Chapter 16 Section 16

"Jinku, don't be sad," Qian Yinghao patted Guo Jinku, who was beating his chest and feet, and said, "You are not wrong. You would be wrong if you really went to pick up my bones. I didn't entrust my father with a dream, it was entirely his old man. Missing me too much. Now, he picked me up and let me out of the group, the feeling is hard." "It's okay to come back, to guard the hot land of my hometown, to be with my parents, to listen to the sound of the river, and to smell the changes of the four seasons." I said. "Nothing can replace the fighting collective," Qian Yinghao said, "Now I live every day in the memory of the fiery life in the past..."

His fascinated expression filled his face, and the picturesque life of another world flowed out from the corner of his mouth.His lips don't seem to move, but his words flow through our hearts. ... Every night, when the stars and the moon come up, the two owls are singing and flying, catching and feasting on the voles.The comrades-in-arms got out of the grave and gathered in the empty field in front of the tomb for the young pioneers to spend their team day.The on-duty staff officer shouted the password and mobilized the team. First they stood in a square formation, and then they all sat down at the command. Lan Youyou and Fang Zhengzheng formed a team.Can't tell who is a cadre and who is a soldier.Thousands of eyes are twinkling, swarms of fireflies are flying around our firefly pockets hanging from the branches, and the light is brighter around the light.The head of the regiment said: Staff Li, start a song, be more majestic, liven up the atmosphere.Staff Officer Li, who was on duty, was originally from the Military Culture Department. He was tall and straight, with a loud voice, standing like a tree.It sounds like a trumpet.He led the singing: If you say you want to fight, you can fight and do it, and practice the pistol, bayonet and grenade.Qian Yinghao’s singing sounded from the canopy of the tree, his mouth still didn’t move, but his singing voice definitely echoed on the canopy of the tree and above the river: he aimed right and threw it far, and he took the bayonet to make his heart terrified.Our singing echoed along with Qian Yinghao's on the river: Hurry up and practice hard, develop your skills and prepare for the battle. If you don't defeat the reactionaries, you are not a good man. Let him show his performance.The political commissar stood up and said:

Comrades, today our whole regiment gathers to implement the instructions of our superiors.In the recent period, around the opening of the border and the restoration of the old good by the people of the two countries, everyone is a little depressed, and there are some bad comments, such as "our blood is shed in vain" and "we have become worthless victims. "Wait a minute, comrades, this kind of thinking is very dangerous, it's a bad idea.Comrades, we are soldiers, and soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty. Wherever we are ordered to fight, we will rush there.The world situation is constantly changing, and the relationship between countries is also constantly changing.Back then we met them with swords and guns in order to live a peaceful life today. There is no hatred among the people. War and peace are both political needs and manifestations.Our sacrifice is glorious, it was glorious in the past, it is still glorious now, and it will be glorious in the future. Any doubt about the value of our glorious sacrifice is a mistake, a very serious mistake!

A mountainous silence oppressed the group, and the hooting of owls seeped into the stone. The impulsive Hua Zhongguang sobbed softly. Under his influence, many people cried.The crying grew louder and developed into a group howl.Some people cried miserably, as if they were pinching their necks and making strange noises on purpose.The leader said loudly: What is this for?sissies!Soldiers, they are iron in life and steel in death. The head of the regiment said: Staff Li, start singing to boost morale. Staff Officer Li wiped his eyes and stood up, singing: I am a soldier, from the common people.

The soldiers sobbed and sang out of tune, and the regiment leader used his high-pitched voice to guide the out-of-tune song to the right path.After singing the song, the political commissar said: Comrades, we can learn from the flowers on the grave, from the literary works, even from the loving eyes of men and women in love, even from the ears of buffaloes grazing peacefully on the peaceful frontier, even from the abundant fruits and On the heavy ears of rice, I feel that the people have not forgotten us.We must be nailed here like a nail to repay the kindness of the people.The Spring Festival is coming. In order to overcome the homesickness, each company has to rehearse some lively cultural programs, and let the laughter accompany us through the festive season.

At that time, I thought: It would be great if Zhao Jin was here. You fellow, why do you expect me to die?I said loudly, but I also clearly felt that my lips were stiff and unmoving, but the words reached the ears of the two comrades in the canopy. Guo Jinku said: This is a new thing, the dead can still hold the Spring Festival Gala. Is it worth your fuss to hold a Spring Festival Gala?This world is both the living and the dead.The dead take over the world in their own way.We sang, danced, talked about cross talk, and performed live newspaper dramas at the party.When we go out to drill, patrol, set up ambushes, and capture prisoners, when our loved ones miss us, we will stop what we are doing and give back to our loved ones to miss us.

In this way, you are not willing to bring you back, the uncle, Guo Jinku's words carry us through. How do you say that?I was conflicted, I was conflicted then and I am still conflicted now.Being away from parents is also painful, and being away from the collective is also painful.My father dragged a wooden leg and traveled thousands of miles to southern Xinjiang. He suffered all kinds of hardships along the way, and it was really hard for his old man. Uncle is leaving for southern Xinjiang, do you have any feeling beforehand?I asked.