Who says Moscow doesn't believe in tears
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At the invitation of the Russian Ministry of Defense, I went to Moscow with General Xu Yan and others to attend the opening ceremony of the commemorative activity of "Main Battlefield of the East", and according to the arrangement of the event, the day after we arrived, we went to the Central Museum of the Great Patriotic War of Russia located under the overlooking mountain, which is also the main venue of the commemoration of "Main Battlefield of the East".
It is said that it is under the mountain, but in fact, the two places are far apart, and the museum is on an open plain.
The museum faces victory square under the blue sky and white clouds, the 141.8-meter-high victory monument is like a sword, piercing the sky, and in front of it, you can see the sacred flame commemorating the unknown martyr, burning in the center of the square.
The entire building of the museum faces Victory Square, and the porches are connected one after another, forming a semi-circular shape, as if arching the monument, and the monument and the square and the museum are organically integrated, which is extremely spectacular.
Under the porch, there were heavy cannons that had once been on the battlefield, as if they were still ready to roar
In the parade marching down the monument, every face carried a little bit of flying, making people feel that the word "Shangwu" is not a historical term in Russia
Yes, it is the four words "flying and stumbling", the Russian review team may not go very well, but there is always a strong desire to attack, undisguised in front of you
This is the standard image of the fighting nation.
When it comes to Russia, there is one word that always hangs on the lips – "fighting nation".
This is a nation that will not forget to carve a group of guerrillas in the subway
Even in an underground passage, don't forget to label it "Hero of the Soviet Union" – although Russia was founded on the ruins of the overthrow of the Soviet Union
Maybe the image of this country is like this, no matter what the name is, it is the same cold, fierce, never lose... Belligerent to the point of being a little crazy
Here, veterans receive special respect, and they themselves are proud to have fought. Even decades later, when they walked towards the Flame of the Unknown Soldier, the kind of flying and invincibility was still clearly recognizable.
What's wrong with the instrument is Yamaha? Who told them to make trumpets? What if Rozhdestvinsky was a general of the Tsar, we still used Poposa to avenge him and beat the devil out of his soul - our guns were certainly not Yamaha's
The Russian army is something to be proud of, and their record in history is remarkable. However, I have some reservations about its attitude. This is because the Russian army, although good at war and brave, also has a brutal and aggressive history. Making friends with a bear is fun, but be careful not to get scratched by its big claws.
In any case, we respect this army — in the paintings behind me, the soldiers marching in the snow and wind, after completing the review, went directly to the battlefield, and it was they, even the military band, who threw themselves into the battle, and finally won the battle of Moscow, which was the turning point of World War II. An army that can even fight in a military band deserves respect.
In front of the pavilion, an elderly Russian lame general asked me, what do you think of us Russians?
I replied to Him with a sentence written by Mr. Song Yichang in The Lonely Queen of the North: "When you know that snow has a thousand colors, you can understand the Russians." ”
At dinner, he called me to his side and made sure to tell me about his experiences in World War II, apparently as a confidant. I also learned that this old man who would shine stars was once a handsome torpedo pilot.
In fact, I don't know Russians very well, I know more about Chinese. If he asked me what I should think of Chinese, I would answer him, and when you knew that there were a thousand kinds of suffering in the world, you would understand Chinese.
So I thought that if I had time, I would visit this museum very seriously. As a fighting people, war is perhaps the stage where they can best show their souls, and perhaps, from here, I may find an opportunity to really see the inner world of Russians.
To my surprise, this opportunity came unusually early.
Before the event began, the moderator told us that they had a ceremony that could be regarded as sacred by Russian soldiers and that we could participate if we wished.
Is it to pay flowers to the heroes who captured Berlin?
No, it is a tribute to the victims of war.
We jaw-dropping agreed.
Probably because of the respect for the Chinese guests, we were placed in the first row, and to my right was a Russian general, the president of the Russian Academy of Military Sciences, the former Defense Minister General Galiev, who had participated in the Far East Campaign and was a good tank officer at the time. To this day, many of his comrades-in-arms and subordinates are still buried in the frozen soil on the banks of the Heilongjiang River.
Russian general-level officers are not normally retired, so the ninety-year-old are still active soldiers and have to work every week.
Armed with safflower flowers, we walked along a passage paved with black marble toward a sculpture symbolizing the dead soldiers. Two Russian honor guards were already standing there waiting.
I had thought that this place, which was regarded as sacred by the Russian soldiers, must be a bright and spacious temple, and at least there should be captured enemy flags or guns to be placed here for hanging. But when I walked in, I realized that this was not the case.
The overall atmosphere of the hall is filled with a condensed black, lined with glass display cases, which contain not weapons, but large open books. The lighting of the whole hall, only the dim light at the top, I don't know who designed it, the light is not convergent, but falls on people's heads like rain, making it more depressing here.
The unruly Russian soldiers here seem to have changed their minds. From the veteran general who has been in the battlefield for a long time, to the military cadets who have just joined the army, one by one slowly walked to the statue, gently placed the bouquet in his hand on the stone steps, bowed gently, and then slowly walked away.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the fighting people, sacrifice is sacred? I put down the flowers in my hand as well, and thought so.
However, as I slowly walked out of the hall, the lame general, who had been silent, suddenly pointed to the lamp overhead and asked me, "Do you know what it represents?" ”
The passage under the glass fiber is solemn and somber
I said I didn't know.
"Tears." The old man pointed his crutches into the air, "It's tears." ”
"Tears?" I don't understand, I remember when I remembered, I knew that there was a movie called "Moscow Doesn't Believe in Tears", a fighting nation, should not be so sentimental, right?
"Yes, tears." The old man put down his crutches, braced himself, and looked up to the sky, "It was the tears of countless mothers." Their sons died on the battlefield, and all they had left was tears. ”
maternal...... tears?
At this moment, I suddenly understood what was in these glass cabinets around me
That's the name of the soldiers who were martyred in this war
It turns out that even if the fighting nation bleeds, it will hurt.
No nation really likes war, and the more warlike the people, the more people die in war. It was young life, and they would struggle to leave until only the tears of their mothers were left in this world.
The more fighting the nation, the deeper it will understand this.
People respect soldiers, in fact, they respect their sacrifices for peace, and we will feel bitterly from their sacrifices how many mothers' tears are condensed in the melody of peace. Who says Moscow doesn't believe in tears? This pain also penetrates deep into their souls.
For a moment, I thought, I forgot that they were Russians. It should be said that the entire human race shares this trauma. Before any politician presses the war button, I hope that they will be able to see the tears of the fighting nation in this temple.
When I said long live peace, I suddenly had different feelings.
I seemed to understand the price behind these four words in an instant.
Peace, it's nice.
Peace, hooray.
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