When spring comes to the dome, wisdom comes

May 13,2021

On May 1, 2021, the clouds will open and the sun will shine, and the mountains will shine. At the gate of Xinchengyu Textile Technology, there is a huge flow of people. Everyone is busy sorting out their bags, and the staff is busy carrying materials for everyone. All the employees are smiling with joy. This joy is written on their faces, which is the kind of happiness that cannot be hidden from the inside out

Xincheng praises the family.

Today's first stop is the place where Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River six times. It is also known as the Mountain of Wisdom, because Sun Wu wrote the immortal book "The Art of War" here. This time, the company organized to come to the Mountain of Dome, climbing the mountain to keep fit, and also to promote wisdom.

We are a warm big family. We have the feeling of home here. We are united and care for each other. Here, there is a power to be good and upward. The company gives me a platform, and I turn it into a stage to show my talent. Here, we are full of positive energy. We are not proud of our achievements, not bow in front of difficulties, and our faces are always full of confidence. A small group photo, a big family, I am an indispensable part of it.

The boss gave the red envelope, and everyone was very happy. Travel+red envelope, beautiful inside

After arriving at the Dome Mount, we started the mountaineering trip along the royal road of Qianlong. Although we were tired and sweated a lot, we reached a new height and saw a different landscape.

Climb to the top, go to the real view, understand the history of Taoism, come to the Lake View Pavilion, and look at the endless Taihu Lake. The mountains and lakes are together. I am ambitious and ambitious.

Take a picture in front of the prayer altar, take a "love will win" example, and tell yourself how many times you can win in life.

After lunch, I went to the Qili Mountain Pond and felt the taste of old Suzhou. A melodious Pingtan floated into my ears. If there was anything, I felt the soft words of Wunong in Suzhou, the quiet flow of the canal, the pink walls and the black tiles, which were arranged in an orderly manner. A small bridge and a flowing family sat by the river, took a cup of Suzhou Biluochun, and stared at the river dully to relax their nervous nerves. At this time, you seemed to be a scenery in the beautiful scenery.