Rebuild 2005

Chapter 75 [075] I am the only light
On Monday morning, the fiery red sun rose from the sky through the thin mist. All the students of Yuanxian Middle School lined up according to their classes and stood in front of the rostrum on the school playground.

The national anthem was played, and the red flag rose slowly against the red sun.

Standing in the crowd, Wei Qingfan looked at the red flag, counted the rhythm of the national anthem silently, and began to worry about it secretly.

Soon!
There is still a part of the national anthem, and we are almost at the top. Wait, do you still have a way to go?

"almost!"

Someone nearby was talking in a low voice, obviously they all noticed the mistake of the flag raiser.

Sure enough, because the front was crawling too fast, Hongqi began to slow down significantly during the last distance, from a rabbit to a tortoise, stuck there slowly, as if motionless.

Finally, after nearly 20 seconds of stagnation in the torment, with the end of the music, the red flag finally showed an obvious upward trend again, and hit the top of the flagpole with singing as if sprinting at the last moment.

Seeing it flying high in the sky, everyone in the playground seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head walked up to the rostrum and delivered a speech. It was almost the end of the semester, so study hard, and then said: "In addition, I would like to tell the students a good news. Last month, the Provincial Education Bureau In the province-wide composition competition for middle school students organized by the school, the school leaders selected and organized our school students to actively participate in the competition, with excellent results!

"Especially Wei Qingfan, a student from Class 16, Grade [-], won the provincial first prize. Everyone applauds and encourages!"

This news was only spread in a small area before, and not many people knew about it. Even the students who participated in the competition didn't know the news of the award. If there was no movement, they thought it was the result.

At this time, I suddenly learned that someone in the school had won the first prize, and when many people were applauding, they couldn't help but whispered to each other.

The third-year students also came, and Gu Chengyu was also in the crowd when he heard the news, and was immediately stunned.

He was full of confidence at first, thinking that he would definitely have a chance to win the prize, but in the end there was no movement at all, and he went to ask his uncle specifically, and he was depressed for several days when he learned that he hadn't won the prize.

But everyone didn't win the prize, it's not something to be ashamed of, and it turned out...

Wei Qingfan actually won the provincial first prize?

Didn't he write off topic?

Too shameless!
He recalled that when he came back from the exam, he had been talking all the way, and felt his face was burning. He couldn't help cursing inwardly, thinking that Wei Qingfan must be trying to trick him on purpose.

"Next, we invite student Wei Qingfan to speak and share his valuable experience with us!"

The dean took the lead in applauding, and the applause became enthusiastic again.

Holding two pieces of paper, Wei Qingfan walked out of the class queue, enjoying curious, envious, and admiring eyes along the way, and walked towards the rostrum with his head held high.

When he walked up to the rostrum, he saw Wei Qinghuan in the crowd next to him. She was not too tall, and she was sitting in the front. She was waving to Wei Qingfan vigorously, as if to show that she was his brother.

Wei Qingfan glared at her, but he stepped on the ground, staggered, and almost fell.

The dean, who was looking at him with a smile on his face, was startled, and hurried over, as if wanting to support him.

I don't know if it's because the dew hasn't dried up at night, or the director's feet are slippery. He wanted to come over to give Wei Qingfan a hand, but just as he took a step, he staggered and barely stood still, when he heard the students in the audience laughing One sound.

The dean coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and waved his hands to signal everyone to keep quiet. At the same time, he gave Wei Qingfan his eyes, telling him to come over and speak quickly.

Wei Qingfan smiled awkwardly at the teaching director, then walked to the set-up microphone, coughed, and explained to the students behind the queue who didn't know what happened: "I'm sorry, it's my first acceptance speech. , a little excited, almost slipped and fell."

There was another roar of laughter from the audience, and Wei Qingfan also laughed, and then continued to laugh: "This profoundly illustrates a very simple truth, that is, you should not be complacent when you succeed, or you may stumble at any time."

The laughter in the audience stopped, and the dean and Jiang Changjun, who had frowned just now because he mentioned that he almost fell, also relaxed their frowns, secretly praising the student for his resourcefulness.

If Wei Qingfan is a successful person at this time, or has a very bluffing title, this insignificant cleverness can be praised by everyone, and it may even be included in the composition.

But he was just an ordinary student who won an award. Most of the students in the audience didn't know much about him before, so there was no such effect at all, and many people even felt that he was blunt and embarrassing.

Wei Qingfan coughed again, and then began to express his feelings in a serious manner: "Thanks to the great motherland for giving me the opportunity to read and write, thanks to the Provincial Education Bureau for hosting this competition, and thanks to the school leaders and my class teacher Mr. Jiang Changjun for their trust and guidance , and of course my classmates, my award is inseparable from your support and encouragement.”

Uncle Benshan's "thank you TV" meme will not come out until the 08 Spring Festival Gala, but Wei Qingfan's serious thanks still makes many students find it funny. I couldn't help myself from laughing out loud.

Of course, his attitude is very sincere, and some people think he is too hypocritical, which makes him more and more annoying.

Jiang Changjun's face in the audience was turning green, how could he thank him for doing this?Especially the opening sentence "Thanks to the motherland" made him feel that Wei Qingfan was deliberately looking for trouble.

"I know that many students must be curious about what kind of essay can win the provincial first prize. Next, let me appreciate this essay with everyone."

It took Wei Qingfan less than a minute to finish his speech, then changed the subject and began to read his composition:

"The composition is called My Surname:
My surname is Wei, reed's reed, a very rare and remote surname.Growing up, I never met anyone with my surname other than my blood relatives.

I have seen many celebrities with other surnames in books and TV, but I have never seen one with the surname Wei.I asked my parents, is our surname Wei a descendant of that celebrity?Has there ever been a famous person named Wei?

Mom and Dad can't answer.I asked the uncle again, and the uncle told me that the surname Wei may have come from Zhao Dingchen, a famous official in the Northern Song Dynasty.Zhao Dingchen, nicknamed Weixi Weng, was a poet and had contacts with famous people such as Su Shi and Wang Anshi.Our surname Wei may be his descendant, and we take his name as our surname.

The uncle is not sure that this is the origin of Wei's surname, but I was excited for a while, and after being excited, I began to feel lost again.Zhao Dingchen is not famous, nor is he powerful, so when mentioning him, it is necessary to bring up his contacts with famous people such as Su Shi and Wang Anshi to prove that he is still famous, and if the surname is Su and Wang, There is no need.

However, in the long history, except for Zhao Dingchen, I have been unable to find any other famous person surnamed Wei, and Zhao Dingchen's surname is not Wei.

This made me feel depressed and lonely, as if in the long river of Chinese history, I was a wave that was excluded.

......"

Wei Qingfan hastily finished his thanks, and then began to show off his award-winning composition. Both the leaders and teachers in the audience were frowning secretly, and Jiang Changjun couldn't wait to lift him off the stage and beat him up.

Many students were also secretly amused, but as Wei Qingfan slowly read back, more and more people began to listen seriously.

At this age, few people will take the initiative to explore things related to surnames, but as one of the veins of Chinese civilization inheritance, its importance is self-evident, and it has already been immersed in the blood.

In addition, Wei Qingfan's composition is not boring, and has a certain storyline.

"I went to look for the origin of the surname. The origin of the surname can be traced back to the clan society period. In the pre-Qin period, the surname and family name were different. During the Qin and Han Dynasties, the surnames gradually merged, and there were more and more surnames. The reason is that in the long history, people have continued to change their surnames. For example, it is very common to use the ancestor's country name as the surname, the first name as the surname, and the name as the surname.

That is to say, different surnames today may have the same ancestor. For example, many surnames are derived from the Ji surname; and ancient surnames such as Jiang, Si, and Ying are also the source of modern surnames, and the Zhao surname is derived from the Ying surname.

It got me thinking a lot.My surname is inherited from my father, but I also have my mother's blood and genes. My father's surname is inherited from my grandfather, but he also has my grandma's blood and genes.

I feel that there are two long lines of blood in me, one from my father and one from my mother; they also have two long lines of blood, one from their father and one from their mother; Grandma, grandparents, and grandparents each have two long bloodlines... Such long bloodlines form a huge dense network, which extends against the long river of time to the origin of human civilization.

In a trance, I seem to see faces along the blood network. They are my ancestors, and their blood flows through my body; I live on the same land as them, look up at the same starry sky, and appreciate The same moon, using the same words..."

When Wei Qingfan read this, there was no sound in the huge playground. Whether it was a student or a teacher, they all had a feeling of being shocked by the picture that appeared in front of them.

"The 5000-year history of Chinese civilization has a long history, with prosperity and turmoil, glory and darkness. In order to pass on blood and civilization to me, my ancestors sat comfortably in the classroom in order to feed me and clothe me warmly." How much effort did you put in and how much suffering did you experience in class?
"Following the great net of blood, I seemed to pass through the fog of history and saw their figures;
"During the period of ignorance, they drank blood and cultivated slash-and-burn farming. They chased their prey with bows and arrows, domesticated and raised them; they used crude stone tools to plow the land, harvest food, improve tools, and pick seeds;
"When the turmoil came, the land of China was on fire, the bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no chicken crowing for thousands of miles. Some of them fled into the mountains, some took up weapons, some struggled to survive, and some worked hard to end the troubled times and create a new one. Prosperity...

"They invented papermaking, printing, the compass, and gunpowder, which promoted the development of the entire human civilization; they tasted herbs, cured diseases and saved lives, and prevented the plague from raging; they observed the world and recorded it in words, leaving the most authentic for future generations. Reliable ancient data; they wrote, painted, and recited poems and lyrics, creating amazing artistic peaks one after another; they recorded what they experienced in the most refined language, leaving a vast treasure house of experience..."

"They created the most vast and brilliant civilization of their time on this land of China. Their blood flows through us. We use their words and learn from their wisdom and experience.

"I no longer feel depressed and alone because we are them and they are us."

The sun rose in the sky, dispelled the fog, and the sun became more brilliant and warm, shining on the earth. The voice of the young man on the rostrum became slightly softer, but his emotions were fuller and higher:

"Lu Xun once said, 'If there is no torch, I will be the only light'.

"In the long history, there has been no one with the surname Wei that can be made, maybe I can work hard in this direction.

"If many years later, there is a child surnamed Wei who has the same question as me, I hope his parents or teachers can say my name when he asks him, and make him proud.

"I'm going to study hard and work hard for it."

　say two things
　　1. I know that the provincial level is the Department of Education, but I don’t know if writing this complete word will attract the attention of 404. To be cautious, it’s like the county level “Education Bureau” and “Education and Sports Bureau”. But I can only choose the same as Education Bureau;
　　2. Regarding this composition, the part about the bloodline comes from an online novel I read a long time ago. I forgot it when I wrote it. Later, I saw a comment saying it, so I went to find it. It is indeed from "Zuo Son", in Explain here.

　　By the way, ask for a ticket~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)