“清明时节雨纷纷,路上行人欲断魂。”这句杜枚的诗,自小就深藏内心,每年在仲春与暮春之交的清明,就会涌上心头,这恐怕也是所有华人一生中不能抹灭的灵魂之一,这是由中华民族血液里亘古不变的血细胞所决定的。近年来,随着年龄的增长,我亦成为清明时节的“路上行人”。是行人,也是记者,职业的本能始终未曾丢失。今年的路上,变化依然,那一个“新”字直令我备感祖国日新月异, “The rainy season of Qingming Festival, pedestrians on the road want to break away from soul.” Du Mei’s poem, childhood grew deep inside, every year in the mid-spring and late spring of the Qingming, it will come to my mind, I am afraid this is all Chinese One of the souls that can not be eradicated in one’s life is determined by the everlasting blood cells in the blood of the Chinese nation. In recent years, as I grow older, I have also become the “pedestrian on the road” during the Ching Ming Festival. Is a pedestrian, but also a reporter, career instinct has never been lost. On the road to this year, changes are still going on. That word “new” has made me feel that the motherland is changing with each passing day.