Those who love rebel, and those who are blessed will be blessed.
It means: if you love others, others will love you. You contribute to the happiness of others, and others will create conditions for your happiness. See Jia Zi by (Tang).
Those who love others will always love others; People who respect others will always respect others.
It means: if you love others, others will love you; You respect others, and others will respect you. From Mencius Li Lou.
A single tree does not make a tree, and a single tree does not make a forest.
It means: branches don't make trees, and trees don't make forests. Metaphor does not rely on everyone's strength, and can't achieve great things. See (Song) Guo Maoqian's Yuefu Poems Song of Zizhu Horse.
One husband and one general, the same taste as the foot soldiers, live in peace, and the enemy can add.
A general must share weal and woe with his soldiers. Only when he is safe can he attack the enemy. Three views from (Korea).
A version of the story (optional)
Long March story
1. On the way to the Long March, there was a female soldier named Xiao Dong who was only 13 years old. Climbing the snow mountain is to give everyone a pepper, and those who are afraid of the cold will chew it. Xiaodong was afraid of spicy food and didn't bring Chili. Xiao Dong just climbed halfway up the mountain, shivering with cold. The players kept shouting: "Comrades, don't sit down, you can't get up if you sit down. Halfway up the mountain, Xiaodong was really cold and tired, but she persisted. Finally, when he reached the top of the mountain, Xiao Dong saw all the players rolling down, which was dozens of feet. She also sat down, and one roll was 100 feet. Finally, I successfully climbed over one snow mountain after another.
2. The heroine in the battlefield: He Zizhen has 17 shrapnel embedded in her body.
In the tragic 25,000-mile Long March, a group of special figures were active, including the wives of central leading comrades, female cadres and ordinary female soldiers. Hunger, disease, bloody battle and death, nothing can stop their progress. This group of amiable and respectable heroines walked all the way through the diffuse smoke.
The author often says that in the winter of 1995, he and the writer Dong Cun traveled all over the streets of Beijing, struggling to find the female Red Army who participated in the Long March that year. This is a very hard job, which consumes a lot of their time and energy, but they still enjoy it, because every interviewee has brought them great surprises, and a long-lost spirit is calling them, inspiring them and moving them.
Although most of the young and all-powerful female Red Army soldiers have passed away, the beautiful story left by the female Red Army on its long journey is still so tragic and touching.
1935 One night in early April, the female Red Army just dragged her tired body to Wulipai near Panxian County, Guizhou Province. An unexpected situation appeared: a group of enemy planes buzzed and suddenly flew from behind the mountain. One of them swooped down quickly, a fierce machine gun bullet strafed head-on, and three bombs landed on the rest camp. The soldiers quickly squatted under the road, in the ditch and on the slope. The high and low terrain covered some people, but the terrible thing was that some Red Army wounded people were lying on stretchers, unable to move at all.
He Zizhen was hiding under a ridge on the side of the road, but she climbed out of the stretcher regardless of her personal safety. At this moment, a bomb was dropped, and a cloud of smoke suddenly rose beside her. ...
The enemy plane flew away, the gunfire and explosion stopped, and the smoke gradually dispersed. He Zizhen's body was covered with shrapnel, and his military uniform was dyed red with blood.
The intense rescue began. The guards rode to the Ministry of Health and asked Dr. Li Zhi to treat He Zizhen. Li Zhixian gave He Zizhen a hemostatic injection, and then made a general examination. It was found that there were 17 shrapnel of different sizes and shades on her head, upper body and limbs. Without any anesthesia, the operation began. He Zizhen was sweating with pain, and his eyes were full of tears, but he insisted. The shrapnel in the shallow layer of the body was finally taken out one by one, but it was difficult to take out the shrapnel that went deep into the body, which became a permanent memorial left to her by the war.
Joke version (optional)
Unite around you
A unit is holding a leadership competition, and a gentleman commented on the spot: a leader of our unit is like an egg. There happened to be a leader sitting in the back row and just heard it. The next day, the gentleman was called to the office, and the leader asked: You said I was like an egg, so what are you? Hearing this, the gentleman immediately said: I am an egg feather, closely United around you!
A version of poetry:
Travel map
Life has been a dream since ancient times.
Dream that the sleeping lion wakes up at the end of the world.
Embark on the bumpy road of the world,
It's too easy to walk all the way.
The next thousand words are martial arts,
There is thunder between the lines.
There will be millions of heavenly soldiers,
Everyone showed great courage to me.
References:
White's 300 poems