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The Red Army team struggled in the ice and snow. The severe cold has frozen the mountain in the clouds into a big ice cube. Gale howling
Xiao, the heavy snow seems to devour this poorly equipped team.
The general gave up his horse to the seriously injured. He led the soldiers forward and served as a follow-up force in the ice and snow.
Open a passage. What awaits them is harsh environment and cruel fighting, and they may not eat or sleep.
The snow nest may walk more than 100 miles a day, and it may be suddenly attacked by the enemy. Can this team pass?
Stand such a severe test? It is generally believed that.
The team suddenly slowed down, and there were many people in front, not knowing what they were doing.
The general shouted as he walked, "Don't stop, let's go!"
"Someone in front froze to death." The guard ran back and told him.
The general paused, said nothing, and walked quickly forward.
A frozen veteran sat against a bare tree trunk. He is motionless, like a statue, and his body is motionless.
It was covered with snow, so I couldn't recognize his face, but I could see that his expression was very calm and peaceful: Yes.
There is still half a roll of dry smoke between the middle finger and the index finger of the hand, and the fire has been put out by snow; Left hand slightly forward, okay.
It's like borrowing the light of a comrade-in-arms Thin and shabby clothes clung to him.
The general's face suddenly became serious, and the muscles around his mouth twitched. Suddenly he turned and shouted at the people around him.
"Call me quartermaster," he said. Why not give him a cotton-padded coat? "
The howling wind drowned out the general's voice. No one answered him, and no one went away. His eyes are red,
Like an angry leopard, it looks terrible.
"Did you hear that, guard? Tell the quartermaster to run! " The muscles on the general's cheek trembled.
Then someone whispered to the general, "He is a quartermaster ..."
The general froze and stood in the snow for a long time. His eyes are moist. He took a slow breath.
Slowly raised his right hand, facing Qi Mei, gave a military-like salute to the quartermaster who was integrated with Yunzhongshan.
The wind is crazier and the snow is heavier. Now the snow soon covered the quartermaster's body, and he became a glittering and translucent.
Monument.
The general strode into the snow without saying anything. He heard countless heavy and firm footsteps.
The voice seems to tell people: if the victory does not belong to such a team, who will it belong to?
I read the book Red Rock for the first time today. I have always been in awe of this good book. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to read the pages of this red book carefully after participating in this essay competition. Just look at the words on the cover: "Red our flag with blood", and the young heart will boil and want to return to that era when ideals and beliefs occupied everything!
On the eve of liberation, the struggle situation in the Kuomintang-controlled areas was very severe. When I saw the footage of Jie Jiang sending medicine to the guerrillas when he returned home, his eyes couldn't help wetting ... The rainy and foggy city gate and the bloody head in the wooden cage caught Jiang Jie's eye. She tried her best to calm herself down, looked at the list of victims and suddenly found her husband's name on the first line! I can't imagine what it's like to suddenly lose someone. How should a weak woman bear such a big blow? It is described in the book that Jiang Jie's eyes are full of tears, his chest is blocked, and he is afraid and unwilling to look again. She couldn't help crying out loud. A burst of dizziness made her unable to gain a foothold ... but the strong Jiang Jie immediately thought that she was shouldering the task entrusted by the party, and she had no right to express her inner pain here, and she had no right to stay. Her footsteps kept stepping into the mud, and the water and mud stirred up all the way splashed all over her shoes and socks, but she didn't know it at all. She is full of grief and indignation, and wants to bury the unforgettable pain deeply into her heart. Gradually, the eyes staring at the front finally replaced the tears that never flowed. The hatred hidden in her heart is more than tears and deeper than pain! Jiang Jie is a great woman and a strong fighter. She was tortured by the enemy for many days in Zhazidong concentration camp, and her indomitable spirit gave endless motivation to all her comrades there. The bamboo stick was nailed into every fingertip, and blood splashed. Our beloved Jiang Jie didn't make a sound, but she didn't know how much pain she had experienced ... It was she, a woman from party member, who calmly announced in front of the enemy that victory would always belong to us!
Hongyan spirit, like a bright red flag, inspires generations of enthusiastic young people to struggle for their ideals and beliefs. Countless sense of honor * * * produced a batch after batch of party member, defended the party's dignity and secrets with life and blood, cooperated with the armed struggle, and dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's reactionary arrogance. It is because of their efforts that * * * and the country's prosperity and peace today! How easy it is to say this sentence, but how many people in China are truly grateful now? Will the next generation of education gradually forget this once earth-shattering feat and sacrifice, keep children away from blood, and will the spirit in Hongyan be lost? Or just become a mechanical reading text in primary school textbooks? I'm afraid this will happen. Because I am in college, I just feel that the atmosphere in college is not a place full of passion and dreams. On the contrary, many people are bored, empty, depressed and impetuous, and have nothing to do except study and go shopping all day. Compared with the enthusiasm of young students in the revolutionary era who are eager to acquire knowledge and devote themselves to ideals and revolution at any time, I can't help but feel ashamed of our generation. Perhaps my view is one-sided, but the pursuit of fashion and excitement is the mantra of young people at present. Looking at the colorful world in front of me, what really comes to mind is the bright red sweater on Jiang Jie's determined and thin blue cheongsam, just like a bright red flag fluttering in the wind. What should I do? How to correctly position my values and outlook on life is something I still can't understand after studying in the university for three years. Perhaps the spirit of Hongyan, which is most worthy of our college students' study, does not exist, but its specific connotation changes with the changes of the times. As contemporary college students, we should have lofty aspirations and strive to build a more prosperous China and realize our own values! Perhaps faith is not as important as it was then, but the same goal has been pulling people who have worked hard for it to persevere and struggle!
Zhao Changping's heroic deeds of fighting gangsters on the railway campus have become a household name in Central and South China, and I admire him from the bottom of my heart. Not only does he add luster to us Central South people, but also to our young people. More importantly, I deeply felt a kind of tenacity and belief. I seem to see Jie Jiang's thin but tall figure before his death from his persistent smile when he was injured in bed. This is the Hongyan spirit inherited from the new era, which deserves every college student to ask himself and think seriously: how to establish true faith and fight for it? ! Hongyan, this red flag in my heart forever flutters, leading me forward.
Lei Feng was born in a poor peasant family in Jianjiatang Village, Wangcheng County, Hunan Province on 19401February 18. Lei Feng became an orphan before he was seven years old. Our sixth uncle and grandmother adopted him In order to help sixth uncle's grandmother's family, he often goes to the mountains to cut wood. However, the local firewood mountains are occupied by rich households and the poor are not allowed to cut them down. One day, Lei Feng went to the snake mountain to cut wood, and was seen by Xu Fangdong. The landlady pointed to Lei Feng and picked up the firewood knife. Lei Feng cried for a firewood knife, but the landlady raised the knife and cut it three times on the back of Lei Feng's left hand. Blood dripped on the mountain road along her fingers ... 1949 In August, the China People's Liberation Army passed by Lei Feng's hometown. When Lei Feng saw that the camping team had settled down, he asked his fellow villagers for help, such as carrying water and sweeping the floor. He pays firewood and food at a fixed price, and he has a deep desire to join the army instead of taking the needle and thread of the masses. Lei Feng found the company commander of the army and determined to be a soldier. When the company commander learned what had happened to him, he told him that he was too young to be a soldier until he grew up, and gave him a pen to encourage him to study hard and defend and build China when he grew up. /kloc-in the summer of 0/950, the township government sent the orphan Lei Feng away for free to study. /kloc-in the summer of 0/956, he graduated from heyeba primary school. In recent years, Lei Feng overcame difficulties and studied hard, which was highly praised by teachers and students. He helped underachievers, cared about collective meals and fought against bad elements, and was highly praised by school teachers, classmates and villagers. At the graduation ceremony, he took the stage to speak and insisted on staying in the countryside to contribute his meager strength to building a new socialist countryside. 1958 In the spring, Lei Feng came to Kunshan Lake Farm and became a tractor driver.
1September, 958, Lei Feng came to Angang to work as a C-80 bulldozer.
1In August, 959, Lei Feng came to Gongchangling Coking Plant to participate in the capital construction. One day in the summer of the following year, he led his partners to fight in the rain and recovered the loss of 7200 bags of cement. << Liaoyang Daily >> reported Lei Feng's rescue of cement and praised his deeds of sacrificing himself for others.
Lei Feng worked in Anshan and Coking Plant for one year and two months. He was rated as an advanced worker for three times, a pacesetter for five times, a red flag bearer for eighteen times, and a young socialist construction activist.
Since 196 1 year, Lei Feng has often been invited to give lectures in other places. The more opportunities he has to travel, the more opportunities he has to serve the people. There is a saying that "Lei Feng travels thousands of miles on business, but it is a good thing to take the train".
When Lei Feng went out to change trains at Shenyang Station, he found a group of people around the ticket gate, watching a middle-aged woman with a child on her back. It turned out that when the woman went to Jilin from Shandong to see her husband, her ticket and money were lost. Lei Feng used his allowance to buy a train ticket to Jilin and stuffed it into his sister-in-law's hand. Sister-in-law said with tears, "eldest brother, what's your name and which unit are you from?" Lei Feng said, "My name is China People's Liberation Army, and I live in China." .
One day in May, Lei Feng went to Shenyang in the rain. In order to catch the early train, he got up at 5 o'clock in the morning, took some steamed buns and put on a raincoat. On the way, he saw a woman carrying a child and struggling to lead a little girl to the station. Lei Feng took off his raincoat and put it on his sister-in-law. He picked up the little girl and accompanied them to the station. After getting on the bus, Lei Feng saw the little girl shivering with cold, so he took off his sweater and put it on her. Lei Feng estimated that she didn't eat in the morning, so she gave them the steamed bread she brought. When the train arrived in Shenyang, it was still raining, and Lei Feng kept sending them home. The woman said gratefully, "Comrade, how can I thank you?" ! "During the Chinese New Year, comrades happily get together to engage in various recreational activities. Lei Feng played table tennis with everyone in the club for a while, and he thought about how many people in these places needed help during the Spring Festival when the service and transportation departments were busiest. He put down his racket, called a few comrades in the class, and went straight to the nearby Park Ertun station after asking for leave together. One helps clean the waiting room, and the other pours water for the passengers. Lei Feng touched the whole class.
Lei Feng just chose to do good things for the people endlessly and wholeheartedly. No wonder people think of Lei Feng when they see people who do good things for the people.
Lei Feng Story-Adding Bricks and Tiles
One Sunday, Lei Feng had a stomachache. He lay in bed for a while, trying to get through it, but on second thought, he had to drive tomorrow, and the pain could not continue. He got up quickly and ran to the health company. The doctor on duty asked about his illness, pressed his stomach, gave him some pills, and told him: Never mind, go back and press his stomach with a hot water bottle and have a good rest, but don't be tired any more! Lei Feng walked back and passed a construction site. The tense labor scene on the construction site attracted him at once. He said to himself, hey, that's amazing. Not long ago, it was a cinder yard, and now there are tall buildings to be built here. Everyone who works here is sweating and full of energy. Bricklayers and brick bearers started a socialist labor competition, and a shrill girl's voice sounded in the loudspeaker, which made the whole construction site steaming. He was about to leave here when the girl shouted in a shrill voice: ... The bricklayer showed his skill and broke the previous record with a fine of 1200 yuan per hour. Come on, comrades carrying bricks! Lei Feng turned around and saw that two brick-lifters had a car, one pulling and the other pushing, all of which were doing well, but they still could not meet the needs of bricklaying. He forgot his stomachache, ran to the brick factory, picked up a car and began to work. He pushed one car after another and returned with a full load; It is difficult to climb a mountain. Several workers came to help him. A worker asked, Comrade, who sent you? Lei Feng teased him with a smile and said, You call me! we? Yes, you worked so hard for socialism, so you won't let me come? Lei Feng thinks it is good to contribute to socialist construction. The more he works, the happier he is. He pushed the cart as fast as he could, pushing more than a dozen cars in one breath. His face was covered with sweat and his clothes were all wet. People on the construction site are very puzzled: where did such PLA soldiers come from, so hard! Some said: hey, it's amazing. Comrades of the People's Liberation Army are all right! A worker brought a bowl of water and said to Lei Feng, Comrade, drink a bowl of water and have a rest. Lei Feng said: No, thanks. He picked up the bowl, gulped it down, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pushed the brick away. The shortage of bricks soon changed. No sooner had Lei Feng packed a load of bricks than the shrill announcer ran out swinging his braid and asked Lei Feng, Hello, Comrade, which unit are you from? What's your name? Why do you ask? You gave us great encouragement, and everyone asked to write a manuscript to praise you. Lei Feng said: I am free today. It is right to do some work here. There's nothing to boast about. Say, push the car and go. The announcer looked at his back and said to himself, keep it a secret from me. I must find out your name! The whole construction site is in full swing, and the more you work, the happier you are. The construction task was overfulfilled in the first half of the year. After work at noon, when Lei Feng picked up his military uniform and prepared to return to the company, suddenly a group of workers gathered around him. This shook his hand and thanked him. A man in a white shirt came forward to hold his hand and said enthusiastically, "Your coming to work here has inspired us a lot." . Lei Feng said shyly, "What's the matter? Like everyone else, I just did my duty. The female announcer asked again, and after working for a long time, she still didn't know your name. I should go back ... Lei Feng started to leave. The announcer deliberately said with a straight face, Comrade, broadcasting your deeds can not only be regarded as praise, but also promote our future work! Lei Feng had to say his name. The announcer threw off his pigtails and ran away with a smile. In a short time, her shrill voice spread all over the construction site: thank the People's Liberation Army and learn from Comrade Lei Feng.
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