也许也是在这样一个爽朗的晴天,满腹冤屈的苏轼就这样被流放到了黄州,举目无亲的他高高地站在赤壁的大江之上,长长的袖袂被强劲的风吹起,哗哗作响。于是,他的思绪飞扬,穿越时空,往返千年。他忘却烦恼,用自己的一腔豪情高唱:“大江东去,浪淘尽,千古风流人物……”也许这时,这位经历了数十年官场风雨的政客的心,恰似这奔流而去江水,澎湃向前。 Maybe it was on such a refreshing sunny day that Su Shi, who was full of grievances, was so exiled to Huangzhou. He looked uninhibited. He stood high above the big river of Chibi. Long sleeves were blown by strong wind. The buzzing sounds. Thus, his thoughts were flying high, traveling through time and space, and traveling for thousands of years. He forgot about his troubles and sang in his own chamber: “Oh, Dajiang, go to the sea, the heroes through the ages...” Perhaps at this moment, the heart of the politician who has experienced the wind of decades of officialdom is like this Go to the river and go forward.