At the first People's Congress in our city, I had the honor to make a report as a representative of the education sector, which was insignificant to others, but significant to me. For me, participating in all kinds of performance activities is not only to perform the duties of deputies to the National People's Congress, but also to follow in my father's footsteps.
My father was elected as the representative of the Seventh National People's Congress for his outstanding contribution to agriculture.
in 1962, when the national economy was in difficulties, my father left school to support agriculture according to the arrangement of his superiors. In order to popularize literacy education and science and technology education, my father founded literacy night schools and science and technology night schools in the village. In order to change the poverty and backwardness in the village, he found uncle Zhang Xinfang, a classmate who works in the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences, introduced high-yield crops such as wheat and corn, and led the masses to engage in plastic film mulching experiments such as peanuts and watermelons. The yield of the new peanut variety 7432 mu quadrupled, and the watermelon Bianjing No.1 was thin and sweet. Leading the villagers to the road of getting rid of poverty and getting rich, the villagers' faces have a smile that they have not seen for many years.
in the 197s, my hometown on the bank of the Yellow River was full of barren yellow soil, and the soil desertification was serious. There were no canals in the village, and irrigation only depended on a few mechanical wells. The yield of grain crops was only one hundred and twenty kilograms per mu, and the varieties of crops such as peanuts, sweet potatoes and soybeans were aging and the yield was extremely low. Poverty goes hand in hand, and eating well and wearing warm clothes has become the extravagant hope of the villagers. In those years, the birth rate was almost zero. In the face of the present situation, the father of the then captain was worried all day.
my father can get out of the field and sit in the study. It's not easy to lead the members to work in the fields during the day and read books under the oil lamp at night. However, my meager savings have been bought into books such as Wheat High-yield Technology and Edible Mushroom Cultivation Technology. My father has been saving up the power to change the poverty in rural areas and brewing magical strategies to make farmers live a rich life. The couplets at home are a portrayal of my father's mood at that time: "wisdom sets up the road to wealth, and courage blows open the door to happiness." Horizontal approval: go straight to a well-off society. "
When the east wind of the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee blew all over China and this remote village in northern Henan Province, the rural areas implemented the contract responsibility system of joint production, and the dream boat of my father leading the rich villagers began to set sail in the tide of the times. "If you are poor, you know what you know, but you should practice it." Every time my father introduces a high-yield crop from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences, he always does it himself and makes scientific experiments, and then recommends the crops and high-yield technologies suitable for planting in sandy soil to the villagers.
I remember that when planting peanuts with plastic film mulching, my father used the two acres of land in the west of my home as an experimental field, turning over the soil, ridging, mixing with drugs, sowing and covering with plastic film. The peanut fields covered with plastic film are covered with white light in the sun, which has become a beautiful scenery in the village. Father wrote down the sowing depth and spacing, temperature and humidity. When the peanut seedlings came out, my father took us to gently pierce the mulch film above the seedlings, and the newly grown seedlings boldly poked their heads out, relaxed their muscles and bones, refreshed themselves, looked at the vast fields with novel eyes, gulped fresh air and greedily accepted the baptism of the sun. Seeing that the seedlings changed from light yellow to light green, from light green to dark green, and the plants changed from small to large, my father's eyes were as kind as those of our four brothers and sisters.
? The sky is like a cover, and the earth stretches all around. With the peanuts sprouting branches and leaves, they grow stronger and stronger. My father is in a green ocean, like a general in a military parade, paying attention to the rows of peanut seedlings. The peanuts dare not neglect at all, and they are full of energy and lined up neatly for fear of failing their father.
from sowing time to seedling stage, from irrigation period to fertilization period, from flowering period to fruiting period, with the growth of peanut seedlings, my father records it every day. An alcohol lamp, a thermometer, a small balance and a shovel are my father's experimental tools. My father drew various forms by hand, recorded the experiment log in detail, and carefully wrote the experiment report. Every plant, every ridge, and every bed embodies my father's painstaking efforts and fills my father's hopes.
Peanuts grow thickly and noisily. full of green, with the dream of rich villagers, is getting closer to his father day by day. My father went out early and returned late, giving a lot of time to the experimental field. Every morning, the bright morning sun arched from the grove at the head of the village. My father had been working in the field for several hours with a thermometer and a notebook.
Even if it rains, my father is reluctant to leave the experimental field, wearing rubber shoes and hemp fiber. Even if the rain blurs his glasses, he still reviews the "troops" and looks like a general. He accompanied every peanut to fully suck the rain, he could hear the sucking sound of peanut roots, he could see the peanut seedlings growing sturdily, and when all peanuts were sucked enough, the world was calm, and his father smelled the fragrance of peanuts and soil. When my father came home, it was already dark, and my mother was busy serving rice and vegetables. We rushed to wash our faces. We can clearly see the shining light between his eyes and feel his patience and hope throughout his life.
My father loves his experimental field, the land that raised him, crops and vegetables, and even all life on the land, including trees, weeds, frogs and ladybugs that eat pests in the crops. My father dreamed that the barren land that raised him would blossom with wealth.
It's harvest time. My brother and sister in middle school and my sister in primary school are on autumn vacation. My father led us to pick out the peanut seedlings with the most fruit in the experimental field and the ordinary plot, divide them into two piles, check the number of peanut fruits respectively, and weigh each peanut horn.
I remember that in the autumn of that year, Director Sun and Brother Tianbao from the Agricultural Bureau came, Uncle Ji Chun and Aunt Mei Ju from the Agricultural Technology Extension Station in Dingluan Township came, and several newspaper reporters from the province also came. The government organized representatives from all towns and villages in the county to visit, and my father plucked a peanut from the ground and introduced the high-yield technology of the new variety Haihua 2 to people from afar. At that time, the reporter of Farmers Daily recorded this moment with a lens: under the vast and high sky, my father stood in the experimental field, holding a peanut covered with huge peanut horns and observing it affectionately. However, his young father lost a whole circle. Since then, people have known my hometown-Shizhuang Village, Dingluan Township, which is more than 2 kilometers away from the county seat.
The experiment was successful. My father handed the experimental report to the Agriculture Bureau and taught the villagers the planting techniques without reservation. Every household planted watermelons and peanuts with plastic film. Father walked out of the experimental field, went to the west, ran to the east, went to the south, and went to the north, giving guidance from house to house, checking the seedlings and answering questions. In autumn, in the face of the growing "peanut army", my father "points soldiers on the battlefield in autumn", sketching the prospect of a bumper harvest. In summer, watching the villagers put round watermelons into woven bags, put them on shelf cars or small four-wheels, walk out of the country, walk into the county seat and transport them to more distant places, my father showed a gratified smile on his face.
My father knew agriculture, loved farmers, buried himself in pulling carts, never forgot to look up at the road, understood national policies, based on the current situation in rural areas, thought about practical problems and sought solutions. In 1987, my father was elected as the representative of the Seventh National People's Congress. When the government sent a car to pick up my father, he just came back from the field, took off his clothes covered with dirt and sweat, put on a gray tunic suit that he rarely wears at ordinary times, and wore a pair of deep myopia glasses, all of which immediately exuded the elegance of intellectuals, and took the briefcase that he used to take when he went out for a meeting with a spade, without any sense of disobedience. With the blessing and expectation of my fellow villagers, my father went to Beijing to attend the meeting. During his tenure as a deputy to the National People's Congress, my father put forward dozens of suggestions on behalf of his hometown Changyuan, which were beneficial to accelerating the development of agricultural modernization, and all of them were adopted. Among them, the proposal No.58 "On the Establishment of Secondary Cooking Technical School in Changyuan County, Henan Province" put forward at the Fourth Session of the Seventh National People's Congress was answered and implemented by the Henan Provincial People's Government.
My father subscribes to several newspapers and periodicals every year. He lives in a humble room, cares about the world, is indifferent to fame and fortune, and is open-minded. From 1984 to 1992, his father was elected as the representative of the 7th, 8th and 9th National People's Congress in Changyuan County, and from 1987 to 1996, he was elected as the member of the 3rd, 4th and 5th CPPCC in Changyuan County. I still remember that in order to fulfill his duties, my father often stayed up all night reading books and newspapers, and often forgot to eat and sleep in high-yield experiments of crops. He enjoyed talking with visiting farmers and promoted agricultural production techniques for decades. My father advocated that every family should study, and everyone should be polite; Advocate green life and publicize the national policy of benefiting the people; Promote ecological agriculture and maintain rural environment. My father has an unfinished wish: to set up a library and calligraphy room at home, so that villagers can read and practice calligraphy in their spare time, broaden their horizons and enrich their souls. He said that to be a deputy to the National People's Congress, one must have a high degree of foresight, do practical things and be grounded, so as to win the hearts of the people and live up to his mission. The words are still in my ears, vivid and unforgettable.
in 217, I was elected as a representative of the municipal people's congress, and I know the heavy responsibility on my shoulders. Following my father's footsteps and inheriting his legacy, I am on the way to perform my duties as a representative. On August 15th last year, I visited Yunzhai Village in Puxi, Maozhuang Village in Mancun, Shangguan Village in Dingluan and Dalangkou Village in Zhaodi with the investigation team of the Standing Committee of the Municipal People's Congress. I felt the beauty of my hometown at close range and witnessed the changes in the countryside. After the activity, I wrote an article about my experience in beautiful countryside. Combined with the rural revitalization strategy of strong agriculture, rich farmers and beautiful countryside, I began to think about how to revitalize rural education, improve the professional quality of rural teachers, and think about the combination of my work and the performance of NPC deputies. He has visited schools in Fangli, Dingluan, Wuqiu, Weizhuang and Naoli successively, and sent teachers to the countryside in schools such as Fanxianghuzhuang Primary School, Mancun Yiqiu Primary School, Zhangsanzhai Central Primary School, Changcun Xiaoguo Primary School and Zhaodi Central Primary School, so as to understand the education status of rural primary and secondary schools, the working status and development needs of front-line teachers, promote the solution of outstanding problems restricting balanced education between urban and rural areas, and practice the responsibility and responsibility of an education representative with practical actions.
At the end of the report, thunderous applause sounded, for me and my father. I remember that in the spring of 218, I went to Zhoushan, Zhejiang Province to study. My father asked me how long I would study. I told him for a week, but my father was sent to the morgue. I miss my father who fought hard all his life but died suddenly. I have never left my heart for a moment in two years. All the honors, fame, status, happiness and honor in the world are eclipsed by my father when he was alive. A loving father is as kind as the sea, but there is no way to repay him. Only by following in his father's footsteps can he inherit his spirit.
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