Touching and deep kiss goodbye, the 18-year-old little soldier no longer has any thoughts, smiling and leaving the old mountain battle There is such a photo, its name is "Death Kiss", a young nurse holds a dying little soldier, and after a light kiss, the little soldier leaves. Here, silence is better than sound, and the sad expression and the comrades-in-arms who have their faces in the background all reflect the sadness and friendship of the comrades-in-arms on the scene. 29 years later, in front of the martyrs' cemetery, the female health soldier left such a message: The moment I hugged you, were you listening to my heartbeat? If I could keep your smile, I'd like to hold you all the time, even though it was my first hug in my cardamom years.
author：The third uncle of Hedong
This is a true story, the protagonist is 18-year-old Gansu young soldier Zhao Weijun, who was just 18 years old when he was injured, amputated due to infection, and has been in a state of high fever coma throughout the rescue process. The other protagonist is Zhang Ru, an equally young member of the Field Women's Ambulance Team.
Touching and deep kiss goodbye, the 18-year-old little soldier no longer has any thoughts, smiling and leaving the old mountain battle There is such a photo, its name is "Death Kiss", a young nurse holds a dying little soldier, and after a light kiss, the little soldier leaves. Here, silence is better than sound, and the sad expression and the comrades-in-arms who have their faces in the background all reflect the sadness and friendship of the comrades-in-arms on the scene. 29 years later, in front of the martyrs' cemetery, the female health soldier left such a message: The moment I hugged you, were you listening to my heartbeat? If I could keep your smile, I'd like to hold you all the time, even though it was my first hug in my cardamom years.
Zhang Ru on the left
At noon one day in July 1986, Zhao Weijun suddenly woke up and asked the nurse sister who was guarding him: "In which direction is Lanzhou?" Zhang Ru pointed to the northwest and pointed the stretcher with his teammates to the northwest. Zhao Weijun said in a weak voice: "Mom and Dad, I know I can't go back, I didn't embarrass you", he looked up at Zhang Ru and murmured: "Nurse sister, you rescued me and guarded me for a few days, I may not be able to do it." I have no regrets, only a regretful thing, I heard that life without love is not complete, can I hug you? ”
Touching and deep kiss goodbye, the 18-year-old little soldier no longer has any thoughts, smiling and leaving the old mountain battle There is such a photo, its name is "Death Kiss", a young nurse holds a dying little soldier, and after a light kiss, the little soldier leaves. Here, silence is better than sound, and the sad expression and the comrades-in-arms who have their faces in the background all reflect the sadness and friendship of the comrades-in-arms on the scene. 29 years later, in front of the martyrs' cemetery, the female health soldier left such a message: The moment I hugged you, were you listening to my heartbeat? If I could keep your smile, I'd like to hold you all the time, even though it was my first hug in my cardamom years.
Dead Kiss
Faced with the last request of the young life, Zhang Ru did not have time to think much, and without hesitation, she leaned over and picked him up and kissed him lightly. The little warrior smiled at her slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into her arms.
Touching and deep kiss goodbye, the 18-year-old little soldier no longer has any thoughts, smiling and leaving the old mountain battle There is such a photo, its name is "Death Kiss", a young nurse holds a dying little soldier, and after a light kiss, the little soldier leaves. Here, silence is better than sound, and the sad expression and the comrades-in-arms who have their faces in the background all reflect the sadness and friendship of the comrades-in-arms on the scene. 29 years later, in front of the martyrs' cemetery, the female health soldier left such a message: The moment I hugged you, were you listening to my heartbeat? If I could keep your smile, I'd like to hold you all the time, even though it was my first hug in my cardamom years.
Touching and deep kiss goodbye, the 18-year-old little soldier no longer has any thoughts, smiling and leaving the old mountain battle There is such a photo, its name is "Death Kiss", a young nurse holds a dying little soldier, and after a light kiss, the little soldier leaves. Here, silence is better than sound, and the sad expression and the comrades-in-arms who have their faces in the background all reflect the sadness and friendship of the comrades-in-arms on the scene. 29 years later, in front of the martyrs' cemetery, the female health soldier left such a message: The moment I hugged you, were you listening to my heartbeat? If I could keep your smile, I'd like to hold you all the time, even though it was my first hug in my cardamom years.
