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The pen at the bottom of the photo aroused Zhang Shaojie's curiosity, and it read: Guo Xinxin's master's graduation commemoration, signed on July 15, 1978 at the University of Pennsylvania. Zhang Shaojie knows that although Penn is ranked seventh in the United States, its Wharton School is ranked first in the United States, and its influence on Wall Street is very great.

There is a faint fragrance in the elegant study, not the smell of perfume, not the fragrance of flower buds, is this the lingering fragrance left on the girl's body?

When Zhang Shaojie washed up and went to bed and was about to fall asleep, Zhang Xiaohui, who was far away in another place, still couldn't sleep. After taking care of his mother in the hospital and having dinner, he and his brother came to the Jibei Hotel, but they got the news that the young president was gone, and the dawn that had already appeared was dimmed again. At this time, Xiaohui sat on the bed, feeling very uncomfortable, if it wasn't him, but he was always worried in his heart, if it was really him, but why did he hope to always be virtual, he said that good things are more grinding, how can he withstand autumn to winter and spring to summer. Alas! Brother, where the hell are you?

When Zhang Shaojie woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning of the next day. He walked downstairs and walked around the courtyard to familiarize himself with the situation in the community. It's a relatively upscale neighborhood with strict guards, and more than 20 cars parked in the yard, mostly Warsaw, Shanghai and Volga, with two Nissan cars standing out here. The No. 2 building where I live sits in the north and faces south, the south is not far from the courtyard wall, and the courtyard wall is very empty, and the Hero Mountain Park not far away is clear at a glance.

At nine o'clock, Zhang Shaojie came to the restaurant called "Daoxiangyuan" not far from the door, asked for a bowl of soy milk and four fritters, and hastily ate the first breakfast in his hometown. Although the breakfast is very simple, I haven't drunk this sweet soy milk for more than ten years, I haven't eaten this golden fritters, and I taste this ordinary snack unique to northern China, as if I have returned to more than ten years ago.

After dinner, Zhang Shaojie came to Hero Mountain Park, walked around the courtyard wall for a while, and entered the park from the west gate. Walk up the stairs, the pines and cypresses on both sides are lush, green grass, quiet and far-reaching. Now into October, some of the leaves begin to turn yellow and red, colorful, very good-looking, ask others for advice before you know, the hero mountain on the yellow oak tree, a autumn, the leaves will turn yellow and red, make the mountains all over the field red and a piece, therefore, the hero mountain was originally called Chixia Ridge, is because of the color and get the name of the mountain.

While admiring the autumn leaves all over the mountain, I continued to climb the mountain, and soon came to the martyrs' cemetery. When I was eight years old, when I went to the park with my grandfather, I came here to worship the martyrs and listen to my grandfather tell the story of the People's Liberation Army's attack on Jibei. In addition to the martyrs Wang Jianmei and Deng Enming, representatives of the First National Congress, more than 1,500 martyrs who died in the liberation of Jibei are also buried here. In the battle to liberate Jibei, more than 5,000 PLA commanders and fighters were sacrificed, which shows the fierceness of the battle at that time. Zhang Shaojie, who has admired heroes since he was a child, stood in front of the martyrs' tombs and silently bowed deeply to the martyrs.

Not far from the Martyrs' Cemetery is the majestic Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Tower. The tower is 34 meters high, the whole body is made of milky white granite, the base of the tower is double-layered, the north and south sides are engraved with wreath pattern relief, on both sides of the tower body, the handwritten "Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Tower" seven gilded characters are strong and powerful, the red five-pointed star embedded with chiseled at the top of the tower, like the blood of the martyrs is condensed, shining.

Here is the top of the Hero Mountain, the pole looks around, Ma'an Mountain, Wuli Mountain, Liuli Mountain, Qili Mountain in the field of vision, there are mountains outside the mountain, the mountains overlap, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the forests are forested. The red leaves of the coggie tree in the cluster of emerald green, the colors are gorgeous, colorful, embellished with the warmth of the sea of fire in the autumn mountain, soothing the galloping like the autumn wind and fierce horses in October, and the thick red leaves are like a hunting flag, dyeing the vast mountains here, such as a heavy pen splashing color to dress up the hero mountain more enchanting and charming.

Immersed in this beautiful scenery full of mountains and fields, Zhang Shaojie, who has been wandering outside for many years, seems to see the splendid future of the great motherland, as if he has heard the call of his relatives to him. At this moment, Zhang Shaojie, as a member of the sons and daughters of China, made up his mind to increase investment and actively support the construction of the motherland.

At noon, Zhang Daguan reluctantly left Hero Mountain Park and came to Daoxiangyuan Restaurant, asking for a plate of palace pork ribs, a Daoxiang private chicken and two taels of dumplings, while eating, while planning the activities of the past few days.

Since receiving the information from the headquarters that the African killer organization is about to send people into Huaxia to snipe him, his recent activity plan has been interfered with to a certain extent, and he must find out the details of the other party as soon as possible and take targeted preventive measures, which is the best policy.