Lyric prose about the pearl under the swan's neck

"The pearl under the swan's neck", the pure silent time, is surrounded like a jade belt, and the pure Songhua River kisses its face affectionately.

It is real, too thin, and too inconspicuous. If the "pearl" is an exaggerated joke. The brilliance of grace without special lights, it is quietly buried in the vast embrace of the black earth, always out of the dense sight. Look, there are countless masters recorded in history, where does it rank? If it weren't for the accidental encounter with history, it would have been inserted into the gap of time and would have no connection with the map.

Thirty years between Hedong and Hexi, who can predict, even the time has no warning. It begins to bid farewell to the dust that blocks the light. A whistle blew, and finally started. It may be inappropriate to insist that latecomers will not succeed in the future. Looking back, I think it was inappropriate.

The opportunity broke the ice. One foot of light will bear fruit! It made its debut and was ready to fly as soon as it "debuted". Familiar with hearing, amazed by seeing, and admired by achievements. It emerges. In Longjiang, it is the leader; in Northeast China, it is second to none. The story of the spring breeze not passing through Yumen Pass has turned into an old almanac. It is full of confidence, "speaks" high-spirited and displays dazzlingly.

The pearl under the swan’s neck is dazzling. A late bloomer, not a natural beauty, but very temperament! The sound of the whistle shocked the world! In the past, the extreme cold also erupted with enthusiasm!

"Moscow of the East", Russian style. Qiulin Gevas, the largest Orthodox church in the Far East. Gogol Street, Stalin Street, big trains, ingenious ice and snow art...

"Oriental Paris", the romance of France. The Songhua River flows eastward, flowing with the spirituality of water and the beauty of waves; Sun Island is full of green grass, flying birds, and bright sunshine. If you take any scale or claw, they are all indescribably beautiful and unique.

A city is full of music, whether in the air or in the sunshine. Every window grille and every ray of light in the trees is overflowing with bright beats and clear musical scales; even the bees in the vegetable bushes sing in rhythm, and the flying birds don’t forget to flash their wings or forget to God listen carefully...

Why is it so attractive? In addition to his unique style, he is also generous and tolerant. Hundreds of thousands of foreigners came here from Belarus, the Middle East and other places and took root here. This city is generous. At that time, the Northeast was being ravaged, China was being invaded, and the Chinese nation was suffering. However, the kind-hearted citizens of this city tried their best to be kind and do their best. It is conceivable that hundreds of thousands of people poured into this city that had just grown to development. How spectacular it was! Although the nationalities, beliefs, skin colors and languages ??are different, there is friendship, righteousness and affection! Bingcheng citizens and foreign brothers, with yellow skin and white skin, devoted their efforts and used courage, perseverance and confidence to vigorously create the rare glory of China in the mid-20th century!

The Ice City has a completely new look. Once the old barriers are broken down, the old ideas will no longer work, but Bingcheng is not lost, and it has never been. Chinese style, European style, the concept of integration. It has its own dream and moves forward firmly. Passion melts the ice, grandeur and dignity go hand in hand, romance and subtlety are perfectly crystallized.

Young and promising! Create a great legend. Although it is not in the geographical center of the world, it dares to crawl and wallow. Others can't do it. It has done it and done it well. Who has ever seen it despised because it lived in a corner? useless? Very backward? Who still makes fun of old history?

Who can do it, like it, with all the enthusiasm, the story of turning the ugly duckling into a beautiful swan surpasses the myth. Despite the freezing cold winter, the Songhua River does not sigh in despair, but continues to run towards the rising sun.