In the teahouse in winter, the firelight of the stove jumps, reflecting familiar and unfamiliar faces. Wangcai, a man who usually likes to be taciturn, sat at the corner table today, looking intently through a yellowed book.
"Wangcai, why are you suddenly interested in books today?" said Lao Li, the owner of the teahouse, curiously as he walked over and quipped.
Wangcai raised his head, and his eyes flashed: "Lao Li, do you know? I only learned today that the original names of the ten marshals of our country are not the names that everyone is familiar with now. ”
Lao Li was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Oh, is there such a thing? ”
Wangcai put down the book and began to tell the story: "Take Marshal Zhu De as an example, his original name is actually Zhu Daizhen. and Marshal Peng Dehuai, whose original name was Peng Dehua. Behind these names, there is a hidden extraordinary life course of their lives. ”
Tea customers were attracted by Wangcai's words and gathered around. Wangcai continued: "These marshals, during the revolutionary war years, used pseudonyms in order to cover their identities and avoid the pursuit of the enemy. And these pseudonyms have also become part of their legendary story. ”
"For example, Marshal He Long, his original name was He Wenchang. During the Xiangxi riot, in order to avoid being pursued by the enemy, he assumed the pseudonym He Long, and since then this name has resounded all over the country. Wangcai said as he opened the book and pointed to the photos and words on it.
The tea guests listened with relish and let out exclamations from time to time. Wangcai was also full of emotion in his heart, he thought of his ancestors, those heroes who had fought bloodily for the country and the nation. They may have had a pseudonym, but no matter how their names change, their original intentions and beliefs remain the same.
"Wangcai, you said the stories of these marshals, how can we, the juniors, not be proud and proud?" Lao Li sighed.
Wangcai nodded and said, "Yes, they are the backbone of our nation and our pride. We should remember their contributions and pass on their spirit. ”
There was a brief silence in the teahouse, and everyone was silently recalling Wangcai's words in their hearts. Wangcai looked at the tea customers around him, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that these stories were not just his discoveries, but the common memory of the entire nation.
"Wangcai, thank you for telling us so many interesting and touching stories today. Lao Li patted Wangcai's shoulder and said gratefully.
Wangcai smiled and said, "Lao Li, in fact, it should be me who thank you." It was you who made me realize that each of us is a part of this nation, and we all have the responsibility and obligation to inherit and carry forward the spirit of those ancestors. ”
The lights of the teahouse are exceptionally warm in winter, and Wangcai's words have left a deep impression on everyone's hearts. They began to realize that those heroes and great men in history were not just names in books, but also role models and a source of strength in their hearts.
On the way home, Wangcai's mood was particularly happy. He knows that today he is not just sharing an interesting historical discovery in the teahouse, but also transmitting a sense of faith and strength. He believes that as long as everyone can remember history and inherit the spirit, then their nation will be able to prosper and move forward forever.