I come from Zhengzhou, Henan Province. Before coming to Guizhou, I had never experienced the southern scenery.

In July 2022, I started my volunteer career in the sound of the siren of the green train going south. Along the way, I saw mountains and mountains of emerald, I saw clear water and sky. In the vast clouds, I came here.

In July, the sun made people feel dizzy, but I was very excited at that time. At Zhenfeng Bus Station, I met like-minded partners. I believe that in the coming days, we will surely rush forward with this beautiful city.

We are young, Guizhou is, so is Zhenfeng.

I was assigned to the People's Government of Shaping Town. That is a small town, far from the county seat. On the first day I came to the town, the secretary asked me why you came to Guizhou from Henan.

I said: Serve the people!

The secretary said, "How are you?"

I said: I have not seen the mountain, I want to see it.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, healthy and pleasant. This is my first impression of Guizhou Dashan. Later, the rugged mountain roads and inconvenient transportation made me feel that mountains are the key factor restricting the development of Guizhou. Later, I saw the white tea planting base, dragon fruit planting base and passion fruit planting base in the mountains. I saw the health care town and holiday resort in the green forest in the valley. Suddenly, I felt that mountains were the advantage of Guizhou.

Until now, I understand that the development of Guizhou does not depend on mountains, it does not depend on water. The mountains will fall and water will flow. We rely on the people who live in this land generation after generation, and on the pioneers who devote themselves to Guizhou generation after generation. It is you, them and us who make Guizhou's mountains lovely, its water clear and its development to a peak.

Now, I also desire to spread my youth for this lovely city and people on this young land.

Because I am responsible for the distribution of grants, I often visit students.

On March 22, 2023, 78 days before the college entrance examination, I met Yang Xuanxiu in Zhenfeng Middle School who had just finished class. She was a dark, thin girl. She was not tall, and even had some malnutrition. Although the students all wore the same uniforms, they could still see at a glance that this was a child from a poor family.

She stood quietly aside, and I talked with her head teacher about her recent learning.

"Her learning foundation is very poor," said Yang Guangjian, the head teacher. "But she is really serious about learning."

"Can you enter the undergraduate course?" I asked her with a smile.

It can be seen that she is very shy and doesn't know how to answer. After a long time, it seemed that everything around her became quiet. Then she said:

"Yes."

Very small voice, but very firm.

Reading means hope: no longer survival, but life. Maybe she hasn't seen it yet, but she must be eager.

Senior three students' time is very valuable. I didn't dare to stay too long, so I said goodbye to them in a hurry. Before leaving, I left my phone number and told her: no matter what, we must read the book. If we have difficulties, we will call this number.

At this time, the sun shines brightly through the window of the classroom, and a clear breeze flows, lifting the girl's hair, while Yang Xuanxiu is standing at the door and bending over to me.

"Teacher Xu, I will be like you in the future."

This time, she said very loudly.

There are too many children like Yang Xuanxiu. The family conditions of these children may not be so good, but this does not stop them from yearning for a better life. Their destiny is like many seeds, taking root in this ancient but young land and growing hard. One day, it will block the sky and the sun, become a towering giant wood, and carry the beam of revitalization.

The moss flower is as small as rice, and it also blooms like peony.

I'm glad to be a witness and participant in this epic change. Maybe that's what I mean here. As it is written in How Steel Was Tempered: When he looks back on the past, he will not regret for wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of doing nothing.

My story with the west starts from 1700 kilometers from Zhengzhou to Qianxinan Prefecture. The train to the west and the trees to the east have transferred too many dreams and youth. (Contributed by Zhenfeng Youth League Committee)