First love
Pictures/Ye Hua
1. Hometown
There
is my first love
Beautiful Jianghan Plain
My hometown
My lifelong longing
There is my first cry when I was born
That There is the golden childhood that I will never forget.
There is the first reading of my school.
There is the beautiful vision of my youth.
There is the courage of my youth.
There are four distinct seasons. Forever first love
2. Military camp
At the age of eighteen
I joined the army and came to the Central Plains
Join the ranks of the great airborne troops
Write the feelings of defending the country and the border in the blue sky of thousands of miles
The first shot
What shot out of the barrel of the gun was roaring flames
The first training session
Risking The biting cold wind galloped in the vast snowfield
The first parachute
The mountains, rivers and vegetation of the motherland filled my heart
Ten years of sharpening a sword
From soldier to commander
Just like the familiar song
"I am protecting national security"
That ordinary olive green
is my unforgettable first love for the military camp
3. Camera
In 2019
I joined the photography circle
The coconut grove in the south reflected the sun
The Bashang grassland in the northern Xinjiang
The rising sun in the East China Sea The rising sun in the western region Karamay Oilfield
I used the twilight as a backdrop
to capture the wonderful moment
There is also the Crested Ibis in Dongzhai, Xinyang
The White Ibis in Sanming, Fujian
The beautiful Wine-red Suzaku in Shennongding
The Merganser in Wuyuan, Jiangxi Lively
A camera to explore things
Harvesting films from south to north
The camera accompanies me walking in the sunset
Become my old age The first love
4. The fishing rod
The nine-foot fishing rod
carries many wonderful experiences
The persistence of winter and summer
Spreading laughter by the lake
Holding the rod in hand and staring at the drift
The joy of swinging the rod The visual feast of walking fish
The movement of uniting the mind and heart
Send sorrows and worries to the sky The edge
The cycle of the four seasons
The spring breeze is as warm as delicate hands blowing on the face
Summer fishing is so hot that you can sweat a little
Autumn puts the rod in the golden countryside
The cold wind can never extinguish the flames of winter fishing
Wild fishing nourishes the sunset
Wild fishing creates many unforgettable moments
That fishing rod
is my healthy first love
