C92 The Propaganda Education Firsthand Physicist

Jianguo Su exhaled and looked at Jianguo Su, "Jianguo, What should I do?"

"All you need to do is to let your child feel your emotions and feelings. " Su Jianguo approached the Jianjun Corps and said, "There is no need for you to feel burdened. As long as you say what you want to say, it will be fine. You just need to let your child know what you are thinking. " Su Jianguo consoled him.

"Tell the children what you are thinking?" Cheng Jianjun blanked for a moment. "Then what should I prepare?"

"Prepare a movie that you think you are proud of or touched by. Tell them what you like and what you look forward to. What you think is correct. " Su Jianguo asked again, "The department head said that as long as it is what you need, he will help you borrow it. "

"If that's the case, I hope for three movies. " Cheng Jianjun looked at Su Jianguo. "Three movies that make me feel deeply moved. "

"Which three?" Su Jianguo was puzzled.

"They are respectively Tang Zhiyun, Kai Feng Prefecture, and Silk Road. Can you take a look? " Cheng Jianjun looked at Su Jianguo.

"All of them are documentaries?" Su Jianguo had seen these three before. Cheng Jianjun nodded.

"Yes, three documentaries. But I want to use these three documentaries to tell my story. " Cheng Jianjun looked at Su Jianguo. "Tell me the story of us studying for the rise of China. "

"Okay, I will borrow it. " Su Jianguo nodded.

"Thank you. " Cheng Jianjun said gratefully.

Su Jianguo patted Cheng Jianjun's shoulder. "Brother, what are you thanking me for? Alright, I'll go and prepare. "

"All right. " Cheng Jianjun nodded and watched his brother leave. He sat alone in the teahouse and watched the scenery outside.

On this day, Hangzhou Youth Palace welcomed a very special teacher, the designer of Shanghai's railway department, Cheng Jianjun, who was read by Ben Shuo.

When Cheng Jianjun had just entered the Youth Palace, he was inevitably a little nervous. He looked at Su Jianguo, who was beside him, and said, "Jianguo. I am actually somewhat nervous for no reason. "

"It's fine. Relax. I believe in you. " Su Jianguo smiled and patted Chengjian Jun's shoulder. "Don't feel too much pressure. "

"Mhm, I will try my best. " Cheng Jianjun took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and walked into the conference room with the air conditioner on.

As the lights lit up, Cheng Jianjun looked at the lights. It was a green face with simple eyes filled with anticipation and anticipation.

Cheng Jianjun cleared his throat and walked to the podium. He looked at the crowd and saw Zhang Hong, Zhang Yu, Zhao Cheng, and Su Jianguo sitting side by side in the first row at the bottom left corner. Su Jianguo gave an encouraging smile, and Cheng Jianjun smiled.

Zhao Cheng and Zhang Yu were talking. Cheng Jianjun and Zhang Hong looked at each other. Zhang Hong nodded. Cheng Jianjun received the signal and began to tell the story that belonged to him.

Cheng Jianjun approached the microphone and patted it. When he saw that the voice of the microphone was normal, he softened the voice and began to share the memories that belonged to his youth with the children. Those things that he remembered deeply, those things that he still missed, and those exciting things.

"It's my honor to be able to come here and chat with you all about my understanding of science and engineering. " Cheng Jianjun looked at every child. He originally did not dare to look at the children's eyes. As he slowly opened the box, he relaxed his nervous mood as if he had entered a memory. He ignored everything around him as if he was the only one.

"I. . . Actually, it was a student who failed the college entrance exam. That year, I failed the exam at the same time as Jianguo. But my family told me that life cannot stop just like that. I should be unyielding. I am luckier than Jianguo. My parents and little sister fully support my revision. As for Jianguo, he had to take care of his family in his early years. As such, Jianguo and I chose different paths. " Cheng Jianjun looked at every child. Slowly, he smiled.

"When I got into university, to be honest, I was full of novelty and curiosity. I spent a day visiting Beijing Traffic University and started to draw everything I saw at that time. " Cheng Jianjun took out his own drawing book, This was a painting that he patiently put into the PowerPoint.

Along with the PowerPoint presentation, Zhao Cheng and Zhang Hong looked at each other. They sat up straight. This was. . . The change from 1990 to 2005, Hangzhou Train Station and Beijing Train Station, as well as the change from 1999 to 2005 Shanghai Train Station.

Zhang Yu picks up the reading glasses and looks at every painting on it and is stunned. Is this the city's change that was recorded in a brush for 15 years? Was it Hangzhou and Beijing?

"This is in 1990. When I went to college in my first year, everyone was riding a bicycle. There were also young people who wore sunglasses fashionable. This one was in 1995, When I graduated from college and got into my first year of postgraduate studies, everyone started to have motorcycles. Some people even started to have cars. This one was in 2005. As you've all said, our cars have started to become popular this year. " Cheng Jianjun pointed at the painting in his hand, He looked at everyone.

"However, have you seen everyone's spiritual appearance? Was it different? In 1990, many people were confused. They looked at the sack and didn't know where it went. In 1995, everyone was determined. . . They carried the canvas bag to their destination. In 2005, many people were a hundred times more confident. Carry the backpack and head to the city in your heart. " Cheng Jianjun trembled as he drew the people in the paintings. The people and things in the paintings.

"I didn't have any thoughts at the time, I just wanted to record what I saw, and use my brush to record what I saw. But when I turned around to look at the changes in fifteen years. . . "Cheng Jianjun paused, then looked at every child," I found that in fifteen years, too many changes had happened to us. "

Cheng Jianjun lowered his voice by a few octaves and looked at each child. "What changes have happened? We. . . From confusion to determination, fifteen years. Maybe I don't know what happened at that time, or maybe something is quietly happening. . . But when we look back, we find that we have become the leaders of this history. . . We were the blacksmiths of this part of history, but we didn't know what it meant when we personally experienced it! "

Although Cheng Jianjun's hands were trembling, his heart gradually calmed down. As a scene appeared, Cheng Jianjun looked at every child. "I think this is history, historical figures are lost in the game, Cheng Jianjun said. But if we look back, we might be able to prepare in advance. . . If we knew that it was so important. But time is like gold, inch-gold, inch-long time. . . It was hard to buy and impossible to buy. Isn't that so?"

" So, I've been reflecting on it. What exactly are we born for, what is the value of our existence in every period of time. . . And what we lived for, what we fought for. Until. . . I saw an interesting documentary. I found the answer, and the answer is a recent documentary from 'Tang Zhiyun'. Everyone can take a look. "

Cheng Jianjun clicked on the player. Following the broadcast of Tang's Yun, many children began to watch, watching the brilliance of Great Tang, watching the beauty of Tang Shi.

Cheng Jianjun picked up the wireless microphone and stared at the screen. As if he was talking to him, he continued. "Perhaps Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaoyang, and Luo Binwang didn't know what kind of historical mission they were going to carry. They only knew how to start something interesting. That was the absolute rule or the standard of a lawyer. As Tang Shi took shape, in the following thousands of years, We have seven, seven, and five. "

"We can sense the aura of the Tang Dynasty from the Tang Shi that was left behind. We can feel the bearing of the poet of the Tang Dynasty, and we can understand the changes of the Tang Dynasty through the poems of Shi Dufu. The poems left behind history. They also left behind traces for us to understand the people at that time. But the people of that time. . . What about them themselves?" Cheng Jianjun threw the first question to every child sitting there.

"At that time, did they think about what kind of far-reaching impact their poems would have on the future generations? But did they think about what kind of deep abyss effect their feelings would have on the future generations? Do they know? Or, do they not know? Do any of you have any opinions?" Cheng Jianjun asked every child.

This question stunned the children. This was the first time someone had asked such a question.

This was a very philosophical question.

"Teacher, are you saying that you don't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain? If that's the case, I don't think they know. "

"No, if they don't know, then why did the 'Legend of the World on behalf of Li Jingye' article become an order from Luo Bin King to conquer Wu Zetian? It's obvious that they have the intention of taking the world as their first priority. They know their mission. "

"That's not right either. If they knew, why did the Four Heroes of the First Tang fail? And why did Li Bai and He Zhizhang not allow the Great Tang to prosper? "

" If he didn't know, why did Wang Wei think that he could rule a region before and after the reign of the Loyalty Monastery? Or is it a poet with both poetry and painting? "

"But if he knows, why can't Du Fu and Li Bai change anything?"

"Li Bai has been repeatedly suspended from office, just like Su Dongpo. "

"Or is it that a poet can't change the country?"

"But at that time, Wang Changling was a borderline poet and wrote many borderline poems. Moreover, the Great Tang's war was comparable to the strong Han. Perhaps Wang Changling and the others were the ones who truly woke up. "

"Right, Wang Changling, he was a borderline poet and also a general. "

"Teacher, is it Wang Changling? Is he the one you were talking about?"

Zhang Hong and Zhao Cheng looked at each other. Children from 1985 are indeed different from children from 1975. In a short ten years, children's thinking pattern has changed and they are really starting to look at problems through debate.

Su Jianguo raises an eyebrow. Sure enough, the questions are tricky enough.

"Yes, Wang Changling is more suited to the appearance of an awakened Tang poet. The reason why Great Tang thrives. . . It's not just Wang Changling advising the king to drink a glass of wine, a heroic poet who has no friends in the world, There were also ministers and generals who were working hard for the country and the people. The Great Tang was because their civil officials and generals worked together. The Emperor's politics was clear, and the poet was both civil and military. They fight for the country. " Cheng Jianjun dragged out the topic, "Do you know. . . Why? "

"Why?"