I recently finished reading the book Red Rock with great reverence. Red Rock is a masterpiece of China's military literature. It describes many revolutionary heroes: they are not afraid of danger when they become posts, and they regard death as their death; Xu Yunfeng fought bravely against the enemy and sacrificed himself for others; Jiang Jie was tortured and never afraid; Liu Siyang was born in a rich family, but took part in the revolution; Cheng Yao grew up under the influence of the * * * production party, knowing how to deal with all kinds of things; The friends in the slag hole help each other and outsmart the enemy; The people of Baigongguan defeated the enemy and ushered in the new China.

In Hongyan, I admire Jiang Xueqin Jiang Jie the most. Shortly after Hongyan began, the steel image of Jie Jiang has been established in my heart. When she learned that her husband had passed away, she didn't become vulnerable to the cruel reality like an ordinary woman, wiped her tears and stood up again, because she knew that the order entrusted to her by the producer of * * * had not been completed, and she would give up her family for everyone. During her life in Zhazidong prison, she still wore that blue cheongsam and always greeted everyone with a clean face. She didn't reveal any party secrets when the enemy tortured her. When the enemy nailed her finger with a bamboo stick, she firmly said, "Torture is too small a test. The bamboo stick is made of bamboo, and the will to produce party member is made of steel." Finally, Jiang Jie was dying, and she told everyone not to cry.

In the face of these admired comrades, the Kuomintang can only give them physical torture, but it can't shake their spirit. In real life, I feel deeply guilty in front of them. Whenever I encounter a small setback, I will think of giving up. After reading Hongyan, I know that the harder the road is and the more arduous the task is, the more determined we must be.

"The morning star shines to welcome the dawn. Birds are fighting in the forest, and the day will break. On the horizon of the east, a touch of red light gradually emerged, flashing in the green Jialing River, the blue sky, the cloudless Wan Li and the gorgeous sunrise, emitting all kinds of light. " This is Hongyan's description of the dawn of the founding of New China. This vibrant scene was exchanged by countless soldiers with blood, and Hongyan was dyed red with blood to have a happy life today. We should cherish the happy life now, never forget those great soldiers, and keep them in mind!