Remembering revolutionary martyrs Stir up red youth - I touched a cup with my predecessors

Remembering revolutionary martyrs stirs up red youth

Shandong Media Vocational College "Qingming • Remembrance" theme to create excellent works

I touched glasses with my seniors

Class of 2021 Public Cultural Service and Management Class 1 Zhou Jinwei

This year's Qingming, still drizzling, like heaven and earth blessed all things, like peach and plum smile at the spring wind, sigh the wind and moon is good, but things are not human, I casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf, sat on the window seat, looked out of the window ripple circle, listened to the sound of rain, somehow foggy, four white, like a dream. I followed the distant sound of gunfire and stepped out of the vast white fog.

The fog dissipated, the wind rose, in front of me was a piece of land ravaged by artillery fire, the ground was deep and shallow, on the scorched soil where there was no grass, there was no sign of life, just as I hesitated to continue to move forward, I suddenly felt that my shoulder was patted, turned my head to look, only to see this person wearing a torn military uniform, the eight words "Chinese Volunteer Army" on his armband were clean, without stains and creases, he took off his hat and smiled at me slightly.

"Comrade, where did you come from?" Suddenly he spoke. For a moment, I didn't know how to answer, as if to see that I was a little wary, he continued: "My name is Huang Jiguang, and I am a soldier in the Chinese Volunteer Army. At this point, his voice was clearly proud, his eyes were full of determination, and his expression was condensed with glory.

"I... I'm from 2022... Inexplicably..." Before I could finish speaking, he exclaimed, "2022? that...... So can you tell me that we have won? Can people afford to live in a house, and have everyone been given land? Are you all well fed? Do other countries dare to bully us? And then there's..."

"We won... Everyone is well fed, warmly dressed, the Chinese nation has stood up, no country dares to bully us anymore, today's China, rich in products, strong in national strength, standing on the world stage, we live and work in peace, all-round well-off, no one dies of hunger, no one dies of cold, it is precisely because of your resistance and sacrifice that we have exchanged for our peace and happiness. "I can't say word for word, whether it is incredible, or gratitude and reverence, and my heart is still confused.

"No, no, no, and them, you look behind..." He shook his head somewhat anxiously and pointed behind me.

I looked back, and I don't know when a large number of soldiers dressed in different costumes, with different heights, with different accents, but with the same beliefs were slowly walking toward me, and the words "Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army," "Eighth Route Army of the National Revolutionary Army," "Dongjiang Column," and "Chinese People's Liberation Army" on their armbands shone brightly in the sun.

"My name is Yang Gensi, I am a native of Taixing, Jiangsu Province, and the commander of the 3rd Company of the 172nd Regiment of the 58th Division of the 20th Army of the Chinese Volunteer Army."

"I am Ding Linzhang, a native of Pingjiang, Hunan, and the political commissar of the third detachment of the first column of the Newly Organized Fourth Army of the National Revolutionary Army."

"I am Li Yong'an, deputy commander of the Third Military Region of the Communist Party of China in Hebei and Lubian, dezhou, Shandong."

"Cai Bingyan, a native of Hefei, Anhui Province, served as the brigade commander of the 201st Brigade of the 67th Division of the 18th Army of the National Revolutionary Army."

"I am..."

I watched them come forward one by one, shaking hands and hugging me, listening to them tell their stories in the most brisk and accustomed rural tones. I have read the heroic deeds of the revolutionary martyrs countless times in books, in movies, and on monuments, but in front of them, I do not know what language, expressions and actions to express my indescribable respect and gratitude to them.

"Wine... Yes, only wine, I want to get drunk with all of you! "I got excited, shouted, hugged and touched their rough fabrics with a predecessor who had run and fought on the land of China, they shouldn't have been like this, they should have been like me, like all modern Chinese, enjoying a quality life, without the threat of life, ordinary and happy life, but they didn't, they couldn't, they hoped that their children, their brothers, their compatriots could take turns without fear of cannon fire, they couldn't nod at foreigners. They can solemnly raise their own national flag in Beijing, they chose to sacrifice themselves, gamble with fate, fight with thieves, and finally under the efforts and sacrifices of countless martyrs, a five-star red flag can rise with the sunrise, that is not afraid of violence, willing to dedicate, and carve the dignity of the country into their own dice, you are really worthy of being remembered by all Chinese!

"The troops have rules and can't drink alcohol." A soldier waved his hand: "But it is rare to hear such good news, our efforts have not been in vain, so let's all take out the water bags, let's replace the wine with water, and celebrate the country's prosperity and national rejuvenation together!" ”

Soon the figure of the warrior was covered by a hand that only raised a water bag, and his voice was drowned out by the cheers and wishes of "Long live the motherland".

"Brother, don't you know that when we first beat that little devil in the northeast..."

"When we crossed the Yalu River and beat the Yankees to the flowers, that was called a pain."

"If I don't describe it to you, you don't understand how we broke through the natural danger of the Yangtze River and took the Nanjing Presidential Palace!"

I touched glasses with my seniors.

The predecessors talked more and more, and now they seem to speak freely and easily, commenting on the battles they have participated in in their lives, describing the various dangers they have encountered, and from time to time some people have ridiculed a few words, but everyone knows how many dangers and unknowns lurk in the rapidly changing battlefield, they never compete for fame and profit, but the rejuvenation and development of the motherland is precisely their greatest fame and profit.

"Comrade," Huang Jiguang's predecessor grabbed my hands violently, and looked at me with expectant eyes: "Our task has been accomplished, I hope that you will replace me when you go back, let all our compatriots replace us, live well and happily, build a better and richer new China in the future, and do not let our hard work be wasted... ”

I nodded, looked at the earnest gaze of Huang Jiguang's predecessor, and just wanted to say something, but I couldn't say anything.

In an instant, the white fog suddenly rose and covered the sky, the laughter and shouts of the warriors gradually left me, the grip on my hands became weaker and weaker, the smile of Huang Jiguang's predecessor was also blurred, and everything in front of me seemed to be hidden by the white fog.

I opened my eyes and found myself still leaning back in my chair, the rain had stopped, the sky was getting dusk, the window was slightly opened a small slit, the fluttering spring breeze gently blew open the "History of the Chinese Revolution" on the windowsill, I got up and slowly closed the book, placed it in the most eye-catching position on the bookshelf, I opened the computer, opened the calendar, it was Qingming.

Then, I returned to the window, opened the window to breathe in the fresh air after the rain, and looked at the sunset in the west and the gradually lit lights of Wanjia.

Seniors, I think your wish has been fulfilled, and every bit of China's progress now deserves to be commemorated and praised, not only now, but also in the future.

—2022 Qingming—

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