1994年1 1月29日,我的父亲孔繁森在去新疆联系阿里工作、考察边贸的途中不幸突遇车祸,以身殉职。噩耗传到父亲最后工作过的雪域高原,传到家乡鲁西平原,犹如飓风海啸,人们懵了!呆了!人们不敢相信这样的好书记会遽然离他们而去。冈底斯山含悲,狮泉河水呜咽。人们记起了父亲在藏工作的十年时间里,关心群众疾苦,多次看望救济孤寡老人;他爱民如子,下查民 On January 29, 1994, my father, Kong Fansen, was on his way to work in Ali, Xinjiang, and was on his way to investigate the border trade. The bad news spread to the snow-covered plateau to which my father worked last time and spread to the hometown of Luxi Plain as a hurricane and tsunami, and people stopped! People could not believe such a good secretary would suddenly leave them. Gangdise mountains sad, Shiquan River sobs. People remember his father’s ten-year work in Tibet, concerned about the sufferings of the masses and repeatedly visited the elderly living alone;