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The green | bloomed again

Text | Du Anqiang

Inadvertently, it came to the sunny May, and the day of lilac blossoms was ushered in.

Looking at the lush lilac trees among the green lawns in my residential area, the blooming lilac flowers emitted a faint fragrance, which guided my thoughts back to the spring of the 19th year old, back to the days when I was first appointed as a news reporter for the military organs.

It was May 41 years ago, and on a day when the lilacs were blooming, I was ordered by my superiors, as the acting clerk of the machine gun company, to report to the regimental headquarters as a news reporter and librarian of the organs of the political department.

When I came to the regimental headquarters compound from the grass-roots company, the working environment changed and the responsibilities of the post also changed. The training ground and the sentry posts that used to be crawling and crawling are no longer my daily places of duty. The heavy machine guns, submachine guns and rifles that were once used for training have also been replaced by books, magazines and paper and pencil documents. Even the discipline of work and rest and the one-day life system have changed- I no longer have to go to bed at 9:30 p.m., and I can read and write until dawn.

After I arrived at the regimental office, the outdoor environment that first caught my eye was the many leafy lilac trees around the office, and the lilac flowers were either pink, some lilac, and some white.

The green | bloomed again

It was also a day when the lilacs were in full bloom, and I interviewed a message from the military organs doing a good job in flood prevention exercises, which was quickly published. This is the first press release that I wrote and published after I was transferred to the work of the organs, which is a direct embodiment of the efforts of the military organs to take precautions in light of the approaching rainy season and the awareness of preventing problems in their work arrangements before they occur. The blooming lilacs bear witness to my work, and the newspapers that publish my news works seem to moisten the fragrance of the lilacs, which makes me almost intoxicated by reading them several times.

After several years of being with lilacs, I realized the character characteristics of lilacs. Lilacs are very hardy, it is the earliest blooming flower in the barracks in spring, very much a soldier's temperament characteristics, not afraid of the cold, willing to dedicate, the courage to compete.

After I joined the army and came to the army to live, it happened to be in the early days of reform and opening up in the 1980s, and many of my classmates either went to college, or "took over" to join the work, or became "self-employed" to earn money and get rich, but I entered the military camp. I used to have a little bit of confusion, and I was also disturbed by some wandering and hesitant emotions in the depths of my heart. Fortunately, because I need to perform my duties, I can enter and exit the library reading room of the regimental department at any time and anywhere, and thousands of books, magazines, and newspaper documents have become my inexhaustible spiritual and cultural source. Reading has broadened my horizons, increased my knowledge, nourished my soul, activated my brain, and seen a broader world. Due to the special needs of the job duties, I can go to the east, west, south and north to interview, day and night to write articles.

The green | bloomed again

During the day, I can read newspapers and periodicals, study documents, listen to the political lectures and reports of the heads of organs, and go deep into grass-roots companies, resident units, and the masses to conduct on-the-spot interviews. For me, who was young at that time, it was a special learning stage with the main content of reading and browsing books and periodicals and in-depth practice of interview writing, and for three consecutive years the work achievements of our reporting group won commendations and awards from organs at all levels, and I myself was rated as an excellent reporter by the regiment, division and military region for three consecutive years. Later, I was transferred to the division headquarters to continue to engage in news reporting and the work of secretary of the party committee of the directly subordinate organ. Coincidentally, the compound of the divisional office is also covered with lilac trees, and every May day, in front of the divisional office building, lilac flowers are also blooming, and the fragrance of flowers overflows the garden.

Some people say that lilacs symbolize youth, purity, longing, diligence, humility and first love. In the days when I was accompanied by lilac flowers in the barracks, except for the fact that I had not experienced the "first love of love", the rest of the connotations of the flower language seemed to have been fulfilled above my body and mind. No matter how fragrant the lilacs in the barracks are, because it is in a highly regulated military area, it will not be trampled by livestock and artificially broken branches, and it will not be arbitrarily picked. The good growing environment and accompanying the sons and daughters of the military will undoubtedly create the best root soil for the lilac tree, care for each lilac tree to thrive, fill the garden with sweet fragrance, and witness the infinite style of the study, life and combat readiness of the soldiers in the barracks.

After saying goodbye to the barracks, I worked in the bank for more than thirty years. During this period, I published countless news and literary works, as well as personal poetry collections and novels, created novellas and novels, and became qualified party members and cadres who could skillfully use journalism and literary skills to work for the party's financial cause.

The lilacs bloom every year, and my performance is every year. Thanks to the timely companionship of lilac flowers, I feel deeply comfortable and comfortable in this life, so that I can quietly read the hard-written books, write good works, and imagine the future with pride. (Pictured from the network intrusion and deletion)

The green | bloomed again

About author:Du Anqiang, male, Han ethnicity. A native of Zoucheng, Shandong, he now lives in the Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region. He is a member of the China Financial Writers Association and the Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region Writers Association.

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