In August 1998, a large-scale reconstruction and expansion project of the Renshanhe Martyrs Cemetery was launched. A few years later, the place took on a completely new look, with large and magnificent buildings added to give the heroes a comfortable and peaceful home. It has become a patriotic education base in Pengyang County and even the Liupanshan area. Later, the cemetery established a management office. During the staffing process, due to his physical disability and status as a temporary worker, he became a supernumerary and was ruthlessly laid off again. Faced with the increasingly embarrassing living conditions and the deteriorating stumps, as well as the painful bone plates that have been buried in the body for 22 years, and the terrible colitis that is becoming cancerous and have no money for treatment; Suffering from illness and dying, can he return to the home where the land is barren and the cave dwellings have collapsed after years of efforts to get rid of him? Under the age of 40, will he stop his entrepreneurial journey and go home to wait for death? No, this is not the life he pursues. He will not give up his ideals and pursuits easily, and he is not afraid of setbacks and failures. After countless sleepless nights and repeated complicated ideological struggles, he weighed the pros and cons, and finally decisively wiped away the tears of sadness and hesitation, and asked the leaders of the Civil Affairs Bureau to let him stay in this martyrs cemetery, which he had held for more than ten years, to be a Non-staff voluntary gardeners should no longer cause trouble or hold back the government and leaders in their daily lives. He was determined to learn skills from a teacher and take the path of self-reliance and self-employment. So he let his father push him and studied with teachers everywhere. After more than three months of hard study, he mastered the repair skills of watches, dough presses and blowers. He is a severely disabled person, who is different from normal people. Even if he has skills, it is difficult to use his talents due to limited mobility. In order to make money as quickly as possible, his father, who was over sixty years old, ran around and pieced together things. Finally, he bought him a disabled motor tricycle and made him a urinal table to accompany him on the streets. He earned 14.80 yuan on the first day. When he was counting the money he earned for the first time with his own hands in his bedroom, this man who never shed tears could not help but burst into tears. He was excited about his success. He could finally make money with his own hands. He clearly realized that he was no longer a useless person. What made him even more excited was that he finally had the opportunity to lighten the burden on his parents. From then on, he would always come to the ancient city on the second, fifth and eighth day of the festival, rain or shine. Because of his limited mobility, he rarely went to the toilet during his time on the streets. In order to better control his bowels and bowels, he basically did not eat or drink on the day he went out on the street, and stayed on an empty stomach from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. Cold came and went, rain or shine, the scorching sun darkened his skin and exposed his inner fire; the severe cold froze his hands and feet. But he suppressed the coldness and sadness in his heart, did not get discouraged or retreat, and has persisted to this day. On the street, he won the trust and reputation of customers with his skillful skills and warm and thoughtful service attitude. If you can see with your own eyes the crowd of customers who surround him every market day, like "stars holding the moon", you will understand his calmness and achievements in his career. He said: "I live well to repay kindness and friendship, to realize my ideals in life, for my elderly parents, and for all the people who have cared about me and helped me. I am not afraid of how muddy and bumpy the road under the wheelchair is, even if No matter the ravines or obstacles, I will move forward bravely without hesitation until the end of my life..." Love ignited the raging fire of his life. Zhang Junwen is a severely disabled patient who is struggling to take care of himself. He spends most of his time in bed every day. During the twenty-two long years of adversity, who stayed by his side, took care of his daily life, and helped him step by step on the road to life, study, and employment? Zhang Junwen is unfortunate, but he is also lucky. Because he has a pair of kind, kind, loyal, hard-working and strong parents, and a home full of warmth and kindness. During the more than 100 days he was injured and hospitalized, his parents, younger brothers and sisters took turns waiting by his bedside, awakening his painful and desperate soul with family affection and love, feeding him, turning him over, wiping his body, washing diapers, and cooking meals. Urination and defecation... In order for him to have more space to move around and breathe fresh air, his father, who was a carpenter, made special parallel bars for him in the yard and designed a specially designed toilet for him. After dinner every day, pushing him to relax has become a compulsory course for my father every day. He has never stopped pushing him for more than 20 years. In order to prevent the pressure sores on his body from becoming ulcerated and inflamed, his mother used countless pieces of alcohol cotton balls and dressings to carefully care for his wounds every day. Bowls of delicious meals, cups of heart-warming hot tea, basins of scalding foot-washing water... they all contain the parents' hard sweat and bitter tears. Speaking of his relatives, Zhang Junwen told me with tears and gratitude that he could never forget the desperate and dull expressions of his relatives when he was injured and the days soaked in tears; he could not forget the long road he had walked on the shoulders of his father and younger siblings; he could not forget his parents. Accompanying him to travel here and there, going to and from work, and working hard year after year. He couldn't bear to see his father's ragged, thin figure in the crowd; he couldn't bear the blow of his father working around for a living and being humiliated; he faced the inner monologue of his father who was usually not good at talking but loved his son deeply. At that time, he burst into tears... He said how much he wanted to write an article about gratitude to express his feelings, but the words were so pale and powerless in the face of family love that it was difficult to describe it fully. He can only strengthen his faith, keep pursuing, and use practical actions to comfort and repay his parents' kindness for rebirth. During the days when Zhang Junwen was suffering, his teachers and friends also gave him great comfort and help.
In his bookcase, he showed me his collection