Yes, the era of Hongyan has passed, but will a spirit disappear with the passing of an era? -inscription
At the foot of Gele Mountain, there was a faint sound of heavy chains, whipping, splashing of flesh and blood, and the struggle between justice and evil ... Looking at the pictures, pictures, words and real instruments of torture in the exhibition hall, I seemed to have returned to the Hongyan era and came to Gele Mountain, lost in thought. ...
This morning, I came to Wuhu Convention and Exhibition Center to watch the "Red Rock Soul" text and picture exhibition. When I came to the exhibition hall, I was immediately surrounded by a solemn atmosphere. There are pictures, written materials, real instruments of torture and the handwriting of General Ye Ting and Yang Hucheng in the exhibition hall.
I saw the photos of Bai Mansion and Zhazidong, which are mysterious caves where Kuomintang reactionaries detained and persecuted revolutionary intellectuals of the * * * Party. Rows of small, low, dark and damp cells, the interrogation room is full of bamboo chopsticks, bamboo sticks, tiger stools, iron bars and whips ... it's a magic cave where you can't get out if you go in! However, producers and other progressives were not intimidated by the torture, harsh conditions and the world without freedom of the Kuomintang. Instead, we fought against the Kuomintang reactionaries with tenacious will and shouted, "The will of producers is iron!" What courage and will this is!
I saw Song Zhenzhong, the youngest "political prisoner" who studied in prison. 1 year-old was trapped in the white house by the enemy with his mother. He is so eager for freedom! In prison, he ate moldy rice and rotten leaves, but went to school in General Yang's cell every day, from "I am a good boy, I love the production party" to "What's next door?" It looks like a dog. " He communicated with General Yang in Russian, but the spy next to him didn't understand and stamped his feet. From sending secret documents to uncles with mobility difficulties in men's prisons, to sending cotton-padded clothes to "crazy old man" to help him escape from prison, because of radish's wit and courage, it is hard for people to believe that he is a child under ten years old ... He is calm and calm in the face of fierce enemies, and he is the smallest martyr in China and even the world!
I saw the instruments of torture and ill-treatment of party leaders: bamboo chopsticks, bamboo sticks stuck in nails, red-hot iron bars, electrocution devices that devastated the body, high tiger benches, wooden barrels filled with Chili water ... It's hard to imagine the taste of those instruments of torture used on people ... that's beyond people's endurance! ..... my legs are shaking, I can't imagine. ...
However, all this, the revolutionary martyrs of the * * * Party have endured. I used to think that they were definitely not human beings. Countless and terrible death sentences have lost their effect on them, and all kinds of threats and inducements are helpless to them. But they are also human beings, all flesh and blood, all born and raised by their parents, and all eat human fireworks. What makes these mortals so extraordinary? It is the blood of China people flowing in the veins, the beating heart in the chest, and the clear and firm belief in the mind. This not only represents the Hongyan soul, but also represents the Chinese soul and national soul!
I looked at those revolutionary martyrs and felt very small and short. Looking at myself and comparing myself, I can't help but make a bold and absurd assumption: what would I have done if I had been in Baigongguan or Zhazidong? Will it be a traitor like Zhigao Pu? Can you stand such torture? Will you betray the party organization for freedom and the temptation of interests? Traitor! Traitor! I can't get rid of these two hateful words in my mind-I lowered my head so that I could see every flaw in my body-I wish I could answer "I must be the unyielding martyr"! But I can't deceive myself-because I am a traitor! I asked myself: How qualified are you to compare with martyrs? What qualifications do you have to squander and enjoy an easy life? I have too many shortcomings to face up to those martyrs! I have so many characteristics of traitors that I can't stand it myself!
I can't compare with Chen Ran in wit, courage and death. My fear of "death" makes me flinch. Facing the enemy, I can't sing the heroic poem "I laugh to death and the magic palace laughs and shakes". With firmness, perseverance and perseverance, I can't compare with Jie Jiang. In the face of bamboo chopsticks and tiger stools, I can't say "bamboo chopsticks are made of bamboo, but the will of the makers of * * * is steel". Even in learning attitude, I am not as good as a nine-year-old radish. Superior learning conditions, bossing around my parents and muddling along have made my will dull and numb. So I really can't deny that I am the traitor! I think I'm really ashamed of the name "China people"!
Therefore, I will never neglect, be lazy or be playful again, because I feel that if I don't study hard and do what I should do, I will put a bamboo stick under the revolutionary martyr's nails again, that is, pour pepper water into the revolutionary martyr's mouth, that is, let the revolutionary martyr sit on the tiger stool again ... Can I?
Maybe you'll laugh at me for thinking such a childish question. Maybe you will say, "The era of Hongyan is over. Wake up. There are no tiger stools, peppers and bamboo sticks in front of us. This is 2007. " Yes, the era of Hongyan has passed, and those devils will no longer whip me and torture me. But when an era passes, will a spirit disappear with it? No, the soul of Hongyan is a whip that urges us to play a role in the development and growth of China on the land of China!
And we live with the life bought by our ancestors with blood, but forget all this!