In this life, we have never done anything earth-shattering, so we have to accept one principle: where the roots are, people have to stay rooted. Our roots are not the blue bricks and black tiles in the city, but the loess on the Xianyang Plateau - the soil that can grasp the fragrance of mud, the soil where wheat waves can grow, and the soil where the sweat beads of our ancestors, workers and peasants, are buried.
Some people ask us, is this life worth it? Let us say that the value - the value lies in taking root in the fields of workers and peasants, the value lies in watching the wheat seeds grow from Xianyang to Guangzhou, then to Sichuan, and finally returning to the original place. It is worth writing down the affairs of our workers and peasants in the years one by one. Our whole life is a life of following the roots. This root, in the loess of Xianyang and in the hearts of workers and peasants, will never be uprooted.
