Prose paying tribute to educated youth

In the magnificent struggle history of the Chinese nation, you used youth as a pen and sweat as ink to describe the dedication and sacrifice of your generation, and devoted your generation's ideals, ambitions, feelings and love. Educated youth, a crowd with special symbols, humbly pursues the footprints that once stayed in the distance here.

Time flies, inadvertently, your temples have added a few strands of silver, but a heavy passion, a deep concern, all with the imprint of the times and traces of youth. Life belongs to everyone only once, and youth is the best time in one's life, and only once. With youthful enthusiasm, youthful blood and loyalty to the motherland, you have gone through the most difficult journey since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and with the immature shoulders of that year, together with countless ordinary people, you have carried the * * * and the building in the storm. To say that youth has no regrets, its significance should be here. So, although many people will not understand your generation, you will still have an unforgettable experience. As an educated youth said: Although our youth disappeared in that land, we gained valuable spiritual wealth.

In troubled times, you have experienced hardships and vicissitudes. At the time of land reclamation, I lived in a humble tent, ate coarse grains such as zongzi and drank vegetable soup three times a day. Mosquito bites take turns, and you have nowhere to hide. Fishing for wheat in the water, grabbing food in Longkou, sweating and covered in mud. Repairing water conservancy and roads, picking up a big pick and shovel is not afraid of the hot sun, and it hurts all over. In the mountains and forests, I used my thin shoulders to carry the thick logs and shouted the labor song. You watered your ideals with salty sweat, and turned the ancient wasteland into a world-famous granary with calloused hands. In the Great Northern Wilderness, you experienced hardships and strengthened yourself. It is the bottom of this bowl of old wine in the Great Northern Wilderness that makes your bones and muscles strong. On the journey of life, you have found the coordinates and can stand the test of any hardships.

Your generation is almost the same age as * * * and China, and has almost shared the difficulties of the country in every special period. You have experienced the joy of resuming the college entrance examination, the confusion of being laid off, the fatigue of work, or the distress of not being able to afford a house ... Most of you are still poor, and the life of that year left you not only happy memories, but also pain and regret. Even when counting the list of companions who went to the countryside to jump the queue together, I found that some names have been marked with black boxes, which is distressing! These people who should have made a difference to society died young. Some of them died in the flood fighting, some gave their lives to save people and died in the sea of fire, some fell in the frontier militia duty, and some died of illness or car accident, which is regrettable! But you have no regrets, because the cold and hard years in the Great Northern Wilderness have honed your unyielding heart! This makes you never give up in the face of setbacks, always forge ahead and forge ahead!

In that special era, with a strong nostalgia for the villagers, those folks in the Great Northern Wilderness who are simple in nature and kind in heart tried their best to protect your children who are strangers and far away from their parents with generous true feelings! With their help, you gritted your teeth and survived the hard times, and you have memories of the past here today! That's why you still love the Great Northern Wilderness after so many years.

"When I first saw you, the heat flow of love poured out of my heart. I stood in the wilderness and shouted, I love you, love your vast fertile fields, and love your bold charm! Great Northern Wilderness My Great Northern Wilderness, I gave you everything. My life is in your fruit and my blood is in your river, even in the Ming Dynasty! I will sleep in your arms when I die. " This song "Song of the Great Northern Wilderness Man" was popular in the 1980s, singing the love and care of educated youth for the black land of the Great Northern Wilderness.

Your hard work and beautiful youth will always shine on the black land of the Great Northern Wilderness. In this melting pot, you are proud of suffering, take pleasure in suffering, stand the test, cultivate your sentiment, exercise your bones and muscles, and accumulate the most precious life wealth on your growth path; You have experienced wind and rain, seen the world in a vast world, known the society, honed your will, studied and practiced, and increased your talents; On this big stage, you have dedicated your youth, shed sweat and worked hard. With your wisdom and life, you have composed a song of youth without regrets, left a glorious trail of struggle and pursuit, and established a' glorious achievement' that will go down in history forever. Many educated youths moved from the countryside where they jumped the queue to their respective jobs, and some became the best in all kinds of work; Some have become top talents in the fields of education, health, science and technology; Some have become famous writers in the literary world; Some people become entrepreneurs and make contributions to society. ...

An educated youth wrote in his memoirs: I salvage this past event in the long river of life, and I always want to weigh its weight with my hands, smell its fragrance with my nose and listen to its wonderful music with my ears. My youth footprint was left in the black land of the north. Looking back on yesterday, I have many ideas. The Great Northern Wilderness has left the footprints of our educated youth, which can't be annihilated by the wind and snow, and the years can't be erased. It's footprints printed in our lives! Although the cold of the northland that God has given you remains, the charm of midsummer will follow. You taught us not only to work hard, but also to be calm; You taught us not only to be enterprising, but also to be content; You not only taught us tolerance, but also taught us gratitude. ...

A mother who used to be an educated youth once looked up and said to her son, who was 1.8 meters tall, "Although there were so many joys and sorrows after returning to the city and you were by my side, what my mother deeply missed was the life in the Great Northern Wilderness. Because this is as young as you. " Mother's eyes are full of distant thoughts, deeply touching her son's simple heart.

Long rivers and deep black soil friendship. The vast world will never be forgotten. This is your second hometown, where your sweat and even tears flow, and where your youthful footprints will always be engraved. You have selflessly dedicated your precious youth to the economic and social development here, and some of you even sleep in the land of the frontier of the motherland. Some old educated youths have been working here until their retirement, and have devoted their lives to various undertakings in this black land. Over the past 40 years, many educated youths have stepped into places where dreams haunt them, looking back on the past and remembering it vividly. Although the educated youth were old, the story of going to the countryside may become a distant legend. But you haven't forgotten every inch of land and people here. The folks in the Great Northern Wilderness will never forget you and will miss you forever!

Today, we should sincerely pay tribute to the past history! Pay tribute to the vast number of educated youth friends, never get old!