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Wang Xiaojie's characters are related.

Six years' experience as a journalist

On June 5438+065438+1October 8, 2005, I received a great gift-the honorary title of "National Excellent Journalist". This gift is too expensive for a young reporter with only six years' working experience.

For the first time, Zhengzhou, Kaifeng and Luoyang independently undertook large-scale theme reports to create civilized scenic spots and civilized urban areas, and time was tight. I have visited all the places of interest in these three cities for a week, and my mind is full of what photos I want to take and who I want to interview, and I haven't eaten a meal on time. Speaking of which, I'm really sorry about my camera. Outside the Shaolin Temple that day, I said to him, "This vendor is particularly suitable, so please shoot quickly ..." The cameraman was moved by my enthusiasm for work, but he was hungry and said, "Can we buy a bread first?" I just realized it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

Go back to the hotel in the evening and start sorting out the combination. Who did it from beginning to end, where the scene turned, who said what ... I completely lost sleep that week. As soon as I turn off the lights, all the people and pictures I interviewed come in and fight in front of my eyes. I just looked out the window and it lit up bit by bit, and the birds began to chirp. I was really desperate! Personally, I must bite the bullet no matter what the situation is. This is journalism. It doesn't talk about the process, only the result. No matter how hard it is, no filming is equal to zero. Therefore, every reporter is like a soldier on the battlefield. The broadcast of the program is the end of our war. We can't retreat from the middle line of fire, we can only rush forward.

Many important and typical reporting tasks have gloriously fallen on my head. At the same time, there is one thing that I can't live without-sleeping pills. The night before that business trip, my mother came to my room and handed me a medicine box with a heavy face. She said, "There are three kinds of sleeping pills in it. This blue one wakes up quickly after going to bed, which takes about 4 or 5 hours. If you want to sleep more comfortably in the middle of the night, take another half of this white pill. If you sleep well, eat this round one. It can last for 8 hours. " I feel really bad in my heart She really understands my work, and there is really nothing she can do. The second day of Journalist's Day,165438+10.9, was her birthday, and the honor of "National Excellent Journalist" became her best birthday gift. I really felt that my mother's happiness filled every corner of my home that day, but in fact I was ashamed. In order to be a good reporter, I haven't had a vacation for six years, and I'm even busier on holidays. I often say that I take care of my parents and even have less company.

Wang Xiaojie

In the summer of 2005, I went to Guangxi to do a large-scale series of reports on "Implementing Scientific Outlook on Development", just in time for a flood. It rained all day, and as soon as the sun came out, it was sauna day. However, we must seize the precious sunshine to shoot. That day, we interviewed for four hours in the scorching sun of rural orchards. At a farmer's house, our eyes were blurred and our teeth clenched, and we went back to the car to make up the lens. I blew on the air conditioner in the car and felt fine. Who knows that as soon as I got off the bus and opened the door, a heat wave hit my face. I didn't seem to know anything before I walked down the steps. In front of the camera, I "ah" at that time, and people disappeared. They quickly opened the car door and saw me lying in the mud with my whole face down. They were so scared that they quickly helped me up to see if I had cut my face. Fortunately, I didn't catch stones and broken glass, so I got stuck in the mud.

At that time, two people carried me to a fellow villager's house and lay on a narrow stool. I don't remember who stuffed a pillow. I still remember the strong smell of sour bamboo shoots peculiar to Guangxi. I can't open my eyes. After lying for more than forty minutes, I feel much more awake. The first thing I said when I sat up was: "We have to interview quickly, or it will rain again later, and today will be delayed!" I've been "lying" for the past forty minutes in the sun, and I'm really uncomfortable.

I continued to interview in Guangxi for a few days. The mountain road was bumpy, and I always had backache and found that I couldn't sleep sideways. But I didn't care and flew to Yunnan to continue the interview. On the third night, I suddenly felt a sharp pain like lightning on my waist, and my legs ached when I bent a little! I knocked on the camera door like a zombie and said, "Take me to the hospital." They thought I was joking. When I went to the hospital to see the emergency X-ray, the doctor said I couldn't see what my problem was. I have to have a CT scan during the day. From now on, I will stay in bed for at least one week.

The next day, I urged my colleagues in Yunnan to help me find a famous Chinese medicine bonesetting. The old doctor looked at my x-ray, touched it and refused to break it for me. Let me apply his medicine for three days first, and never find someone else to break it. I almost quarreled with him, but I had to take the ointment back to the hotel. The normal reaction of that medicine is that the pain starts to get worse, and the whole back hurts. The hotel bed was so soft that I couldn't eat it at my waist. The process in bunk bed was a torture, so I slept on the floor. At that time, I was determined not to let my colleagues tell Taiwan Province because the work was not finished. If Taiwan Province knows, he will definitely let me manage my illness and send others to continue the interview. However, on a big topic like "Scientific Outlook on Development", it is impossible for a reporter to get into a state when he comes, which will definitely affect the quality of the program. My previous interview has formed a train of thought, and I like the theme of this interview in Yunnan very much, just like I gave birth to a child myself. Why not raise him? This is how I really feel about this movie.

Just lying down for an honest day, just clearing my mind, let the camera buy me a waist protector and tie it up for an interview. On the contrary, I don't remember the pain when I turned my attention to the camera, but the facts got worse and worse. On the fifth day, my back pain didn't improve, and my colleague informed me behind my back. The director of the department immediately called me back, ordered me to be hospitalized immediately, and directly contacted Yunnan TV Station to take me to the hospital. Who would have thought that I would be stupid as soon as the CT results came out: acute lumbar keyboard protrusion. Oh, my God, it's all senile diseases! When I interviewed, my mother was hospitalized because of this disease, and I couldn't take good care of her. Now I let her know that I am also "excellent". What am I supposed to tell her? The doctor said that I was not crushed and deformed all the year round, but was hit hard by external forces and didn't lie flat and rest in time. Thinking of the fall caused by heatstroke and the bumps in the mountain roads in the past few days, my waist is bearing more and more weight every day.

In fact, when I read Jiao He's reports, including my own interview with Niu Yuru, a "good cadre of the party and a caring person of the people", I kept thinking, why didn't they get timely treatment when they were obviously sick? As a result, I didn't understand until I arrived this time. As long as you have this sense of responsibility, you won't let go until you try to finish it well. Even if you die at work. Giving up halfway is worse than dying.

This finally comes to the theme of this article, "Being a reporter with your heart". A person's talent is big or small, and his ability is high or low, but his "intentions" are equal, and his sense of responsibility for his work depends entirely on his own attitude. Knowledge can be learned continuously, and experience needs to be accumulated slowly, but all this is useless without "heart".