Chapter 167 The people sit on the "bowie chair"

Standing on the top of the Dalian Port Authority building, facing the majestic sea breeze, we saw the majestic and beautiful Dalian Port, like a huge green jade＠, with its mouth facing southeast; Yang Bo.The four piers on the coast stretch out like four thick fingers side by side. Ships with various flags are moored densely on both sides of the piers, and the machines are picking up and loading goods. The people of Dalian don't compare Dalian Port to jade. They say it is like a chair, a chair for the person who is the master of a family.This buckle chair has been occupied by the imperialists for decades and has brought hellish suffering to the people.Now, the new Chinese giant, with the blue sky above his head and the ocean under his feet, is sitting on it!He sits imposingly and quietly on this large armchair with a radius of 20 miles, guarding the largest and deepest ice-free port in the north of the motherland. From here, the steel, timber, and construction equipment from the Northeast... Soybeans... are sent to countries all over the world; here, various goods are also received from all over the country and countries around the world.These large wharves can accommodate fifty ships of more than 10,000 tons. In addition, there are small wharves dedicated to unloading special goods such as coal and oil. Therefore, large and small ships sometimes enter and leave here as many as once a day. More than a thousand ships, including ships from more than 30 countries, with crew members of more than 70 nationalities.

Speaking of Dalian Port, it will always arouse our emotional ups and downs!This majestic and beautiful port was favored by the imperialists when our people could not be the masters. As early as 1899, Emperor Russia snatched it from the hands of the Qing court and began to operate it; In 1905, after the Russo-Japanese War, the Japanese militarists took it from Imperial Russia again, and have been entrenched there for forty years!Although the weak and peaceful Qing court held the principle of non-resistance to any strong enemy, the people of Luda at that time were unwilling to hand over the great rivers and mountains to others. The "Tomb of Wanzhong" in the north of Baiyu Mountain in Lushun—— The former "mass graves" were the places where the Japanese and Russian imperialists fought for Luda, rose up to resist, and buried the bones of the people who were brutally killed.The deeds of the heroic sacrifice of thousands of people in the mountains and seas ignited the anger of the people of the whole country, and this anger has been burning for decades.

Regarding Dalian Port, I heard my father talk about it when I was very young. His tone was full of bitterness and anger, which left a deep impression on me. He said: "Our big northern port has more than one Yantai, but Look—" He pointed to the map and showed me: "Dalian belongs to Japan, Qingdao belongs to Germany, Qinhuangdao belongs to Britain, and they have taken them all by force. Now only... only Yantai belongs to us!" Therefore , since I was a child, I only know that I love my childhood place, "our own Yantai", and I only have confused, angry and bitter impressions of Dalian, Qingdao, and Qinhuangdao.I have never been to Qinhuangdao, and I have only passed by Qingdao a few times when traveling south and north, without staying.In the summer of 1929, I was traveling from Beijing to Shanghai. I missed the boat at Tanggu and hurried on another boat. When I got up early the next day, I found that this boat was sailing to Dalian. It turned out that it was going to Dalian to transport goods. of.I leaned against the ship's rail and saw many dock workers, panting and sweating under the scorching sun, under the supervision of the Japanese foreman, continuously moving goods on the gangway.The waiter on the ship told me quietly: "Among the dock workers, the workers in Dalian are the most miserable. The Japanese devils poured kerosene on them at every turn!" These few words are enough to make people burst into anger.As for the plight of the people in Luda before liberation, I only heard about it this time. For example, in the era of Japanese militarists, the local residents were divided into different classes. The first class was of course Japanese aggression. The first is the Korean wanderers they raised, the second is the people who moved to Luda from other provinces, and the last is the local people of Luda. I can't eat it, let alone anything else.

With a thunderbolt, Luda was liberated, and the Chinese people rushed out of the dungeon where they had been imprisoned for 40 years. As soon as they jumped up, they sat on their own armchairs, with a sense of pride and enthusiasm that brought out the sky!On their majestic and beautiful port, they began to quickly pick up and send off the foggy goods that created happiness for the people.During the Japanese rule, 40,000 workers could only move 10 million tons of goods every day. Now 4,000 workers can complete the workload at that time.Under the socialist system, the people are the masters instead of the oxen and horses. We use machines to replace our shoulders and hands when moving huge cargo. Now the mechanized operation of Dalian Port has reached more than 70%. Only ten percent.

When it comes to equipment, in addition to the four large piers and some special piers, there are also ships, trains, automobile manufacturing plants, repair plants, and cargo insulation and cold storage warehouses, etc. From the roof, it is far away There are many chimneys and buildings of all sizes.All this is our own! We happily walked around those big piers. Many huge ships were moored there quietly end to end, except for the roar of machinery, no human voice could be heard.Some of us picked up a few round soybeans from the pier and said with a smile that we would bring them back to Beijing for planting. Bloom and set fruit on our own yard terraces.But I think that Dalian Port is just a corner of our beautiful rivers and mountains. If we pick up a seed of joy and plant it in every piece of land, we will never be able to plant it all... And unconsciously, I At some point in my hand, I was also tightly holding a soybean, which was as hot as a hot spark!

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