When I was younger, I fought in Tangula, and whenever I recalled that time, I always felt an indescribable pain in my heart. Now, I have chosen to record this history in writing, hoping to give the world a better understanding of the warriors of that era.
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Once, 40 years ago, Tanggula was my battlefield and my youth. As a young warrior, every time I set foot on that land, I am filled with loyalty and a sense of mission to my country. However, whenever I recall that time, my heart is still struck by severe pain.
During the war years, I was in Tanggula, a fiery place, full of gunsmoke. Countless cold guns and blood have baptized our young bodies to pieces, but they cannot destroy the firmness and courage in our hearts.
When night falls, comrades-in-arms sit around the campfire and tell each other about their dreams and hopes. We use humorous language and open-mindedness to make each other forget the bloody reality, we are the young warriors of that era, we are the bravest guardians of that land.
However, war brings us not only glory and victory, but also pain and scars that can never be erased. The death of a comrade-in-arms, the severed arm of a brother, the ferocity of the enemy...... These images often flashed in my mind, cutting my heart like a knife.
Forty years later, Tangula is no longer a battlefield, but the pain of remembering the past still lingers. I chose to record this history in writing, not only for myself, but also to give the world a better understanding of the soldiers of that era, and to give them more respect and care.
Tanggula, that fiery red land has witnessed our youth and blood, and also buried our countless dreams. Every soldier of that year carried too much sacrifice and sacrifice. Although the years have changed our faces, we always retain the obsession and nostalgia for those years in our hearts.
Perhaps, only those who have ever set foot on Tangula can truly understand the indescribable heartache and emotion. I sincerely hope that through my writings, more people can arouse their attention and respect for the soldiers of that era, so that they can get the honor and warmth they deserve.
Forty years ago, when I was a soldier in Tanggula, it is still heartbreaking to recall the past, but we are still proud because we have given everything for the peace and tranquility of our motherland. May this history be forever remembered and engraved in the memory of our country.
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