Debate topic: young people aim to find answers in all directions.

when I was 16 years old, before I graduated from junior high school, a vigorous movement of "educated youth going to the countryside" was launched all over the country, and the loudest slogan was "a red heart, many preparations" and "revolutionary youth aspiring in all directions". At that time, young people were pure, upright, and loved the Party and Chairman Mao, and they were loyal to the Party and Chairman Mao. Wherever Chairman Mao pointed, we would go.

I remember that in 197, the movement of supporting agriculture in the border areas was in full swing, and many newly graduated students actively responded to Chairman Mao's call to "go to the countryside, to the border areas, to the places where the motherland needs it most, and to take the road of combining workers and peasants". Like all young people, I signed up for the sideline (at this time, the delegation of Huzhong District in Daxing 'anling is recruiting people in Hangzhou).

I am the eldest daughter of my family, and I grew up with my parents. Now, I have to stay away from my hometown, my parents, and go to a remote forest where I am unfamiliar and my life is extremely difficult. My parents naturally feel uneasy. But my parents know the big picture and take care of the overall situation. They are revolutionary cadres and have participated in the New Fourth Army. Seeing my great determination, they support my actions. At that time, my thoughts were very progressive, and I thought that our generation of young people should go to the most difficult environment to temper themselves and dedicate their youth to the construction of the motherland. But I didn't expect that the delegation didn't approve my request because my eye condition was unqualified. I was sad for several days, but I didn't give up my desire to support the border. I made various efforts, wrote three application reports and went to the reception station several times to find a delegation from Huzhong District of Heilongjiang Province. I remember the last time I went to see them, a leader asked me, "Heilongjiang is very hard. Are you afraid?" I said, "I won't sign up if I'm afraid of suffering." He asked me again, "How can you be so nearsighted?" I replied, "There are people who wear glasses in Heilongjiang. They can survive and I can survive." He smiled and said, "You are so young and far away from home. Don't you miss home?"? I said, "Revolutionary youth are ambitious in all directions. Where there is hardship, there will be us. Besides, I was born in a revolutionary family. How can I not be revolutionary?" After listening to my words, all the comrades in the delegation laughed, and one of them said, "This kid is quite determined." My persistent spirit finally moved them, and soon, I was approved to go to the sideline.

Although I love my parents, my home and the land where I was born and raised, I can go to the "front line" without hesitation when my motherland needs me. I'm not afraid of suffering, and I can afford it!

on December 25th of that year, I bid farewell to my parents and my hometown, and embarked on the journey of supporting the frontier. I remember the day I saw you off. It was such an exciting scene. The Zhakou Station in Hangzhou was crowded with people, and it was dark. The station was small and could not squeeze human affection. How many parents, brothers, sisters and friends came to see me off, and everyone's face showed a feeling of reluctance. With a long whistle, the train started. In an instant, the crowd was boiling. I didn't know who said what, and I couldn't hear who said what. Many people shed tears and kept waving. Under the carriage, someone waved and ran with the car until the train was out of sight. My parents also came to see me off, only to see my father carrying his back to wipe his tears. My heart was so sad that I stood there like a Woodenhead and couldn't get over it for a long time.

The train left for 3 days and 4 nights. On December 3th, we arrived in Huzhong. Since then, we have started a brand-new life.

On the first night when I arrived at the Fourth Company of Road No.2, I also had a verbal battle with the cooks in the local canteen. It's interesting to say. I was a small man at that time, but I was fearless. He thought I was small and easy to bully, and when he bought food, he gave me less food stamps. I refused, and the two men argued. In a rage, I went to the company to report him. The leaders were deeply impressed by this accusation. They saw that I dared to speak and made sense. Later, when I found out that I could write and draw, I appreciated me more. Soon, when I arranged the staff, I became the platoon leader of the second row of women's volleyball. Since then, I have had a responsibility on my shoulders.

It's the first Spring Festival to go to the branch of Heilongjiang, and everyone is very homesick. On New Year's Eve, many people cried. Although I didn't shed tears, I was also very sad and couldn't say a word of comfort to everyone. The company cooked delicious meals, and the company commander and deputy company commander visited everyone in each tent and told jokes from time to time, just like coaxing children to make everyone happy. Let us feel that this place is also home and happy. Our company commander Wang Huiqiao was only 3 years old at that time, and our deputy company commander Xue Shoushan was 24 years old. And the youngest of our young people on the frontier is l5, who is generally around the age of 16 or 17, and will inevitably miss home. We spent the first year in the north crying.

Life in Daxing 'anling is very hard and monotonous, and there are few recreational activities except working, studying and sleeping day after day. We'll just have fun ourselves. After work, I often go to Huma River to sing and tell jokes. A popular song at that time, "My lovely hometown, the ancient city of Nanjing", was sung to comfort myself when I was homesick. The beautiful Huma River once brought me a lot of joy in my life, and also solved a lot of our worries.

Our educated youth's job is to go up the mountain to chop wood and cut trees in winter to solve their own food and burn, and to open mountains and build roads in summer. The summer in the north is very cool. Just now it was scorching sun, and then it was drizzling. When building roads, you have to get up at 3 o'clock every morning and go to the construction site to shoot guns to build roads. I had breakfast on the construction site, and I ate corn buns. Although it was not delicious, I was hungry and didn't care about anything.

We live in a tent, and it's MINUS 4 degrees at the coldest. I remember when we posted slogans on the tent, we just poured water on the slogan and the tent, and the water froze and the slogan stuck. To drink water, you should go to the Huma River a mile away. The river freezes early, and cars can drive. You have to blow the hole with a * to get water. I ate sorghum rice and corn buns. Only when you are sick can you enjoy the "sick rice"-rice porridge. The food is very simple. Boil a large pot of water, put some dried vegetable leaves, then add salt and oil, and the food is ready. In order to improve the food, we used the food stamps issued by the canteen to exchange potatoes with the locals. I don't know why, but I didn't feel hard at that time. I probably had a hard life in my heart. How happy young people are now, and they simply can't experience our hard days at that time. .

I remember one thing. One spring, someone accidentally threw cigarette butts up the mountain, which caused a forest fire. At that time, our company was surrounded by trees, and the mountain was on fire. Everyone was very nervous. In spring, the wind is very strong, blowing to the east for a while and to the west for a while. I only hear the sound of "crackling, crackling" and trees falling down in the mountains, which is very scary. Company leaders quickly organized people and opened a barrier around our company. Many of our educated youth spontaneously went up the mountain to put out the fire, without considering their own lives, and they were very brave. The fire burned for seven days and seven nights, and a large area of forest was destroyed, causing heavy losses to the country.

in October 1973, it was an unforgettable event in my memory. We were working on the construction site that day, and when we had a temporary rest, we suddenly heard a loud bang. Later, I learned that a young woman in our class lit a fuse. Li Aming, the monitor, was afraid of an accident and grabbed it in her hand. Unexpectedly, she ignited the detonator in her pocket. When I arrived at the scene, I saw four people running around in circles, all stunned, and no one knew who was injured. I saw a big pool of blood on someone's chest, but she wasn't hurt. Later, when I saw that one of them had lost his whole palm, I shouted, "Li Amin, where is your hand?" At that time, Li Amin was also scared, and the sudden disaster may not feel pain. It was only when I shouted that I woke up and saw that my whole hand was gone. She cried and shouted, "My hand is gone, my hand is gone!" " Gradually, her spirit failed and she fell down. I was also stunned by what happened in front of me. I didn't know where I got the courage. I immediately held her, but she was heavier than me and could hardly drag her. I firmly grasped her shoulder and walked back with difficulty. Many people came running after hearing the news, and they were frightened to see this scene. One of the military workers, nicknamed "Big Man", was more experienced. He immediately untied the rope that hung the key and tied Li Amin's wrist. We both held one shoulder and dragged back. Later, the company came and took her directly to the hospital. I ran back to the construction site alone, trying to get my blown-up hand back, only to find that the earth basket on the construction site was stained with some flesh and was very broken, and there was nothing else. I looked at the sky, and several crows flew by, and there was silence all around, so sad. I felt very scared in the desolation, and I ran back to the company without looking back. For many days in a row, I saw the scene in my mind. What a profound lesson if safety is not taken seriously!

There are many long stories about Daxinganling. Seven years of ups and downs, ups and downs, everything, can't be finished.

when I was 24, I was transferred back to Hangzhou. Because of my diligence and hard work, plus my special skills and hobbies, I transferred to the company's trade union from the grassroots level after l years. I love my job, I work hard, I work hard, and I have made great achievements. I am more professional in propaganda and blackboard newspaper, and I have been praised by my superiors and peers many times. I am a serious person. As long as I do it, I always try my best to do it well. I like fine arts. My works won the third place in the National Railway "Engineering Cup" Painting and Calligraphy Competition, and other works of fine arts won many awards in the Shanghai Railway Bureau and the overall female staff painting and calligraphy competition. The blackboard newspaper I run is very attractive with pictures and texts. The surrounding communities and streets often ask me to help draw the blackboard newspaper for the competition, and I will win prizes every time.

in 24, when my company was restructured, I moved to an ancient street in Qinghefang, Hangzhou, and started my third turning point in my life-starting a business. I am good at knitting, and I am good at observing and thinking. I draw inferences from others and think creatively. I can make all kinds of small handicrafts by hand, which is very popular in the market.

last year (25), shortly after I entered the market, I was interviewed by Zhejiang TV and Zhejiang Satellite TV, and then I made a special report in the financial news of Zhejiang TV. Hangzhou's Urban Express and Market Newspaper have reported my handmade products successively. On the eve of this year's Valentine's Day, Hangzhou Daily Business Daily launched a three-day "Love Blessing" campaign with my handmade product "Lover Doll" as the theme, which had a great influence. Many young people have a special liking for my hand-made "couple dolls", especially tourists from Southeast Asian countries. When they see my small handicrafts, they always buy a few boxes to take back and give them to relatives and friends. Last winter, a Beijinger in the United States walked several times in Hefang Street, Hangzhou, and finally chose my "couple doll". He bought 2 boxes at once and prepared to give them back to China people in the United States, so that they would not forget their motherland.