Mountain and River Traveler

Lin Shanhe joined the Bureau of Culture and Tourism for three years and worked as a transparent person for three years. Her colleagues can do PPT, drink, and stand at the door of the leader's office for half an hour waiting for a smiling face. She won't. She only knows one thing: she really loves Shandong. She loves it enough to climb Mount Taishan alone at night, loves it enough to stop and look at an unknown stone tablet for a long time, loves it enough to feel that the Shandong in those scenic spot promotional videos is not the same place as the Shandong she knows. Until the ancient stele engraved with "Shi Gandang" burned her hand. The system said: Welcome to become a recorder of mountains and rivers. Lin Shanhe said: Did you admit the wrong person? But the system did not recognize the wrong person. From that day on, Lin Shanhe began a journey that no one knew about - she traveled back to the evening when Confucius lectured, sat outside Jixia Academy and listened to an entire argument of a hundred schools of thought, watched Guan Zhong use a finger to deduce the salt and iron reform on the sand, followed Pu Songling to tell him her story at the edge of Liuquan, watched Qin Shihuang's conferment on Mount Tai, and watched Xu Fu's fleet disappear into the morning mist at Penglai Beach. Every time you walk, you bring back a forgotten memory. Every time she brought back a piece, there was an extra bone in her cultural travel plan. With every additional bone, the scenic spots on that land gain a little more real vitality. On the way, she also met a cultural relic restorer named Jiang Yan. He always arrived before her, always standing in the place where she had just been, with an ancient jade hanging around his waist, and said to her: "You're here." Lin Shanhe asked him: How did you know I would come? He said: Because it is worth it. Three thousand years of mountains and rivers, walking alone. But as I walked, I found more than one person.