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Is the Milky Way in the sky active?

The Hutuo River on the ground turned a corner here.

From Pangu Tiankai to the present.

How many dynasties have you experienced?

How many generations have been buried?

I was born in the village here.

I grew up listening to grandma's myth.

There is a goddess here to mend the artificial soil in the sky.

This is Guanyin Bodhisattva holding Yang Liuzhi's bottle.

There are buckwheat planted in Taibai Venus Finger Rain House.

There is a platform for Scapharca subcrenata to comment on The Book of Songs.

Here is a flagpole erected by Daqin.

There is a mulberry forest where Liu Xiu took refuge.

Yue Fei went straight to the battlefield of Huanglong.

There are horse stakes tied by the Yang Liulang garrison here.

This is the bleeding bone of my ancestors.

There are also countless good wishes for life.

I come from a poor family.

My parents are a pair of hardworking farmers.

They did not go to school.

But a kind, upright and honest heart.

They crossed the Republic of China.

War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression Hou

* * * After the establishment of the new China led by the Production Party.

Have simple and noble traditional virtues.

Support the lives of our seven brothers and sisters.

Grandma Juyuan 'an is a model of anti-Japanese in Jizhong Border Region.

Father Xu Zhuang is the underground traffic police of the county party Committee.

Mother is also a farmer's child.

Growing up drinking the bitter Hutuo River water.

Married yinglin at the age of eighteen.

From this time on.

Fight Japan with grandma and dad, two "savages".

Their home is a strong fortress.

Covering countless Eighth Route Army, cadres and students.

Japanese attack

My father protected the leader of a county brigade.

But it was caught and beaten by the Japanese.

The Japanese army pressed who was the producer of * * *.

Who are the anti-Japanese families?

Who is the Eighth Route Army?

He was only eighteen years old that year.

Father played dumb and said nothing.

The Japanese tied their father to a long bench.

First, pour the pepper water.

Then he broke his father's right arm with a wooden stick.

Father gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The Japanese army smashed his head with the butt of a gun again.

Father's head cracked and there was countless blood.

The blood blurred my head.

He has only one belief.

I would rather die than betray my conscience.

Surrender is not China.

They died when the Japanese saw their father.

Cruel and inhuman, he inserted the bayonet into his father's weakness.

The villagers watched their father pass out again and again.

All turned into bloody people.

At this time, an old lady named Liu bravely stood up.

Anger at the Japanese army

He is a good man.

You are heartless and oppress the people.

Aren't you parents?

You will get what you deserve.

You guys stop.

You attacked my old woman.

The Japanese didn't squeeze a word out of my father's mouth.

It's dark

But I left my father like a dead man and chickened out.

Father was rescued by the villagers.

It took twenty-one days to wake up.

But left a lifelong disability.

I can't straighten my arms anymore.

Walking with legs and feet crooked.

When the japs were beaten back.

Father is willing to be a farmer.

then

Father is the representative of the poor peasants.

Work as a breeder in a production team.

Be the captain of the production team

Later, the land was divided.

He is seventy-six years old and still works in the fields.

Although I have a knife wound from the Japanese army.

But always unknown.

Never became famous.

Educate us often.

People are alive.

Rich or poor.

We must live up to the conscience of heaven and earth.

We are willing to fight the Japanese devils.

Never reach out and ask the country for special treatment.

Father said

I survived on my own.

It is a blessing.

Many comrades-in-arms and anti-Japanese soldiers who do not know their names.

Sacrifice in this land.

I am much luckier than them.

What is there to pray for?

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Father used the youth of fighting

Composed a hymn of life

With the conscience of life

Create an ordinary life.

Father until his death.

Never reflect his problems to his superiors.

I remembered

Only in summer on the threshing floor

When he took off his arm,

Difficult stall and field work

People will see it.

Dozens of scars exposed on his body

Maybe talk silently in the sun.

My mother taught me since I was a child.

Three-legged god.

They care about good people.

So my mother taught me to be a good person from an early age.

I have a good wish.

I want to be a good person and a cowherd.

Even if the Hutuo River becomes longer,

It won't be longer than the Milky Way.

When I grow up, I must find a bride like a weaver girl.

My wife and I will do it.

Cooking for parents by hand every day

Make the bed for your parents by hand every day.

Later, I went to a far away place to study.

But left the glorious village of our ancestors.

but

Stories and legends left here

But in my heart, I will read and write forever and ever.

The flowing water of Hutuo River

I turned a corner here.

How many years have passed?

My dead relatives.

Countless people have set foot on this land.

But you left a glorious past in your life.

Where did you go today?

I looked up at the distant galaxy.

I treat you like a star.

Call for search one by one

I love my home.

I love my hometown more.