility. The monument is like a sword straight into the sky, engraving the historical contributions of the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians in the torrent of anti-Japanese resistance. My heart fluctuated, and the original essay "Red Search: Heroic Su Jiagu Era New Countryside" was once again published as "Qilu One Point".
Walking into the battlefield site and searching for the heroes of the village, it is difficult to calm down. Which village in the old revolutionary area of Yimeng has no martyrs? Every inch of the republic was once permeated with the blood of countless revolutionary martyrs. The green mountains are solemn, the heroic souls are long-lived, this land where countless martyrs are buried, how many heroes are drowned? How many heroic stories remain to be discovered? For a time, I felt the pressure and glory of being a descendant!
Go to the countryside, go to the people. The countryside is the source of creation, and the people are the protagonists of the times. I walked into the beautiful Xinghua Island, from the team of Liu Dongfeng of the School of Fine Arts of Shandong Normal University, to help the construction of beautiful villages with art. The professor's team lives with the villagers, works together, and writes papers on the ground. As soon as my original documentary essay "The Happiness Basket of Apricot Blossom Island" was placed on "One Point", it immediately received 110,000 views. Walking into the fiery countryside and feeling the process of rural revitalization, I went deep into bian qiao town in the southern foothills of Mengshan mountain to interview and sketch, it was the beautiful apricot blossoms that attracted me, it was the pace of rural revitalization that inspired me, and the original essay "BianQiao Dongling Shijia Village Red apricot blossoms call people" in "One Point" attracted 38,000 readers. Into life, feet on the earth of the revival of all things, inspiration sprouted with the spring breeze, in the beautiful barley beach, I harvested with farmers and friends, an original essay "barley beach drunk by cherries" was written in the cherry orchard of Damai Beach Village in the landscape Linjian Damai Beach Village, the photo was taken on the spot, through the "one point" to make friends across the country intoxicated in this intoxicating cherry.
2021 is the second thought I met with "One Point", I know that "One Point" gives me a distant sky, and I release my text. In the familiar words, I saw those beautiful wings. "One Point" gave me the stage and let me start half a hundred lives from scratch. When I was 13 years old, when I didn't understand, I wrote my words into an envelope for the first time and threw them to the far side. My literary dream began. For more than 40 years, in the ups and downs of life, in the rush, I carried too many backpacks, I unloaded literature, which is the regret of my life. It was "One Point" that rekindled the enthusiasm of my words, and the seeds of these decades ago sprouted again. This year, the wind and the sun are beautiful, this year my words are sprouting, in the joint, my dreams should blossom.
"We must integrate our ideological tendencies and feelings with the people, sink our hearts, feelings, and thoughts into the people, feel the pulse of the times and the brilliance of life together with the people, and sing songs for the times and the people." This is a mobilization order for the new era, which makes every literary worker feel excited.
Time flies, and the future can be expected. In 2022, together we move towards the future. Stand on the threshold of time and look forward to this beautiful day. In such a great era, in a happy country like ours, literature must have a broader stage. I will use my words to sing for the times and for the people.
One point number Mengshan woodcutter