Xinjiang blind flow

I take the liberty of calling them vagrants. After all, they are all older people. I don't mean to disrespect them here, but I don't think they care about these things, and they can't care, because they are ignorant people.

In the past few days, when sorting out the deeds of Xinjiang Corps, I have browsed many articles introducing Xinjiang Corps, and even famous writers have written representative works of Xinjiang Corps, describing Xinjiang Corps, a special frontier defense team. They are the backbone of developing and building Xinjiang and safeguarding national unity. They are the mainstay of maintaining social stability and consolidating frontier defense in Xinjiang. While lamenting that the Corps has made outstanding contributions to Xinjiang, they also feel that another part of the people, who have been ignored by everyone, are "blind people" in Xinjiang.

Vagrancy is difficult to be elegant and should not be recorded in writing, but one thing is special, that is, I happen to be a descendant of vagrancy, or their child. I won't help them record this history. It is estimated that as those old people become a pile of loess, their stories will fade.

? If you really want to write about them, Xiaoke is really arrogant. Bucai made a serious inquiry on the Internet, and there is really no record of this group of people. This group of people who have made silent contributions to Xinjiang have been forgotten, and it is really unbearable to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf and describe their journey. All this is in memory of their parents.

? "Base year, I am a young man ..." Lao Zhang rolled Mohe cigarettes and said with a heavy accent.

Which face of Lao Wang's vicissitudes is fixed in my childhood memory, which is so long that I feel unreal. It was not until many years ago that I saw which old face of Lao Wang matched the face in my childhood memory that I was sure that Lao Wang in my memory had indeed told us his childhood experience. In his prime, Lao Wang was still very talkative. In his spare time, he always likes to tell his children about his past. Lao Wang is very silent, in poor health, unable to hear clearly, and no one wants to listen to his nagging.

Let's talk about the memories that Lao Wang told us in those years: in those years in the base area, we were still young, so our living conditions were bitter. It's easy to find a daughter-in-law when everyone is hungry. Both parents hit it off. The two sides stayed together, ate a rich meal and lived in an unconditional quilt. Even if you get married, you will get it out after marriage, saving your parents' rations.

It is in this context that rural people go to cities without eating enough. This is called blind floating population, which is not welcomed anywhere and is not allowed by the policy. At that time, Xinjiang was in the process of construction and development, and the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps was in full swing. Xinjiang also needed a large number of people to develop and build, so Xinjiang warmly welcomed those migrants to settle down. Ignorance is fearless. In those years, rural people from all corners of the country came to Xinjiang in succession. They are either companions or a person. When they feel that they can live in a production team, they will settle down and quickly settle down and join the team building Xinjiang. ...

For more than half a century, they have worked hard with the Corps to turn Gobi into fertile land and desert into oasis, creating a miracle of the Great Wall over Jiangnan, and singing a strong voice of building the motherland and consolidating the frontier.

When people praise the Corps for opening up the territory, opening up wasteland and guarding the border, and dedicating their youth, blood and life to Xinjiang's construction, please don't forget these farmers who have silently dedicated most of their lives to Xinjiang. They are ignorant and fearless. These people are old, most of them have diseases left over from their youth, and some of them have passed away. They remember them in Dont Ask For Help, but after all, they have been here and worked hard for Xinjiang, the land that originally accepted them. Therefore, we

"Half-life drift from place to place half-life bitter, who still remember hometown people. A foreign land has long been a hometown and the loess is half buried. " Dedicated to the parents who left their hometown that year, just like the dandelion that fell, it took root and sprouted. In their later years, they want to go back to their hometown to visit relatives, only to find that their parents have passed away and no one in their hometown remembers them. Now they are rooted in their hometown, and they are old. Only the native place on the household registration and the constant local accent record their former hometown.