During the Long March, touching and touching stories happened one after another. The story I am familiar with is called "A Bag of Dry Food". It tells the story of Xiaolan, a 13-year-old Red Army soldier who finally got a bag of dry food when she was marching with the army. However, when she was crossing a bridge to take care of a wounded soldier, she accidentally dropped her bag of dry food into the river. Gone. In order for everyone to have enough dry food to eat, she insisted not to tell them. In order to pretend that nothing happened, she pulled out a lot of wild vegetables and stuffed them into her satchel until it was bulging. Soon her health failed. After the head nurse discovered that she was eating wild vegetables and "dry food" in her bag, everyone knew the truth. So everyone gave her some dry food, so that she could feel the warmth of home... …Although the story is small, its connotation is not small. These little details and stories can reflect the outstanding qualities of the Red Army soldiers - not afraid of hardship, strong, selfless, enthusiastic... Xiaolan, she is only a 13-year-old girl, but she has a strong will like a boy; But know how to be considerate of others. When she had no food, she could have stretched out her hands to ask for some from her comrades, but she did not do so. She chose to remain silent, not telling anyone, and endured the hardship by herself. At this moment, she only thought about the interests of her comrades and ignored them. to overcome her own difficulties; and for the seriously injured wounded, she could have left them to fend for themselves, but she did not do that. She took care of the wounded carefully without complaining or regretting. If Xiaolan is like this, one can imagine the quality of the entire team of our great Red Army.
This story happened many years ago, when my uncle in the Red Army was on the Long March.
In the hospital of the Red Army, there was a little Red Army named Xiaolan. Xiaolan is only 13 years old. Her father and mother were both forced to death by the landlords. She was also dragged to work by the landlords and was exploited, beaten and scolded by the landlords. Later, when the Red Army came, Xiaolan ran to the army and refused to leave the Red Army.
During the Red Army's Long March, Xiaolan followed the troops into the grassland.
When children talk about grass, they will definitely think of the lawn with green grass in the park, which is flat and beautiful. The grassland where the Red Army uncle lived was not like that. It was extremely desolate. There are nothing but weeds on the ground and there are mud puddles, and it would take dozens of days to walk through it. Along the way there was not a single house or common people to be seen. There were only a few eagles flying in the sky.
On this day, while walking, a small village appeared in front of me. The Red Army uncle was very happy when he saw it. Xiaolan was also jumping up and down with joy. Once you have a village, you can find food.
When the troops entered the village, Xiaolan arranged for the sick and wounded, then took the rice bag and went to look for food. But there are no ordinary people in the village.
Xiaolan was walking in the village and saw a wheat field. There is a pile of wheat straw on the field, with unbeaten wheat grains on it. She pounded the wheat straw over and over again, picking up grains here and there. Total *** less than a small bowl. How many meals can I eat with this food? No, we still have to find it! Xiaolan had just walked not far when she happened to meet a big red soldier walking over carrying a heavy bag of things.
Xiaolan took a look and said, "Hey, isn't this the big man who was injured in our hospital?" Xiaolan hurriedly asked:
"Hey, where did you get so much food?"
The big Red Army man put down his pocket and said: "Hey, it's Xiaolan, I This grain was dug out in the landlord's yard. How much grain did you find?"
Xiaolan stretched out her pocket and said, "Here, it's all here!"
Big man The Red Army took the rice bag, weighed it, and said with a smile: "Xiaolan, I heard that I have to walk through the grassland for more than 20 days. This little wheat is not enough to fill my teeth!"
"We will look for it tomorrow. Well!"
"Come on, give me some of mine!"
As he said this, he was about to put the wheat into Xiaolan's rice bag. Xiaolan hurriedly hid the rice bag behind her back, waved her hand and said:
"No, there are many of you, and you don't have enough to eat."
The big red soldier with long arms snatched it away As he poured the rice bag into it, he said kindly:
"It doesn't matter, each of us eats one less bite, and it saves money."
Xiaolan found some elsewhere. The wheat is fried, ground into wheat flour, and placed in a rice bag.
I thought: If I eat a handful of these wheat flour in one meal, and pick some wild grass and vegetables, I can eat it for 20 days, and I will have no problem walking out of the grassland. right! We should also save some for the sick and wounded.
The next morning, the troops set off.
Xiaolan supported the wounded, closely followed the troops, and walked forward carefully. As we walked, a small river appeared in front of us. A temporary bridge was built on the river with tree trunks, and the river water flowed under the bridge.
Xiaolan put the rice bag on her shoulders, held the wounded man tightly and said: "Comrade, it's time to cross the bridge, walk slowly!"
Who knows, when we reach the bridge In the middle, the wounded man suddenly started coughing, his face turned red, and his body was shaking. His feet slipped and his body tilted. Xiaolan quickly supported him. But the bag of wheat flour on Xiaolan's shoulder fell into the river. The rice bag rolled in the water a few times and then washed away.
Xiaolan was stunned, and she shouted softly:
"Oh, what can we do?"
The wounded man looked at her and looked at the river. She was stunned and asked:
"Xiaolan, what fell into the river?"
Xiaolan quickly shook her head: "No, nothing fell. Let's go. Come on!"
At this time, the head nurse came from behind. Xiaolan told her that the wounded man had a bad cough. The head nurse held the wounded man with both hands and said:
"Okay, go to the front and see the doctor."
Seeing that Xiaolan seemed to have something wrong, she asked again:
"Xiaolan, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No. Um..."
Xiaolan said the words that just came to her lips He took it back again. She thought: She can't tell her about the rice bag. If the comrades knew about it, they would definitely give me their own food to eat. Everyone has very little food, how can I eat theirs? No, I want to persist!
The head nurse left. Xiaolan quickly pulled out a lot of weeds and put them in her satchel, stuffing the satchel so bulging it looked like real food.
In the evening, the troops rested. Xiaolan was afraid that everyone would see her eating all the weeds, so she ran to change the dressing and wash the bandages of the wounded. After everyone had finished eating and had a rest, she cooked wild grass to eat.
After a few days of this, Xiaolan's health failed. I often have diarrhea, feel dizzy, my legs feel limp, and I have no energy at all. One day, while she was walking, she fell to the ground and knew nothing. When she woke up, she found that the head nurse was carrying her on his back.
The head nurse is in his 40s. Like everyone else these days, he eats weeds and wheat flour and is very weak. She was carrying Xiaolan on her back, with big beads of sweat on her face, breathing heavily, and staggered forward.
Xiaolan woke up and said, "Nursing head, I can walk by myself, please let me down!"
After begging for a long time, the head nurse put her down. Xiaolan gritted her teeth and persisted until the evening. After everyone rested, she hid aside and cooked wild grass to eat.
At this time, the head nurse came over with a smile: "Xiaolan, are you feeling better? Why are you hiding here cooking alone?"
Xiaolan Lan quickly covered the porcelain jar with her hands: "I'll cook something to eat, and I won't let you see it!"
"Okay! I won't see it."
The head nurse said this , when Xiaolan wasn't paying attention, he snatched the porcelain jar over and took a look: "Oh, Xiaolan, why are you just eating weeds without mixing in any wheat flour?"
"There is still a long way to go. , keep it and eat it slowly!”
“Where is your rice bag?”
Xiaolan patted the bag and said, “Isn’t it?”
The head nurse asked strangely: "Why did you put it in the satchel?"
"The rice bag has a hole, so as to prevent the wheat flour from leaking out!"
"Bring it here! I'll give it to you Sew it up."
As he said this, the head nurse snatched Xiaolan's satchel and opened it to see that it was full of weeds. She froze.
"Xiaolan, where is your wheat flour?"
Seeing that the head nurse cared so much about her, Xiaolan wanted to speak, but something seemed to be blocked in her throat. I couldn't say anything, and the tears flowed down.
After a while, she told the head nurse about the missing food.
After hearing this, the head nurse said: "Oh, Xiaolan, why didn't you tell me earlier? We participated in the revolution together, just like brothers and sisters. You have no food, everyone should help you!"
As he spoke, the head nurse took out a handful of wheat flour from his rice bag and put it into Xiaolan's jar.
"You eat first, I will report to the chief immediately."
After a while, the news about Xiaolan losing food spread like a gust of wind. The comrades immediately came over with rice bags, and you put them directly into Xiaolan's satchel. Xiaolan hurriedly waved her hands and said:
"No, no, thank you everyone..."
At this time, the wounded man came over on crutches, holding some food, and said excitedly:
"Xiaolan, you lost the food to save me. You must accept my share."
Comrades all said: "Xiaolan, you have to accept it." Come on. No matter how difficult it is, we have to get you, the little Red Army, out of the grassland." Xiaolan was so moved that she couldn't say a word and had to accept everyone's food. .
A short story about the Red Army’s Long March
During the Long March, there was a female soldier named Xiao Dong, who was only 13 years old. When climbing a snow mountain, each person is given a chili pepper, and those who are afraid of the cold can just chew a bite. Xiao Dong was afraid of spicy food, so he didn’t bring any chili pepper. As soon as Xiao Dong climbed halfway up the mountain, he shivered with cold. The team members kept shouting: "Comrades, please don't sit down. You won't be able to get up if you sit down." When we reached the mountainside, Xiao Dong was really cold and tired, but he persisted. Finally, when he reached the top of the mountain, Xiao Dong saw that all the team members had rolled down. , Rolling several dozen feet, she also sat down, rolling more than 100 feet, and finally successfully climbed one snowy mountain after another.