Self-cultivation, Harmony in Dealing with the World, Honesty in Treating People, and Integrity in Business
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"正和人，西北行" Competition Entry Showcase 3-1
03-18
Photography Works
Work No. 1: "Running"
Work No. 2: "Whose Sunflowers Disturbed the Clouds"
Work No. 3: "Silhouette"
Work No. 4: "Different Stones, Same Words"
Work No. 5: "Joint Effort"
Work No. 6: "One Red Heart, Many Hands Prepared"
Work No. 7: "Boundless Desert, Nine Turns of the Yellow River"
Work No. 8: "The Sky of History"
Work No. 9: "Ancient Shaguan Road"
Work No. 10: "Spanning"
Work No. 11: "Yellow River"
Work No. 12: "Shapotou"
Work No. 13: "Desert"
Work No. 14: "Desert Scenery"
Work No. 15: "Bean Sprouts and Little Elves"
Work No. 16: "Desert"
Work No. 17: "Battlefield"
Work No. 18: "Silk Road"
Work No. 19: "Desert Landscape"
Work No. 20: "Northwest Travelogue"
Work No. 21: "I am a ship of the desert, why am I trapped here?"
Work No. 22: "That Patch of Sunflowers"
Work No. 23: "Vast Yellow Sand, a Spot of Green"
Work No. 24: "Yellow River, Oasis, Impression"
Work No. 25: "Those Flowers"
Work No. 26: "Between the Blue Sky and the Desert"
Literary Works
Work No. 1:
Qin - Musings
His achievements surpassed the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, a hegemon of his time, the First Emperor through the ages.
Mysterious origins, the Mandate of Heaven, wielding great power, a legendary life.
Great talent and strategy, meticulous planning, the rivers and mountains of the world, enjoying the fruits of his labor.
Experienced countless battles, endured the vicissitudes of life, amidst the splendor, forever remembered.
Qin Shi Huang, how many ancients and moderns praise you,
Qin Shi Huang, how many times have the past and present sighed at you,
Qin Shi Huang, and what kind of right and wrong have caused lamentations for you.
Praising you,
First, I praise you for pacifying the Six States and unifying China,
The great dreams of countless emperors and heroes were realized by you, the fragmented map after many hardships was unified by you;
Second, I praise you for abolishing the feudal system, establishing counties, unifying writing, carriages, roads, and measurements,
Unifying weights and measures, the round-holed square Qin Banliang coin;
Third, I praise you for repelling the Xiongnu in the north, conquering the Baiyue in the south, building the Lingqu and Zhengguo canals, developing the northern frontier and expanding the southwest,
The Great Wall, like a dragon, soars over mountains and ridges, defending against ten thousand enemies.
Sighing at you,
First, I sigh at your Mount Shu, Afang Palace, Tiangongtai, and Cishimen,
Afang Palace, legendary throughout the world, five li from east to west, and a thousand paces from north to south,
Its imposing momentum encompasses mountains and rivers, winding and twisting, surpassing the beauty of Jiangnan;
Second, I sigh at your Lishan Mausoleum, astonishing the world, built over thirty years, with millions of underground palaces,
With sun, moon, stars, and pearls as decorations, filled with rivers, lakes, and seas of mercury, a copper-cast top covering the vast sky, and countless rare treasures.
Third, I sigh at your terracotta army, made of clay, its momentum shaking the world, its sharpness hidden for thousands of miles,
A vast army creating miracles, the prelude to death echoing for thousands of miles.
Lamenting you,
First, I lament your burning of books, burying of scholars, and expulsion of guests, skilled craftsmen buried to accompany you,
Millions of people suffered, all for the sake of the afterlife, alas;
Second, I lament your search across thousands of mountains and rivers, traversing three sacred mountains and fairy islands,
Seeking elixirs of immortality, longing for eternal life, died on the Eastern Tour, alas;
Third, I lament that you called yourself the First Emperor, the name of Qin Wang will forever be passed down, the second and third generations, and even ten thousand generations,
Who knew that Hu Hai and Zhao Gao were wolves, Fusu and Meng Tian were helpless,
The Imperial Seal disappeared, the Qin Dynasty could not last forever, alas.
Two thousand years have passed, your name remains in history,
Time flies, countless days have passed, your merits and demerits still exist,
In the blink of an eye, the style of the Great Qin still remains,
Time flies, sighing at this moment, the First Emperor of Qin.
Work No. 2:
Reflections on the Zhenbei Fort Western Film City's Mass Production
--In memory of my grandfather
It's been four years since grandpa passed away. Every time I return home and pass by farmers working in the fields, I seem to see grandpa walking in the distance with a full bag of grass on his back. His back is always in my mind.
During the Great Leap Forward, to support a family of eight children (including grandpa's brother's children), grandpa and grandma spent every night breaking stones, crushing them, and delivering them to construction sites, earning meager work points in exchange for food coupons; one cart weighed over 1000 jin.
Seeing this scene (above picture), I stayed in the scenic area for a long time and fell behind the group.
My dearest grandpa suffered a lifetime of hardship, and now he is finally relieved. I hope he is no longer suffering in the other world.
If time could turn back, I would like to have cut his nails that afternoon when grandpa passed away. (Note: I took a picture of grandpa cutting his nails before he passed away, but I didn't help him. Now I regret it very much.) I also hope that colleagues can cherish the time spent with their elders. Even a quick glance at them will make them happy.
Work No. 3:
Nian Nu Jiao
In memory of Yinchuan Trip
The Yellow River winds nine times, descends from the Tianshan Mountains, and welcomes the majestic figures of Lu Feng.
The lush green fills the eyes, but it is said to be the place where the raging sand is held back.
The spring air is warm and humid, the wind subsides, and the dust settles, bringing blessings to future generations.
Holding a pen, painting the landscape, a wish for the Shahu Lake.
The lonely smoke of the desert is shocking, soaring to the blue clouds, never giving up its ambition.
The green is lush, the red is thin, adorned with yellow robes, it is already a thousand-year-old dream.
Herons and ducks on the shore, reeds whispering youth, sighing at the passing years.
Unleashing one's talent and energy, the great waves wash away the sand, who will be the master of the situation?
Work No. 4:
Seven-character Quatrain: Ningxia Shahu Lake
Northern desert sand, southern water,
Ningxia Shahu Lake deceives the south.
Green reeds hide egrets and wild geese,
Silver sand forms hills, camels run.
Blue water reflects the sky and earth,
White clouds carry boats deeply.
Washing clothes place under Helan Mountain,
Deep in the desert, love abounds.
Work No. 5:
Linjiangxian: Shapotou
The boundless yellow sand dances together, the Wangcheng is instantly empty. Tears flow like pearls for thousands of years, the golden bell rings for thousands of miles, and the prosperity is gone forever.
Fifty autumns of sand control, the flowing sand drags its feet. The Yellow River is still vast, the Baolan line crosses the barren hills, and the desert sees oases.
Work No. 6:
Man Jiang Hong
Laughter and joy, playing, feeling sentimental.
Looking at Yinchuan, the sand dunes stretch endlessly, the sky is high and the sun is scorching.
Interesting stories from the Western Film City, the beautiful scenery of the northern Jiangnan is unparalleled.
Thinking of Xi'an, bidding farewell to Ningxia, don't stop.
Living in the ancient city, visiting the historical sites, remembering Qin Shi Huang, the six states were destroyed.
Terracotta Warriors, the mighty army formation.
The expressions and appearances are meticulously carved, and the royal tombs and palaces are viewed with a smile.
Employing talented people, slaughtering skilled craftsmen, sighing in vain.
Work No. 7:
Thoughts under Helan Mountain
"Hair standing on end, leaning on the railing, the rain gradually stops. Looking up, shouting to the sky, the heart is filled with excitement. Thirty years of fame turned into dust and earth, eight thousand miles of journey under the clouds and moon. Don't let the time slip by, and let your youth turn white, only to grieve in vain. The shame of Jingkang is yet to be avenged; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long chariot, breaking through the Helan Mountain pass. With ambition, I will eat the meat of the Hu people, and laughingly drink the blood of the Xiongnu. I will start again,
Reclaiming the old mountains and rivers, facing the imperial court."
Finally arrived in the north, finally saw the Helan Mountains, reciting Yue Fei's famous poem, standing on the high sand dunes of Shapotou, looking towards the vast Helan Mountain range in a pilgrimage-like manner. Perhaps because of the scorching air of the summer desert, the layers of mountains were somewhat blurry, and it was difficult to see how tall and majestic they were, even feeling somewhat bland. But under the scorching sun, thinking of the heroic ambitions of countless ancient heroes, opening up territories, and making contributions to the country, I suddenly felt passionate and heroic. Under the blue sky, clusters of white clouds formed a background, making the desert even more magnificent.
This mountain has existed for a very, very long time, and perhaps countless people have come to view its scenery. People from different eras, with different cultural and existential backgrounds, will have different feelings when viewing the scenery. I only feel the sorrow and beauty of life. These two contradictory feelings are so strangely intertwined. The sorrow is the brevity of life; Yue Fei's soaring cry to heaven, his fervent patriotism, Genghis Khan's magnificent momentum, his expansion of territory—so many ambitious aspirations have vanished. Yet, at the same time, I feel the beauty of life. In the long river of human history, there are always some short lives, those who possess a broad heart like the Helan Mountains, those with the heroic spirit to bravely march into battle, those who create magnificent achievements that will be remembered throughout history. Such lives are truly precious. Though they pass across the sky of history like meteors, they leave a lasting impression on posterity...
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