With a wave of his hand, he threw a sheep whip and a gold hat mink deep into the sky; Take a bald pen, the short paper is oblique, and he is engraved with the deepest concern for the big man. On the one hand, he is a high-ranking official and generous, on the other hand, he is totally loyal: standing between forgetting and remembering, between leisure and worry, he chose to forget wealth and loyalty, which painted the strongest stroke in human nature.

Holding successive festivals, he ran in the vast desert with the hope of harmony between Han and Hungary; Holding camel bells for a while, leaving Chang' an's singing and dancing for a while, and wandering in the cold sand and hay for a while; He wants to drive across the Tianshan Mountains with a straight back and communicate with the flying rainbow in the Central Plains.

Lament, when the Korean envoy failed to rebel; Righteousness, when Su Wu refused to betray the enemy; Surprised, when Khan faced this iron man who would rather die than surrender and was not moved by wealth; Insist, Su Wu raised his whip and chose to be the persistent and holy watcher of Alpine Saussurea involucrata. In late autumn, the cold wind will blow dead leaves everywhere. Cold enveloped the whole world. In the cold, I understood Su Wu, Su Wu's voice, Su Wu's loyalty and why Su Wu was praised by later generations.

Back in time, in BC 100, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, in order to thank the Huns for their kindness, ordered Su Wu to lead a delegation to the Xiongnu, a desolate and barbaric country. Diplomatic envoys are hard to do. Because of the "dangerous incident", Su Wu and others 100 people were detained by Khan. Faced with the temptation and cruel punishment of protecting the interests of the dharma name, some people gave in and gained wealth, but Su Wu refused to submit to Khan in the end.

So he was banished to Beihai (now Lake Baikal) to shepherd sheep, on condition that the ram was born and Su Wu could be released to Korea.

The vast North Sea is infinitely cold and sparsely populated. The only thing that accompanies Su Wu is the knot symbolizing Hanting. The biting cold wind blew all over the earth, bending the waist of herbs and breaking branches. Only Su Wu is alive with a continuous knot, standing upright and unyielding to death. The thin clothes on the body, weathered by wind and rain, are fragmented and can only cover the body, and have lost their role in keeping out the cold. The cold wind pierced his bones like an arrow. Su Wu is hungry for weeds and thirsty for snow, but he still keeps his promise in his heart: Life is worse than death. Defend the majesty of Hanting to the death.

/kloc-After 0/9 years, Su Wu, whose temples were gray, finally had a chance to return to China. At the moment he returned to the motherland, he still clung to the knot that followed him 19, but his color had faded, he patted his head high and shed tears of happiness excitedly. Su Wu is not as gorgeous as Sima Xiangru's articles, nor as brave as Li Guang, but he silently keeps his promise to the motherland. The heroic integrity of herding sheep in Beihai is enough to make him immortal. ...

Confucius said "be a man" and Mencius said "take justice". "No one has died in life since ancient times, but only to take the heart of Dan and follow the history of history." Su Wu's heroic integrity, wrote a song, "Power cannot be compromised, wealth cannot be immoral". Su Wu's story made me cry, and Su Wu's integrity made me forge ahead. Castle peak remains the same, green water remains the same, and autumn is still so cold. Walking in the autumn wind, I finally understand what is "loyalty" and what is "hero".

The north wind blows hard, and he keeps company with Leng Yue; Gu Zhongyuan in the north remembers the nobleness of "being a gentleman and dying a gentleman" in his heart. Hu cut is bitter. He thought of solitary burial, looking forward to snow in the desert, and forgot the promise of "splendor and wealth, and a thousand dollars to seal the Hou". The cellar was cold, and he swallowed a mouthful of felt wool and turf, but his blood was boiling with an immortal belief-remembering the motherland and serving the country faithfully. Snow and ice fell, and he used his favorite food and wine, but arrogantly blew the swan song of the future-poverty is immovable, power is inflexible, and wealth is still unforgettable.

What an eternal Su Wu! With his wisdom, he remembered his belief in loyalty to the big fellow. In the ice and snow, I sang and sang, sublimated the bare continuous section into an eternal surprise, and wrote a sad song that was recited through the ages.

What an eternal Su Wu! With courage, he forgot the temptation of Khan's splendor, drifted away in the desert sand, fixed the bony sheep as immortal history and wrote magnificent poems.

History can't forget, between glitz and persistence. Su Wu of Beihai, an iron-blooded man exiled in the barren hills and plains, made the most perfect interpretation with perseverance, not forgetting wealth and achieving integrity; Remember the motherland and create greatness.

I understand that between forgetting and remembering, between enjoying and persisting, Su Wu, who walks on the ice of hay, gave the best answer with persistence and belief: wealth is just passing away; Forgetting is its best destination; Loyalty is the eternity of history; Remember, that's its spiritual home.

Zhuang zai, eternal Su Wu! Great, that shocking forgetting! Strange, that earth-shattering memory! PANDA KID, a forgotten and remembered ode to the Millennium!

Su Wu forever.