There is a color in my heart, which is my most revered and practical color. It is red, because it is the color of the red scarf, the color of the national flag and the color of party flag. I have a special party flag in my heart. Since childhood, my father has been explaining its meaning to me with his own practical actions. My father is an ordinary and ordinary prison policeman. Party member, who has been a policeman for 30 years and is nearly 60 years old, spent his whole life telling me what is extraordinary in the ordinary and what is extraordinary in the ordinary. It's called setting an example, dedication and dedication, and it's called obscurity and hard work. ...
I still remember the day when I joined the team, and a bright red scarf fluttered on my chest. When I held my hands high above my head and looked at the five-star red flag raised in Ran Ran, my ears recalled the teacher's interpretation that "a red scarf is a corner of the red flag, and wearing a red scarf represents unity and enterprising ..." I was so proud and proud that I became a young pioneer gloriously. After returning home, I proudly reported to my father. Dad is at his desk, writing the application for joining the party in the neat handwriting of the workers. Looking at my happiness, my father's kind eyes mixed with a trace of solemnity and seriousness told me: "When the girl grows up, I will be responsible for your study, life, people and things around me from now on …" Although I didn't know what "responsible" meant at that time, I would imitate my father everywhere. When he works hard, learn from his earnest homework and correct attitude, learn from his enthusiasm to help his classmates clean up when he works for his neighbors, and learn from his courtesy to greet teachers and classmates when he greets people enthusiastically!
Four years later, on the day when I gloriously joined the Socialist Youth League, my father also brought good news. He became the official party member. Although I didn't know what a team party member was at that time, it was the same honor as me to meet my father. From then on, my father said a word-because I was born in party member! Such a simple sentence accompanied him and accompanied me to grow up. ...
There are a new batch of prisoners in the prison where dad works. One of the prisoners, Zhang Nan, learned that his father's death had a heavy ideological burden, and he was not active in labor reform. He once wanted to commit suicide by fighting, which added a lot of troubles to his father who was an ideological teacher at that time. Every day after work, he always looks through the book Criminal Psychology in his hand. Later, my father sent a telegram to Zhang Nan's mother. Half a month later, the mother and son met inside and outside the prison, and their hearts were heavy, which made their father cry several times. After learning that the old man was poor and helpless, his father gave him half a month's salary and let us eat steamed bread and pickles for half a month without savings at home. My mother told me that she was angry with her father for two days because of this incident. She always called him stupid and didn't seek fame for doing good deeds. My father just said, "Because I was born in party member!" !
* * * party member's silent dedication? I wonder in my mind. Yes, it is not only a silent dedication, but also a "loss is a blessing"! No matter at work or in life, he is always a person who doesn't like to cause trouble to others. Because my father is engaged in disciplinary work all the year round, he will always encounter new problems and puzzles in his work, and his work will alternate between day shift and night shift. In the long run, the mental pressure made him suffer from severe neurasthenia. Three or four hours of sleep every day made my mother and I nervous about unplugging the telephone line at home when he was asleep. For this reason, my mother and I hope that he can apply to the leader and stop working at night to ensure his normal and regular work and rest. But he always said that his working environment didn't like many people working at night, and the leader was embarrassed. He can't add any more burden to the leader. He also said that he was old, and a short sleep time would not affect his normal work and life, so my mother and I should not worry about him. However, I often see him stuffing sleeping pills into his mouth through the dim light at night. My mother knows his stubbornness and her decision will not change. We didn't ask him for anything.
Today's father left his job for 30 years for physical reasons and took off the police uniform he loved all his life. On the day of retirement, he said that his heart was very sour, because retirement meant being old and useless. Hearing this, I can't say a word to comfort him, because I don't know from which moment, the once tall father really turned into a white-haired and vicissitudes old man. He said that he was getting old unconsciously in his busy life, and he also said that he wanted to leave a book for me to read. The title is my life. I know this must be because there are many stories hidden in his heart, and no one tells them, for fear that others will not understand them. Or only I can understand, although these stories are different, but each has its own hard-working, practical, hard-working interpretation of life. He is telling us with his own actions, what is the fine style of China * * * producing party member! So, nothing has changed. He is still the same. News Network and Cross-Strait are still the programs he watches on time every day. Chinese International is still his favorite TV channel. The most conspicuous position on the coffee table is always a book "Party Life", except for a pair of reading glasses next to the book. When you are away from home, you are still so willing to fight against a grievance and still argue with others, because that's what he argues.
I know that there are people like my father in every corner of the motherland. They are unknown, regardless of fame and fortune. They are proud that they have a unified name called "China * * * Production Party". Perhaps their personal names are not loud enough and their deeds are not outstanding enough, but their steadfastness and persistence in ordinary work have brought sunshine, beauty and positive energy to people in their own lives! Today, many years later, when my husband and I submitted our application for joining the Party to the Party organization, we were so persistent and firm, because we had the same goal and direction as old party member. Following their footsteps, we loved this hot spot where we took root more, and we yearned for the peace, stability, prosperity and strength of the motherland more. ...