There are no titles, no additional titles, no positions and halos that represent honor, not even adjectives, just like a call to a simple friend from afar, like to a loved one, to one's most beloved elder.

"Hello XP!"

These four simple words, like thunder and lightning shining in the black sky and in the haze and fog, pierced the dullness in the hearts of everyone present, and also crossed the hearts of young people, and illuminated every corner of the motherland in the direction of progress, which aroused the strong resonance in the hearts of everyone present eight years ago.

Zhang Zhenyi has never felt this kind of exciting and irrepressible touch, his heart seems to flow a hot river, the whole person is wrapped in a strong heroic feeling, he has often tasted this simple greeting before, but it is far less shocking and powerful than this time, the words are simple but full of affection.

"Well, it's not right that you all come to the station early in the morning to wait for me an old man, but yes, I'm also very happy to meet you comrades."

The old man greeted the comrades with a strong Sichuan accent, his expression was slightly happy, he looked very energetic, turned sideways, shook hands with the comrades one by one, and then walked a few steps on the platform, and then turned back to the leader of the Han River and preached:

"Tell me, tell me how economic construction is going, how reform and opening up are going, don't engage in formalism, tell the truth, and do practical things!"

The old man's words were very powerful, loud, and slightly chilling on the platform of Jiangkou Station, a large number of people had gathered at this time, but they did not bother the venerable elder, but stood on the inside of the platform, watching the old man talk to the comrades in the province.

The young man accompanied the old man, stood beside the lady, carefully recorded every word, every look, every action of the old man, and then lowered his head and quickly wrote some brief words on the paper, the temperature of the cold winter was a little low, and his fingers were frozen and difficult to bend, but at this moment, he was full of great enthusiasm and wrote down every word of the old man.

After listening to the local leaders' briefings on the reform and construction in recent years, the old man nodded slightly, and then, a trace of solemn color appeared on his face, and he said earnestly to the extremely comrades in Jianghan Province around him:

"In the past few years of governance and rectification, reform and opening up have done a lot of things, and if there is no reform and opening up, then the rectification work will not be carried out so smoothly."

Then he emphasized with great caution:

"Some countries have made extremely serious mistakes, and even reached the situation of national collapse, but we should not panic about this, and do not think that the idea that we have always adhered to is wrong, wrong, it does not exist, this is a wrong idea.

At present, there are some bad things affecting us in China, and these things are all wrong and must be forcefully overthrown, and they can all hinder our development, and even bury the future and destiny of our country, and destroy the thinking we adhere to; we must not only develop the economy and intensify reform, but also adhere to our thinking and line and defeat these erroneous ideas.

We must always adhere to the line, principles, and policies since the Third Plenary Session of the CPC Central Committee, and the key is to adhere to the basic line, because failure to adhere to it is a dead end, and to adhere to the basic line for 100 years without wavering; only by adhering to it will our people trust you and support you, and no one can change it, and whoever wants to change it will be beaten, and the people will not agree to it. ”

The old man's words seemed calm and powerful in this winter morning, and the old man, who was nearly ninety years old, was thinking about the future and destiny of the country, and the handwriting of the young man flowed out one by one very quickly, and his heart seemed extremely excited, and he knew that what he was writing was not only a line of simple and simple words, but also a broad road to which the great motherland was about to go.

Then the old man waved his hand, and waved his thin palm vigorously in front of him, and kept talking in his mouth, as if he had endless words and worries.

"Development is the last word, and to a certain extent, the key to whether or not we can do a good job in our country lies in the people, and whether we can do a good job from ourselves, whether we are doing things correctly or not, should mainly look at whether it is conducive to the development of socialist productive forces, whether it is conducive to enhancing the comprehensive national strength of a socialist country, and whether it is conducive to improving the people's living standards."

"Don't be afraid to engage in more foreign-funded enterprises, as long as we are sober-minded, there is nothing to fear, we have large and medium-sized state-owned enterprises, township enterprises, and more importantly, the political power is in our hands.

It is necessary to select young people to be trained, not to be superstitious, and to let young comrades take on great responsibilities.

Now, there is also a problem that you have too much formalism, turn on the TV, it is full of meetings, there are too many meetings, the articles are too long, the speeches are too long, the content is repetitive, and there are not many new things. You have to repeat what you say, but you have to say it simply, concisely, not bureaucracy, and do more things and talk less. I suggest that we focus on this issue. ”

The old man spoke earnestly and earnestly, and every word was carefully considered, not much to say and not too much to say, and the words were very incisive and powerful, just like the warm wind blowing in the cold winter, which made people feel vibrated from the depths of their hearts.

In the end, he said earnestly: "We must learn, we must be effective, we must always learn from the great leader's truth-seeking, we relied on this in the past, we rely on this now, and in the future, we will rely on this." ”

The wind of January, wrapped in the frost and snow of the north, with the message of awakening the sleeping earth, blew from the station at the mouth of the river to the land of the motherland, at this time the people did not know that their beloved leader was in the wind and frost, at the age of 90, sticking to his last belief in the motherland and the people, in his heart, always with the future of the motherland, in this turbulent years, resolutely fulfilled his duties, and did what a citizen and an old party member should do the most.

The cold wind blew on his face, Zhang Zhenyi shuddered, the pen in his hand trembled and slipped from between his fingers, bent down and was about to pick up the pen, but was unexpectedly stepped on by a comrade in Hanjiang Province, and there was a crisp sound, which suddenly made the old man in contemplation move slightly, and then said with a smile:

"Hehehe, your comrades in the province are good now, you have stepped on the pen of my little comrade, how can you compensate him for a pen, otherwise, the comrades of the Central Committee will not receive his manuscript, and you will be responsible! Hehehe! ”

"Hey, hey, chief, you're joking, I've got one here."

The young man calmly smiled at the old man and the comrades of Jianghan Province, and took out a pen from his pocket, it was the comrades of Hanjiang who found out that this person who had been immersed in making records was actually a teenager, and they were immediately surprised, could this be the child of the chief's family? It's not like that.

"Comrade XP, this kid is very interesting!"

The main leader of the province smiled and talked lightly, but as he spoke, he took out a brand new pen from his pocket and handed it to the young man.

"Come on, little comrade, our comrade has broken your pen, then I will compensate you for a pen instead of him, and you must write down everything the chief said!"

"Okay, I'll do as you instruct!"

Zhang Zhenyi hesitated slightly, and when he saw that there was some encouragement in the old man's eyes, he reached out and took it.

"This kid is amazing, the articles you have read are written by him, the theoretical level is very solid, you still have to learn from him, the little guy is very good, this time I asked him to see the achievements of our national construction, let him write better articles."

As soon as Zhang Zhen heard that the old man had specially praised himself, he was stunned on the spot, and then he was extremely happy, and he forgot to write it down for a while.

On the short platform of a few hundred meters, the old man walked and stopped, talking back and forth, and the local leading comrades eagerly listened to the words of the great leader, and their hearts were full of beautiful expectations for the future of the motherland, and they were also full of incomparably deep respect for this great old man.

As time passed bit by bit, the train slowly honked again, and at this time the comrades of Jiang Han seemed to realize that perhaps this was a very rare or even eternal meeting, and immediately rushed forward to shake hands with the old man and say goodbye, the platform in the cold wind was hot, and people were full of tears and laughter to say goodbye to the old man.

"Xiao Li, you hurry up and find the little comrade just now, and ask him to copy a copy of what Comrade Xiaoping said to us, and give him the address and contact information, quickly!"

A responsible comrade in Jianghan Province was very assertive and instructed the staff around him to ask Zhang Zhenyi for contact information, and also left his own information, and at this time, the old man was also dismantled and helped to get on the train again, before leaving, he stood on the car and turned around and waved to the people on the platform outside the window, and suddenly the entire platform resounded with bursts of warm applause.

"Comrade XP!"

"Comrade XP!"

Looking at the scene outside the window, Zhang Zhenyi pressed the shutter one by one to record this moving scene, this camera was given to him by the comrades in the center before parting, so that he could take some photos.

Looking at this scene, as well as the manuscript with handwriting on his hand, his heart was hot, he really didn't expect to be able to experience such a journey, in this big era that is about to open, he also left footprints, and it is so dazzling, so magnificent and atmospheric, although he is just a small butterfly, but he has witnessed that great figure, as well as those unforgettable scenes.

Looking at the platform that began to slowly retreat as the train moved forward, the boy was a little stupid.

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