Cover news reporters Zhang Jie, Liu Qiufeng, and Yang Feng reported from Changsha, Hunan
On the morning of May 24, Changsha MingyangShan Funeral Home was solemn and solemn, and the mourning music was low. The farewell ceremony for the remains of Comrade Yuan Longping was held at the Mingyangshan Funeral Home in Changsha. Above the main hall hung a banner with white characters on a black background, "Mourning Comrade Yuan Longping with Deep Sorrow", and below the banner was a portrait of Comrade Yuan Longping. The body of Comrade Yuan Longping lay in a bush of flowers and cypresses, covered with a bright red flag of the People's Republic of China. Yuan Longping's widow Deng Ze and other family members, assistant relatives and friends came to the scene to bid farewell.
Mount Mingyang was flooded by people. The condolences of all sectors of society for Elder Yuan have reached a peak. Before that, the farewell to the "National Soldier" Yuan Lao began on the afternoon of May 22. At 1 o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, the accurate news of "Mr. Yuan Longping's death" was sent from Changsha, and the whole country was shaken. After four o'clock in the afternoon, when Yuan Lao's hearse slowly drove out of Xiangya Hospital, the streets along the way formed a spontaneous crowd of people who came to send off the road, accompanied by an orderly chant of "Grandpa Yuan all the way", the video brushed the screen all over the network, and countless people cried.
Ms. Deng, who works in Xiangya Hospital, was going out to run errands when she learned of the death of Elder Yuan, and on the way back to the hospital, she went to buy a black dress to change into, "The hospital, which is usually noisier, suddenly quieted everywhere, and a natural solemnity pervaded all corners." ”
The silence of the crowds
Silent empathy and tacit understanding are quietly spreading. People from all over the country and changsha citizens rushed to various memorial sites related to Elder Yuan.
On the evening of the 22nd, from Xiangya Hospital to the open space in front of the Hunan Hybrid Rice Research Center building where Yuan Lao's life worked, to the mingyang mountain where the spirit stopped, people with flowers in their hands and came to mourn almost all night. This was the first night that Elder Yuan had left. Under his office building, people did not want to leave for a long time.
Among those who spoke to reporters, at 12 a.m., a father and his 9- and 12-year-old sons said, "I want them to have faith, gratitude, good and evil." Father said. At 1 a.m., a mother with her 8-year-old daughter, driving for 40 minutes, stood here in silence. "My daughter was asleep, but I woke her up. I think she remembers this moment. ”
Saturday, 23rd. The rain in Changsha did not stop for a day, and the people who went to Mingyang Mountain to participate in the farewell ceremony did not stop their steps. Cover reporters joined the crowd lining up for flowers to mourn at eight o'clock in the morning. The rain was tight, some people could not buy flowers for a while, just happened to see the wild chrysanthemums blooming splendidly next to the road at the foot of the mountain, went to pick some, sorted into bunches, solemnly placed on the chest, and lined up in an orderly manner.
Near Mount Mingyang, traffic control, need to walk to the funeral home about two kilometers away. The line was long, long, and I couldn't look back and forth, but the crowd was crowded and exceptionally silent. Silent and gentle, firm and solemn.
On the morning of the 24th, the weather in Changsha was sunny. At the foot of Yangming Mountain, there is a mourning procession that cannot be seen. Local college students got up at five o'clock in the morning to leave, the big brother of the province drove hundreds of kilometers by car, some people came by plane, queued for a few hours only for Yuan Gong to bow, and then hurried back to the high-speed rail. Hu Shengtao, a 25-year-old young man, arrived from Guangzhou by high-speed train at 7 a.m. and returned in the afternoon. 10 hours away, just to bid farewell to Elder Yuan.
"There were so many people that I spent less than a minute in front of the statue, but it was worth it." Some people dragged their suitcases and took a taxi directly from the high-speed rail station to Mingyang Mountain, and saw that there were many cars with the words "Mourning Elder Yuan's free shuttle bus" and "Yuan Lao, all the way to the free shuttle bus" on it, and his heart was hot. Some cars, although not posted for free, silently do good deeds.
Cover news reporter on the morning of May 23 at the funeral home to mourn Yuan Lao, from Mingyang Mountain to Hunan Province Hybrid Rice Research Center to go, temporarily unable to get a car, walking on the road, there are private car drivers take the initiative to stop, take the reporter to go, do not charge a penny, but also carefully pointed out, "In front is the Hybrid Rice Research Center." "Brother" Mr. Peng, free pick-up and drop-off to the scene to mourn the masses, there are forty or fifty singles. Because he was busy with the transfer, he himself did not have time to send a bouquet of flowers to Elder Yuan, and entrusted the cover news reporter to "help him bring a bouquet of flowers to the funeral home site."
At this time, in front of the Hunan Hybrid Rice Center Building, a spiritual hall had been erected. In front of the statue, the elderly, women, children, and children all stood for a long time, bowing and bowing again, unwilling to leave. There are also people who take a step forward and kneel on the ground for a long time.
"We will eat well and cherish the food"
The city is full of white chrysanthemums, just to send one person.
In the past two days, Changsha's takeaway brother has been spending a lot of money and ordering it to be sent to lingqian. The flower orderers are not only from Changsha, nor not only from Hunan, but also from Beijing, Chengdu, Yantai, Qingdao, Xuzhou, Kunming, Guangdong, Guizhou, Chongqing, Xi'an, Urumqi, Fuzhou and other places. Young takeaway rider, riding a motorcycle slowly through. In the takeaway box, there was a box full of golden rice ears.
These two days, in Changsha, if you go to Mingyang Mountain, go to Hunan Hybrid Rice Research Center, and go to Xiangya Hospital, you will encounter many, many flowers, and read many, many touching messages.
Flowers are flowing. Between the lines, the grains of truth. "I have never met but I am as heavy as a mountain", "There is rice in the bowl, when I think of Yuan Lao", "Grandpa Yuan I am really uncomfortable, I have been crying for the past two days", "When the rice fragrance is full of ears, the breeze is gentle, we know that you may come back to us." "We can't resist the tide, but always remember the lighthouse" "The pen has been in tears. The unseen relationship is like a loved one. ”
"Yuan Gong, heaven exercises well, we eat well, we will cherish the grain." "I will not waste a grain in the future..." In the small card of flowers, someone solemnly wrote down the promise to cherish the grain. Someone did not send flowers, sent two boxes of rice, silently placed in the bouquet, and left no words.
In an era when people did not have to worry about food and clothing, people enjoyed a feast of food, and the memories of the former barrenness gradually blurred. Elder Yuan's sudden departure, the nerves in people's hearts were stirred again, and "every grain is hard" and "cherishing grain" once again became a high-frequency word in people's mouths.
On Weibo, a piece from the signature "Dry Rice Girl" wrote a small essay "To Grandpa Yuan", "Hey, cute little old man!" I've never met, but I know you. ...... I know, you've always been a "scribble hand". You say" my rice can feed you fat, but I can't be fat myself", then as a girl who works hard, I can proudly tell you: I am full and fat! Hey hey also want to tell you: rest when you're tired, and we!" "No matter how much rain it is, how far the road is, I still want to come and send you." This is the closest to you, but it is also the farthest from you. When queuing up, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, but the people who come to mourn are not reduced at all, the elderly, students, children, young people...Before passing by the funeral home, cemetery, there will be some fear in my heart, but today I do not have this feeling, and now I finally understand the sentence in my mother's mouth: There are your dearest people, you will not be afraid. ”
Youth Handwriting: "I have never had such a burning ideal"
Yuan Longping's experimental field
Before Leaving home, Elder Yuan used to greet the rice in the field, "You obedient, I will come back after a while." ”
Today, the experimental rice field next to the Hunan Hybrid Rice Research Center, The grass is green and green, and Yuan Lao has traveled far.
Standing on the rice field where Elder Yuan walked, the reporter read a letter that Elder Yuan once wrote to his mother, "Mother, the rice is ripe": "Mom, whenever my research has achieved results, whenever I talk and laugh in the international forum, whenever I receive one trophy after another, I always say to people, the person who has the deepest influence on me in this life is your mother!" ...... They say, I changed the world with a seed. I know that this seed was planted by your mother when I was a child! The rice is ripe, Mom, can you smell it? Is AnJiang okay? Do the fields there still have a familiar laugh? ”
In 1957, Yuan Longping was assigned to Anjiang from the university in Chongqing, and his mother wanted to accompany him, he recalled: "It was you who accompanied me, your face was attached to the map, and your fingers followed the dense thin lines, and it took a long time to find such a small dot on the map." At that time, you sighed and said: Child, you are going to suffer when you get there... I said, "I'm young, and I still have a violin." ”
On May 24, outside the building of the Hunan Hybrid Rice Research Center, on a small card in a bouquet of flowers, someone excerpted Yuan Lao's words by hand, "I am young, I still have a violin." Elder Yuan studied seeds and loved seeds, once saying that "people are like seeds, to be a good seed." In the flowers, someone on the small card wrote, "Elder Yuan, you can rest assured that you are going well, we will make a good seed." There are also young people who leave a message, "I have never had such a burning ideal, inheriting the mantle of my predecessors and dedicating my life to the progress of mankind." Grandpa Yuan went all the way. ”
The spirit of Elder Yuan is silently passed on.
Zhang Zhenhua, a student and former assistant of Yuan Lao, faced the lens of the cover reporter, and his expression was heartfeltly relieved, "The young people's love for scientific and technological scholars and such high respect for scientific workers have made me deeply and deeply moved." The death of Elder Yuan has made the people of China sad, but "Elder Yuan will definitely affect the spiritual outlook of many generations of Chinese in the future." ”
Rende Zhongyi went down in history, and noble talents were all over the Three Rivers. The Huxiang man Jie Zeng Wenzheng (曾国藩) influenced Changsha, Hunan province, for several generations. "Fame and dignity are not rich in gold, and expensive instead of crowns." Pure thoughts, moisturizing future generations. As a contemporary scientific giant and a simple sage, Yuan Longping's outstanding contributions and personality charm are enriching Changsha, Hunan, and even the whole of China.
Happy to see the rice and the thousand heavy waves, guoshi he dreamed of cooling. The wind blows the smell of rice, and the fireworks of the world. Farewell, watchmen in the rice paddies. Hopefully we can remember him, a long, long time.
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