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When the Double Ninth Festival arrived, Shandan, as a doctor in the unit, accompanied the agency to go out with retired veteran cadres and climb high and look far away.

The old people all heard about what happened to Shandan, and they were all sympathetic and regretful.

When Shandan first arrived at the unit, he was in charge of the work of veteran cadres for two years, so most of the old people were very familiar with Shandan and had a good relationship.

With their decades of life, to comfort Shandan.

Looking at the old and vivid faces, Shandan couldn't help but burst into tears.

Aunt Lin took Shandan's hand all the way to comfort her: "Human life is like this, it can't be helped! You are still young, and the days ahead are still long, don't fall into it and can't get out, that is to suffer yourself." When my child was three years old, his father died. Your sadness and suffering today, Aunt Lin understands: it is really a failure to make the heavens and the earth unspiritual. That kind of despair of life......" After so many years, Aunt Lin still cried the same way.

Aunt Lin somewhat eased her emotions: "But it doesn't matter, you are still young, and some good days are waiting for you." Today's misfortune is just a hurdle, just cross it. Don't you think Aunt Lin is doing well now? It doesn't matter, sad is sad, but you can't break down, you still have children to raise!"

Shandan couldn't cry, and she nodded vigorously.

Originally, it was a festive day for everyone to come out and let off steam, climb high and look into the distance, but because of what happened to Shandan, these seventy or eighty-year-old people were a little overwhelmed. They wanted to comfort her and love her, but they were afraid that it would hurt her heart.

Get on the bus and sit in the last position of the bus, next to an eldest sister surnamed Liu who has just come to the unit. She looked at Shandan who was in tears along the way and said: "Don't cry, what's the use of crying? Who hasn't had ups and downs in this life? How can there be smooth sailing? Raise your head and walk, there is no flame mountain that you can't pass." Most people who have lost their lovers are, and you are not the only one, what's the point of crying?"

"Also, your situation is okay, at least you have a stable job and income, and your life is not a problem. There are many people who can't even eat, and thinking about them makes me feel less sad. Aunt Li on the side also comforted.

As if other people's misfortunes can alleviate their own sadness, where is this?

However, Shandan was still very grateful for their intentions, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and slowly calmed down.

The old people, who had always talked and laughed, did not speak, and the carriage looked dull and abnormal. Ah Ying looked at everyone's gloomy faces, stood up and said: "The Double Ninth Festival is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. ”

After saying that, everyone applauded, and there was some anger in the carriage.

"Let me say a few words," said Uncle Lin, who has always been known for his knowledge, "The Double Ninth Festival has a history of more than 2,000 years. The origin of the Double Ninth Festival can be pushed back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period at the earliest. During the Warring States period, Chongyang was already taken seriously, but it was only an activity carried out in the imperial palace.

During the Han Dynasty, the custom of celebrating the Chung Yeung Festival gradually became popular. Legend has it that Mrs. Qi, the concubine of Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was murdered by Empress Lu, and a maid in front of her, Jia, was expelled from the palace and married a poor man. Jia brought Chongyang's activities to the people. Jia said to people: In the palace, on the ninth day of September every year, you must wear dogwood, eat tent bait, and drink chrysanthemum wine in order to live a long life. Since then, the customs of Chongyang have spread among the people. ”

"The name of the Double Ninth Festival is recorded in the Three Kingdoms period. According to Cao Pi's "Nine Days and the Book of Zhong Xuan": The years go by and the months come and go, and the September 9 suddenly returns. Nine is the number of yang, and the sun and the moon should be combined, and the name is popular, thinking that it is suitable for a long time, so it is necessary to enjoy the banquet.

Tao Yuanming, a literati of the Jin Dynasty, said in the preface to the poem "Nine Days of Idleness": Yu Xianju loves the name of Jiu. Qiu Ju Yingyuan, and holding the mash, empty service Jiuhua, pinned on words. Chrysanthemums and wine are mentioned here. During the Wei and Jin dynasties, there were customs of appreciating chrysanthemums and drinking alcohol. Chrysanthemums bloom in mid-autumn, and drinking and appreciating chrysanthemums is the right time.

During the Tang Dynasty, the Double Ninth Festival was designated as an official holiday. Since then, the court and the people have celebrated the Chung Yeung Festival together, and various activities have been carried out during the festival.

In the Song Dynasty, the Double Ninth Festival was more lively, and "Tokyo Menghualu" once recorded the grand occasion of the Double Ninth Festival in the Northern Song Dynasty. "Wulin Old Things" also records that the Southern Song Dynasty court 'made a heavy nine rows on the 8th', waiting for a grand amusement the next day.

In the Ming Dynasty, the eunuchs and concubines in the palace began to eat flower cakes together to celebrate from the first day of the new year. On the ninth day of Chongyang, the emperor will personally go to Wansui Mountain to climb the high and enjoy the scenery in order to enjoy the autumn aspirations.

The customs of the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty have also been prevalent.

Since the 80s of the 20th century, some places in China have designated the ninth day of the ninth month of the summer calendar as the Day of the Elderly, advocating that the whole society establish an atmosphere of respecting, respecting, loving and helping the elderly. In 1989, the Chinese government designated the ninth day of the ninth lunar month as the 'Old People's Day' and 'Respect for the Elderly Day'. ”

As soon as Uncle Lin's words fell, warm applause rang out.

"Uncle Lin deserves to be a doctoral supervisor! Who can recite a few poems to us about the Double Ninth Festival? A-Ying said.

"I'm coming," Luo Haichang, who usually dances and writes, stood up and said: "Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Man's Village"

The old man Gu Ji invited me to Tian's house. The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside.

Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine. Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums. Applause!"

Everyone laughed and applauded enthusiastically.

"Who else will liven up the atmosphere for us?" Ah Ying looked at Tang Siqi who was sitting in the corner.

Tang Siqi turned out to be the director of the unit's literature classroom, a department-level cadre, and he was very elegant and civil. When she is old, she is also a virtuous and quiet temperament.

I saw her slowly stand up: "Then I will recite a song of Du Mu's "Nine Days of Qi Mountain Climbing" to everyone

Jiang Han's autumn shadow goose flew for the first time, and the guest carried the pot on Cuiwei.

It is rare to laugh in the world, and the chrysanthemum must be full of heads.

But it will be drunk and rewarded, and it will not be hated and sunset.

This is the only way in the past, why should Niu Shan be alone. ”

After she finished chanting, the applause still rang out, but only Shandan could understand her intentions, Shandan looked up at her and smiled lightly, she turned back and nodded lightly, and the two of them completed the delivery of their hearts.

The meaning of this poem is: the river reflects the shadow of autumn, and the geese have just flown south, and they invite friends to climb the peaks and mountains with wine pots. It is rare to smile when the troubles of the world are in life, and when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, they must be inserted with their heads full. You should only indulge in drinking and rewarding the Chung Yeung Festival, and you don't have to sigh at the sunset. Life is short, and it has always been like this, why bother to cry alone like Qi Jinggong to Niu Shan. Luo Haichang immediately gave the translation, and the big guy understood Director Tang Siqi's intentions.

But Shandan has always thought of a poem in his heart: being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of his relatives every festival. The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.