The serial number is the proof of all their efforts and all their lives.
The serial number is the dignity of the dead in the war and the memory of the living.
Such vivid characters, such strong feelings, and the history that I can't bear to look back have shocked my heart. I shed tears several times and felt sad several times. I kept shouting at the deepest part of my heart, but all I got was two lines of clear tears.
The time of the story took place in the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression period, an era filled with smoke. The hero, Li Da, the captain of the county brigade, is a cunning but enthusiastic peasant man. He often played cards out of common sense and played tricks from time to time in the war, but his team became famous in the war against the Japanese aggressors. Under the leadership of Li Da's ability, this independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army, which has no formal organizational system, has experienced life and death in repeated battles and is concerned about the country. This is a group of survivors, each with an unknown fate. Everyone hides the secret of a disappearing army or family, because they are forced to live after seeing too many lives disappear. Living is to prove, prove the value of lost life and prove that you have been to this world. The independent regiment finally made the last drop of blood and completed its due obligations. I have never understood why Li Da's skills must have serial numbers. Everyone's dead. Does the serial number still make sense? And when a big name is called out, I understand that it is the belonging of soldiers, the dignity of the dead and the memory of the living.
Chen Feng, another hero of the story, made me cry for him several times. Why does he belong to that era? He is brilliant, but he has nowhere to put it to use. Always a clean and straight military uniform. I know, not only his spotless appearance, but also his clean heart. He is such a clean person, cultivating bamboo and hiding iron. How clean he is, I know how painful he is. How can he stand the shouts of sugar-coated haws? In the blink of an eye, broken walls is everywhere, covered with blood? Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, but the mountains and rivers are not here today. He was stabbed in the heart by the devil's bayonet, and the tortured people's bodies killed his soul. He was not afraid of death, and finally gave him a birthright that only belonged to him. Otherwise, it is a sin for him to live. Once he bit his back teeth and said that word for word-an inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood, hundreds of thousands of young people. "Putting pen to paper is only for the shame of snow, not for the seal of marquis", a poem written by Yuan Chonghuan, a general in the late Ming Dynasty, seems to have been specially written for Ucg. This is the most beautiful song given to him by history. Bing An is here? Ointment cake. Min' an is here? Fill the ravine. Sighing that mountains and rivers are the same, thousands of villages are sparse. When did you volunteer to lift the sharp brigade and whip it across * *! But I came back, and then I continued to swim and rode a yellow crane.
God, it looks even darker. In front of me is a chaotic color, red blood, black smoke, pieces of white cloth so dazzling. Our comrades-in-arms, the people we accompany day and night, are buried in the loess and covered with white cloth. How hard can it be to calm the pain in our hearts? I held back my tears, and my eyes were full of tears, but I couldn't help it after all. Our country, our mountains and rivers, is a mess. Why?
Don't! This isn't China! Our country is strong and cannot be ravaged. No country can talk about home. Although that period of history has passed, it is not only the people of that era who are full of blood. No matter where you are, a pure heart will always cherish the country. Ai Qing said: Why do I often have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.
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