Not old trenchman soul Horn singing Chuanjiang (Impression Wulong Cup)

Walking into Wulong, I kissed the familiar land. In Chuanjiang, I still watched the deep canyon. I listened to the footnotes of the years, only the trumpet still rang, but the Truster didn’t know where it was? I don’t know where to go? Whether they are in the season of poetry and painting, or on the bank of Chuanjiang River, no, neither. Their figures are still in yesterday, and they are still in the memory of Chuanjiang River, quietly integrated into the connotation of the Chenzi culture. The trenchman left imprints in the years, and wrote praise words in the impression of Wulong! In Wulong, looking at the Chuanjiang River, the wide silver belt divided the mountains on both sides, from which the water transportation began. The original wooden boats carried the vicissitudes of time. In the days of slender, they have their own bitterness and happiness. The spiritual elements, such as marching forward one after another, overcoming difficulties and persisting in the long journey, all gathered into this thick rope, singing the chants of Chuanjiang River. The footprints on the shore left the memory of the years. Walking into Wulong, thinking about the past Chuanjiang, a wooden boat carrying vicissitudes, no matter how difficult the road under the feet is? It still needs the trenchman to extend it with love. Although the emergence of motor boats now replaces all of these and makes the former trenchman disappear, the history of trenchman’s life will always be written in the history of Wulong’s development, because the song of life condensed by trenchman’s warm blood and sweat is more magnificent, it is not only a display of striving and heroic feelings, but also a song reflecting the high tune, the characteristics of a group of people and songs. Impression of Wulong and Chuanjiang Chazi is not only a custom inherited by Wulong for thousands of years, but also a river of Chazi culture flowing from Wulong. After listening to the chants of Sichuan river and letting our memory travel through time and space, we can’t help thinking of the situation of grooming in the sunset. Ropes indicate their direction of advance, the old and young trackers hold hands and help each other to move forward, which shows the power of unity. The scorching sun is burning and thorns are ridden. They do not flinch. This is the essence of the slogan culture now, only with these spirits can we continue the wisdom and courage of the people of Wulong today and create the glorious history of the development of Wulong today. The essence of these songs is the source of strength for the civilization and progress, development and transcendence of the contemporary Wulong culture. The impression is Wulong, with clear water and green mountains. A boat passes by and the trumpet rises. It is the coexistence of spirit and culture. We recall it with memory and release it with thoughts. When we hear the footnotes of time, when we feel the profound heritage of the culture, we look forward to the bright prospect of Wulong. Although we are passers-by, we can’t help praising the rippling spring water of Chuanjiang, go to poetry and painting the towering Chuanjiang Canyon, and read the simple feelings of the people of Wu Long who unite and forge ahead. The soul of the young Trencher, the chant singing the Chuanjiang River, standing beside the Chuanjiang River to watch Wulong, taking off in Wulong, catching up and surpassing in Wulong, these are the impressions of my passing passengers, because the power of Trencher’s inspiration is.

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