春秋时期,河水之滨,他一袭飘飘长袍,低眉凝望着滚滚河水,感慨出“逝者如斯夫,不舍昼夜”的无奈。他目光坚毅,巍然挺立,不惧汹涌澎湃的激流,不屑激流之底的暗礁涌动。这一片河水,洋洋洒洒,从春秋一直流淌到现代;这一句感慨,悠悠扬扬,从春秋一直穿透到现代;而这一人,却长眠在春秋的黄土地上,用智慧与精神延续炎黄子孙的血脉。 Spring and Autumn Period, the waters of the river, he was dressed in fluttering robes, low brow staring at the rolling river, feeling out of the “deceased, such as Si Fu, displeasure day and night,” the helplessness. His eyes resolute, stand tall, fearless surging torrent, disdain for the bottom of the torrent turbulent surging. This piece of river, eloquent, has been flowing from the Spring and Autumn Period has been to modern; Sentence, leisurely ascent, from spring to autumn has been penetrating into the modern; and this one, but sleep in the spring and autumn loess land, with wisdom and spirit to extend the blood of descendants.