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"Before I was born, my father was injured and killed while catching tomb robbers, and my mother raised me by selling beef soup. The aroma of beef soup, piles of perfect test papers, and yearning for Beimang Mountain together constituted my girlhood.
During the college entrance examination, I accidentally became the provincial champion, but I still did not change my original intention and insisted on studying archeology. I know that studying archeology does not make money and will not make me rich, but I am willing to inherit my father's legacy, work hard to protect Chinese cultural relics, and pass on the archeology career that my ancestors dedicated their lives to.
During my college years, I joined the World Heritage Application Team as an intern and witnessed the Grand Canal's successful application as a World Heritage Site. I felt the rising tide of the world and the joyful moment in China. My heartbeat rushes to the mountains, lakes and seas, the motherland, along with this canal that has flowed for thousands of years and is full of history.
There is a word for mausoleum in my name, which means both the mausoleum of a thousand miles and the mausoleum of a mausoleum. I wish to visit thousand-year-old mausoleums, travel thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and witness Chinese civilization in this lifetime. "
Note: This article was originally titled "Luochuan Cold Moonlight"
Intention: Even if the homeland is thousands of miles away, I will return as promised.