Reflections after reading "Red Rock"

I finished reading the book "Red Rock" with great reverence and excitement. "Red Rock" is a masterpiece of Chinese military literature. It describes many revolutionary heroes: Cheng Gang was fearless in the face of danger and regarded death as home; Xu Yunfeng fought bravely against the enemy and sacrificed himself for others; Jiang Jie was tortured but remained unyielding; Liu Siyang came from a wealthy family but devoted himself to the revolution; the Zhazidong victims worked together and the enemy was frightened; the Bai Gongguan patriots bravely broke through the encirclement. , ushering in the dawn... All of this is displayed in front of my eyes. It is such a scene that makes En excited, reverent, sad and angry, and sighs.

What is most unforgettable to me is the description of Xu Yunfeng who is about to be assassinated by the secret agents and gangsters: "Death is such a useless threat to a revolutionary. He staggered around with a calm expression, dragging With the rusty iron shackles, he no longer looked back at the agents standing on both sides, and walked directly towards the stone steps and towards the open iron door of the cellar. He stood on the high stone steps and suddenly turned around to face the people who were following him. The special agent gangster ordered loudly: "Let's go! Lead the way. "Facing the approaching gate of hell, Xu Yunfeng did not show the slightest fear. On the contrary, his revolutionary belief became more firm. Even if the sea withers away, the earth collapses, and the earth collapses, it will not be shaken. Sister Jiang was driven into the bone-piercing heart by a thick bamboo stick driven into the gap between her fingernails. The spies were trying to extract important secrets about the underground party from this important Communist Party member, but they failed time and time again. Just imagine, in that damp and rancid Zhigong Cave, Baidu. The mansion, the almost suffocating dungeon, swallowing rancid soup scraps under severe water shortage, dragging their bodies with bruises, enduring the bursts of cracking pain from old pus and new wounds... However, they behaved like ordinary people Fighting against the reactionaries with unimaginable perseverance to the end!

For these respectable and admirable warriors, the Kuomintang reactionaries could only inflict physical torture on them, but they could not shake their spirits at all. Their fighting spirit was enriched! I couldn't help myself when I read about their deeds. I felt deeply guilty when I remembered that I had spent a lot of time writing English compositions but only got low scores. When I encounter unsatisfactory things or small setbacks, I think of giving up. I am not completely passionate about study and work, and I always find excuses to say that I am a girl. But now, in front of the glorious image of Hongyan Hero, I understand: the more thorny the road is, the more we need to open up; the more difficult the time, the more unswerving spirit is needed to overcome.

"The morning star shines, welcoming the dawn." . In the forest, birds are chirping and dawn is about to break. On the eastern horizon, a red light gradually emerged, shining on the green Jialing River. The blue sky was cloudless, and the gorgeous morning glow radiated thousands of rays of light. "This is a description of the first dawn after the victory of the Liberation War. This vibrant scene was bought with the blood of countless soldiers. The blood stained the red rocks, and we have today's happy life. Happy days are easy for people to forget What is bravery and perseverance? The comfortable life and wonderful enjoyment make people forget the history of blood and fire, and also numb their spirit. I want to thank "Red Rock" for setting an example for me. I have a new understanding of the value of life, which will help me become a real person, a brave and strong person

Reflections on "Lin Hai Xue Yuan"

With a surging passion After reading the whole book passionately, I closed it gently and looked at the four words "Lin Hai Xue Yuan", which seemed to be made of fiery blood. They looked even more beautiful and red against the white snow on the cover. Above, I seem to see the figures of friendly and kind People's Liberation Army soldiers fighting in the deep mountains and old forests for their own ideals and for the great cause of the motherland - the cause of communism. Their smiles and souls have merged into a holy body.

For these soldiers, death is not scary, and blood is for this land they love deeply. What their amiable and lovely villagers shed is a testament to the innocent hearts of each and every one of them, and its pulse will always beat in this lush old forest.

The wild wind blowing through the mountains and the dense rain forest of bullets could not scare them away, because a fire in their hearts and a belief - to truly liberate the people, supported them to stand up again and again in the violent storms until the final victory. They pursue their goals in life persistently and are not afraid of all obstacles. Even when they reach the point where "there is no way out", they are willing to fight to the death. Perhaps they think: in the face of their own life, they are so superior. Only by fighting for your ideal can you have no regrets. Just like the old man in "The Old Man and the Sea" and Shotton River in "The End", they both moved forward for their beloved ideals, although they both failed in the end and only left a pair of bones in this vast world. Or a few lines of light traces, but in anyone's eyes, they can never be knocked down mentally. Anyone who laughs at their unnecessary waste of life must be a coward, because only cowards will laugh at the brave, and because they don’t understand the feeling of devoting their lives to pursuit, and because they don’t have the courage and courage to pursue it. ideal. Deng Xiaoping also said: "We must always educate our people, especially our young people, to have ideals." A person without ideals will feel at a loss about his own future and the path he wants to take. Perhaps, in wandering, he is like The lost lamb disappears in the darkness.

Without ideals, the Wright brothers would not have invented the airplane and fulfilled mankind’s dream of flying into the blue sky; without ideals, Yuan Longping would not have been able to breed hybrid rice and solve the problem of more people and less food in China; without Where does ideals come from China's thousands of years of ancient culture? Without ideals, China would not stand up from failure after failure and regain its territory... Ideals are the beacon of life and the other side of life. Sometimes we go through many vicissitudes and years for it. China's 2008 Olympic bid, the world dreams of peace, prays for the perfection of human nature, "people search for her thousands of times", there is no difference between the perfection and the incompleteness, there will always be the next generation to continue to pursue.

When reading "Lin Hai Xue Yuan", I often feel the meaning of one word, that is "collective". The characters in the article, such as Shao Jianbo, Yang Zirong, etc., open and close their mouths and never leave the collective. It can be said that they have penetrated into the bone marrow and become integrated with their own lives. They come in the wind and go in the snow. They are all bits and pieces of the struggle of memory. The word "collective" is more believed to be known to everyone. Its artistic conception has integrated countless hearts into one. People with strong collective thinking can have their heads cut off and their blood left, but their aspirations cannot be changed. Always putting collective interests first, this seems to be a very strange characteristic.

Sima Qian, a writer of the Han Dynasty, once said: "Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or it may be lighter than a feather." To die for the collective must be heavier than Mount Tai, and Xiao Gaobo is just for this. Mount Tai and live forever. Life and death, for thousands of years, some people have praised it, others have laughed at it, and some people have even sighed: "Life and death have destiny, and wealth lies in heaven." In fact, there is only a thin line between life and death, that is, there is energy and there is no energy. Some people die with great dignity. That kind of person survives in another way and gets what he deserves. Some people die and are reviled for eternity and trampled by thousands of people. That kind of person begs for mercy for a little bit of life, but ends up in ashes. . There is no need to attach too much importance to rebirth and death. When it is time to come, it will come, and when it is time to go, it will go. You are worthy of your own life, and you are worthy of your own survival in the world. Why should you be obsessed with an idea or a future result. The scars on Guan Tianpei's body and the gun holes in Huang Jiguang's chest illustrate this truth again and again.

In "Linhaixueyuan", it not only tells the story of the struggle to suppress bandits in the early days of the Liberation War, but also shows a kind of wisdom, a courage, and the beauty of humanity, which are integrated into the almost universal human spirit. The perfect image becomes a microcosm of the world and turns into a blue sky. Although sometimes dark clouds block the sunshine, after a burst of sweet rain, the clear stream remains, the white doves hang on wind chimes and soar far away, the leaves become greener, the sky becomes bluer, and the sun shines on the dewdrops. The cycle of the world never stops, and the beauty never stops. Vaguely, yesterday is also the guide for today.