Chapter 62 The cannon of the October Revolution

With the sound of the cannon of the October Revolution, the hearts of hundreds of millions of suffering people turned in the same direction.The hunchbacked miner crawled out of the dark cave and straightened his waist.The sweating tenant farmer throws the sickle for the landlord's harvest into the ground. Cannon fodder boy, from "Sir" In his hand, he snatched his own gun... Hope penetrated into their painful hearts, and awakening gave them a piece of light!The hearts of hundreds of millions of suffering people form a torrent that overwhelms mountains and seas, washing out patches of clean and green land in the world!How many joyful voices have the sound of the cannon of the October Revolution aroused on this earth for forty years!The water in the reservoirs is rushing, the golden crops are rustling, the trains passing through the bridges are rushing, the majestic machines are rumbling, and there is a newborn baby. The moon is flying around the earth, making a chichi sound!

These voices are the symphony of the world, and the free people in the voices are creating their own paradise; they are the echoes of the gunfire of the October Revolution, and they will always sing for the October Revolution.October 25, 1957, Beijing.