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The process of Zipeng's growth was given to him by the Communist Party and by socialism. For this reason, he had deep feelings for the Party, for socialism and for his own country. He treated his country as his mother. He thought: The fortieth anniversary of the founding of the country is approaching, and I should do something to my mother. That's right! What could he do? He thought for a moment. Write a poem for his mother. Praise her with poetry was also a good form of remembrance. Thus, he wrote a poem like this:

The glorious course of the fortieth anniversary of the founding of China, which records the twists and turns and successes of the cause;

It was like a bright beacon, illuminating the journey of 1.1 billion people.

Forty years ago today, the Chairman Mao proclaimed the birth of the new China.

Under the leadership of the great and honorable Communist Party, we are called to strive hard and become self-reliant!

"AHH!" The great People's Republic of China, you deserve our pride and hope;

Remember how many private enterprises were co-operated in our country just after it was established?

Remember in the Great Leap Forward era, the slogan of the battle was' fight to the top ',' how fast and how easy it is to save ';

Farmers happily joined the mutual help group, and the people's commune was born not long after …

He remembered that the Chairman Mao had given him the inscription 'Learn from Lei Feng'. As a result, he learned from Lei Feng and became the symbol of the times.

Later, last year, the young people went to the countryside and formed a deep relationship with the peasants...

In 1979, the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee was held, indicating the future of getting rich in the countryside.

"Four Basic Principles" is the foundation of governance, "Reform and Development" is the beacon of power for the rich and powerful...

Look, the five continents shock the new universe, look, the four seas churn and build strange skills!

The people of the entire country had to work hard to celebrate the National Day!

The fireworks of the National Day are so colorful and the fireworks of the National Day are so pleasant to listen to.

We cheer, we sing, we revel in the joys of the festival!

Zi Peng finished writing the poem in praise of his motherland and read it from beginning to end. He felt that it was still alright. Even though it was a bit vulgar, it still showed the true feelings he had for his mother in his homeland …

After Zephyr finished writing this poem, he felt that he should write a reply to Licha as soon as possible. Thus, after he finished his dinner, he leaned over the table and wrote a reply to his beloved Lixia. His letter was rather long, and he didn't stop writing until 10: 20.

After writing the letter, he felt tired and tired. He should get a good night's sleep. As he completed a task, he felt very at ease and soon fell asleep …

In the morning of the second day, Zi Peng went to visit the ginseng field. Coming down from ginseng field, he went straight to Lixia's home. When he arrived at her house, it was already past 11 PM. Gui Hong was at home today, so he agreed immediately after seeing that Lixia and Gui Hong allowed him to stay for lunch.

Now, the food was not ready yet. Thus, Zi Peng and Gui Hong began to chat. Gui Hong asked:

"second brother, you're so busy, why are you here today?"

"It's alright now, Country roads has finished examining and examining them, and there's no need for the ginseng to be drugged. "Thus, it became a lot easier." Zi Peng explained.

While they were talking, Rosia brought the food to the table. She cooked four dishes at noon today. She went to buy all these dishes yesterday, so she reckoned that he would be coming in the next two days. Because she had given him a letter yesterday, he would definitely be able to write back to her after reading it. He really made her guess. Just as she expected, he really did come today.

Today's dishes are: stewed Ming Tai fish, meat stir-fried tofu, meat stir-fried legumes, powdered mixed cucumber, the main food is rice. Gui Hong gave Zi Peng to the table and the four of them happily started to eat. After the meal, Zi Peng said he had something to take care of back at the village, so he said his goodbyes and left. When Lixia sent him to the door, Zi Peng saw that Gui Hong didn't follow him out. He pressed the letter into her hand.

Gui Hong finished his meal and went to work. Xiao Wei followed him. She couldn't clean the table, he couldn't wash the dishes, he couldn't clean the chopsticks, he couldn't do anything. He could not wait to open the letter and read it:

To my dear little sister:

Deep in the night, it was hard for him to sleep. He would think about the little sister and reminisce about the past. How could he not be intoxicated?

You are so obedient to me, so punctual; you are so considerate of me, it is precious to know the heat of the cold.

Your love is as deep as the sea, your love is like a rose; before you know it, the sky is bright, and the rooster crows three times without sleeping.

Love is bitter and sweet, do you think it is wrong or right?

little sister I missed in my heart, when I went to your house yesterday, did you know how happy I was when I saw you? When you gave me the letter, I was even more overjoyed, wishing I could open it at once. When I finished reading the letter you wrote me, the first part made me happy, and the second part made me miserable. Unexpectedly, it was a Letters of Absence.

Dear little sister, after reading your letter, I can't stop my tears from streaming down my face. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head. How could I not cry? little sister, you said that I have some thoughts and opinions about you, is it because I didn't see you that day? Or you might have heard something; or you might have been testing me. In any case, I repeat to you: I will always love you. At this moment, I couldn't help but open the notebook. The information in it, I'll report it to you, and perhaps dispel your doubts: On September 20, I will go to Erdaojiang for some work, and return to write down my fire protection card; on the 21st, I will go to the Rural Party Committee for meetings; on the 22nd, I will go to the Planned Parenthood Office; on the 23rd, I will fix the roads; on the 24th, it will rain; and on the 25th, the provincial, municipal, district, and township leaders will head over to the village to check on the Country roads. How I've wanted to come to your side this week! However, work really cannot be left undone. I can only think about you in silence. At night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Once you close your eyes, your beautiful figure; your clear face; your affectionate eyes, from time to time in front of my eyes. But when he opened his eyes, there was nothing.

My dear little sister, do you know how bitter my thoughts are? That poem just now was a true portrayal of you. In this moment of irrepressible emotion, I think back to those wonderful moments when we were together: August 27, when we were walking along the river. Thinking back to the times when he went to Mount Yuhuang, he wrote down a few words:

Walking along the riverbank side by side, looking up to see the Mount Yuhuang;

On October 6th of last year, you and I boarded the Mount Yuhuang; it was the beginning of winter now, and the weather was slightly cold.

We sat in the sun and talked endlessly about things; at noon we came to Turntable Street and pushed and pushed for lunch.

In the blink of an eye, spring arrived, and we began to travel through the Mount Yuhuang again. On a sunny day, the snow and ice melted, and the spring breeze warmed up.

Happy in the heart, arm in arm, you in the back, I in front; like-minded heart, deep feelings like sweet spring

I am so excited at the thought that the passion of love is sweeter than the honey; we meet and love each other, and there is no end to our confidences...

Dear little sister, this memory fully reflects the scene between you and me back then. If that were the case, how good would it be! On the night of mid-autumn in August, I miss you more than ever:

Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon was full.

Set up the harvest cake and fill it with wine. Wait for the little sister to come and drink both wine.

Ever since we met, we have become good friends; you and I have a mutual love. Love in the heart.

We stand side by side, arm in arm, on our way to happiness. Go forth bravely...

My dear little sister, can't these words tell me how much I miss you? Can't you explain my true love for you? Doesn't that mean I'm being honest with you? This evening, I have relived our letters, especially your touching words, so that I shall never forget them. You wrote to me on December 26, 88, saying: "Missing second brother, did you know that? How I wish I could be happy with you for a few days now! I wish I could suddenly return to the time when the flowers are blooming and go out for a walk! second brother, how much do I miss you right now? ' In your letter of June 6, this year, you wrote to me: 'The little sister is also a woman with a conscience. We will always love each other. The little sister overcame this obstacle with my true feelings, allowing our boat of love to ride the waves and advance bravely, never breaking up. '... On July 23, you wrote: 'You and I have made a deep friendship in these two short years, and I ask you to believe me and never betray you, that you are the only lover in my life and that my heart will always be with you.' On August 12, your letter read: 'My dear brother, how can I turn my back on you? It's not easy for our friendship to develop to this day! As long as big brother doesn't break up, little sister will never break up with big brother. I can't lose second brother. Please trust me. " Dear brother, the love between us siblings must be maintained for a long time. Let the love between us be forever buried in the heart, deeply loved. These exciting words echoed in my ears for a long time...

My dear little sister, I have been talking too much today. However, I want to make it clear that I am always in love with you, without change in my heart. As for whether you love me or not, that is your right and freedom, and I cannot interfere with it. I've said to you more than once, 'I hope we don't break up and get closer from day to day.' Never forget your love, don't betray me and you. ' little sister, I cannot treat my words as child's play, I want to treat it as my promise.

little sister in my heart, you decide. I have no right to say anything to you, to wait for your response.

I wish the little sister a happy mood and good health!

Your sweetheart

27 September 1989, 10.20 p.m.

After seeing Zi Peng's letter, Lixia's mood was as excited as the waves in the ocean, fluctuating unevenly. Tears ran down her cheeks. At this moment, he was both excited and regretful. The excitement was that he had given a great deal of truth to her, and quoted what she had said in her letter. She was, therefore, excited; regretting that he should not be tested in letters with the words of a forsaken friend. He and she were sincere. This, she already knew. Then why test him? To hurt his heart again? As a result, she felt regret and regret. He hated himself for saying such unreasonable things to his loved one. Anyway, she didn't think she should. She thought to herself: I'm nervous, such a good brother, such a good good confidant, such a good husband, he almost ruined me. If so, what am I to do? Thinking up to this point, her heart calmed down quite a bit …