Those days of aid to Xinjiang
Text/Zhao Guofeng
At the end of February in the solar calendar, the fifteenth day of the first month has not yet passed, and it is still immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the Spring Festival. It was too late to gather with relatives, friends, classmates and colleagues, and some comrades-in-arms had not yet had time to go for me, so they had to bid farewell to their families and embark on the journey back to Xinjiang again. As the old saying goes, "an official can't help himself," although he is not an official, he is also a professional and technical cadre who assists Xinjiang, and can only report to Heshuo County in Xinjiang on time according to the time specified by his superiors, and he had to board the flight from Beijing to Korla again.
In the days of Xinjiang's aid to Xinjiang, there are both loneliness and loneliness, and there are successful gains. Long night, sleepless, pick up a fountain pen, in the silent night, write some audit papers, to provide experience and methods for Xinjiang audit colleagues; under the bright desk lamp, gently tap the keyboard, write some essay prose, express the perception of life and the yearning for happiness; at this time, feel the fullness and tension of life. Occasionally, some papers or essays are published in newspapers or magazines, with a bunch of manuscript fee withdrawals, I also feel unexpected gains and surprises, I give all the manuscript fees to my son, encouraging him to write good compositions and study hard.
In the days of Xinjiang's aid to Xinjiang, you can not only enjoy the beauty of the Tianshan Mountains, but also taste the western cuisine. To the north of the county seat of Heshuo is the 2,500-kilometer-long Tianshan Mountains, more than 2,000 kilometers in Xinjiang, China. Spring snow scenery, summer snow chrysanthemum, autumn taste grapes, winter to see poplar, enjoy endless beauty, endless style. There are large plates of chicken, large plates of fish, large plates of belly, a meal, more than a dozen people can not finish; here are hand-held meat, pit meat, lamb skewers, quite "big bowls of drinking, large pieces of meat" of the Northwest people are bold. There are Uyghur "Guli" girls who can sing and dance, and there are also hospitable Mongolian "Batu" boys, and brothers and sisters of all ethnic groups are united as one family, which is difficult to forget. Going to the countryside and living in the village, eating the big bread beaten by the Uyghur aunt herself, I praised "Yaxi" from the bottom of my heart; drinking the fragrant milk tea handed by the Mongolian eldest brother, as a Manchu, I have a familiar taste.
In the days when Xinjiang aided Xinjiang, he not only did a good job in auditing work, but also watched the beauty of Xinjiang. Looking back at the days and nights of last year's secondment to the Bavarian Audit Bureau, there are gains, insights, and progress. In May last year, I went to the Gongnais forest farm to investigate the project, Gongnais is Kazakh, which means the place where the sun rises, the green plateau grassland, the white sheep, the crystal clear Gongnais River meandering to the outside of Kazakhstan, both saw the Tianshan Snow Chrysanthemum on the high mountain at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, and found out the problem of violations of discipline, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone; went to Luntai County audit investigation, saw the vastness of the desert for the first time, saw the poplar that several people could not hold, and truly felt that the poplar "was born and did not die for a thousand years, Death and a thousand years do not fall, but a thousand years of immortality" of the strong shock, things are heavenly, the survival of the fittest, read all the poplars, there is no tree under the world!
The days of aiding Xinjiang continue, and I continue to move forward to help Xinjiang. Although there are basically no days off here, I have also learned a lot of human geography and folk customs. There is pleasure in suffering, and pleasure in suffering. Only after a long-term parting can people know the preciousness of meeting; only after experiencing suffering can they understand the joy of success. In the days of Xinjiang's aid to Xinjiang, we should not forget our original intentions and continue to move forward; we should keep our mission in mind and forge ahead.
About the Author:
Zhao Guofeng, a native of Qinglong, Hebei Province, is a cadre of the Zhangjiakou Municipal Audit Bureau who aided Xinjiang and loves literature and writing. Occasionally, several clumsy works have been published in magazines and newspapers such as China Essay Network, Xinjiang", "Cadres and Talents Aiding Xinjiang", "Hebei Audit", "Xinjiang Audit", "Bayingolin Daily" and other magazines and newspapers, and are willing to make progress and grow together with all literary friends.