Wei Wei

Author Wei Wei (1920 ~ 2008), a native of Zhengzhou, Henan Province, graduated from Kangda University in Yan 'an. He is a modern writer, formerly known as Wei, who once used the pen name Shanyang. Masterpieces: the novel Oriental, the communication collection Who is the cutest person, and the prose collection My Teacher. After the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), he served as deputy editor-in-chief of Literature and Art of the People's Liberation Army, deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Beijing Military Region, minister of culture of the Political Department of the Beijing Army, consultant of the Political Department, consultant of the China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the fourth director of the Chinese Writers Association, and the first, second and third NPC deputies.

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This article is an excellent communication with great influence and wide spread in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It's about 1950- 1 the heroic deeds of volunteers who fought bravely against American invaders in the most difficult stage of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. 1On June 25th, 950, the Korean War broke out on the Korean peninsula due to territorial disputes. In mid-September, American imperialism assembled volunteers on the other side of the Yalu River.

United Nations troops, take me directly from the Yalu River. 654381October 25th, China Volunteer Army crossed the Yalu River, "Resist US aggression and aid Korea, protect our country and defend our country." At that time, the author had just been transferred to the General Political Department, and his superiors sent people to North Korea to understand the ideological situation of American prisoners of war in order to carry out political struggles against the enemy. In the prison camp, Wei Wei contacted many American officers and men. He said that most of these American soldiers showed great war-weariness and many of them were veterans who participated in the Second World War. They fought Germany and Japan, wanted to have a rest, and came to fight North Korea again, which was quite reluctant. But there are also very reactionary ones. However, regardless of their position, they all feel that they have met the most difficult and fearless army in the world. With sincere patriotism and courage, our volunteers fought to the death with the aggressors whose weapons and equipment, military strength and comprehensive national strength were far higher than ours. It was their blood that turned the iron tiger that was rampant for a while into a paper tiger. After completing the investigation task, he wrote a detailed investigation report to the General Political Department. He could have gone back to China, but Wei Wei didn't go back to China, but went to the front. Interviewed on the front line for three months. He saw with his own eyes the soldiers' fearlessness in killing the enemy; I personally felt the roar of the enemy's giant guns and how many of our soldiers were deafened by explosions hundreds of times louder than thunder. He stepped on the position deeply turned over by the shell, holding the blood-soaked soil in his hand. He will never forget these three months at the front. 195 1 returned from south Korea in February and has been transferred to the deputy editor-in-chief of literature and art of the people's liberation army ... the heroism of the soldiers in front strongly shocked him. He is eager to let the people of the motherland know how brave and tenacious his children are. This ordinary thing in front of us is the price of their blood, and it is by no means empty talk. The topic "Who is the cutest person" is not difficult to think of, but I jumped out of my heart when I was excited on the Korean battlefield. When he was in North Korea, he wrote a newsletter "Proud, Motherland", which contained more than 20 vivid examples. I brought it back to the comrades, but I didn't take it out for publication because I didn't think it was good. Because there are too many examples of stacking, such as bookkeeping, neither of which is clear or sufficient. After writing "Who is the cutest person", only a few examples were selected, and then two were deleted. Finally, only these three examples were selected to write.

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Who is the cutest person? Every day in North Korea, I was moved by something. The tide of my thoughts and feelings is flowing freely; I want to tell my friends in my motherland everything. But what I am most anxious to tell you is an important experience of my thoughts and feelings, that is: I feel more and more deeply who is our most lovely person!

Who is our loveliest person? Our soldiers, I think they are the cutest people. Perhaps some people say vaguely in their hearts: Are those you are talking about "soldiers"? They look ordinary and simple, and they don't see any profound knowledge or rich feelings. However, I want to say that this is because he has little contact with our soldiers and has not yet understood our soldiers: their quality is so pure and noble, their will is so tough and strong, their temperament is so simple and humble, and their hearts are so beautiful and broad! Let me tell you a story. In the second battle, a volunteer army broke into the enemy's rear and cut off the enemy's retreat in the corner. When they arrived at the library station, the fleeing enemy happened to be there, and they were preparing to cross the car road. The vanguard of this unit hastily occupied a low bare hill beside the car and blocked the enemy. A heroic struggle began. In order to escape, the enemy used 32 planes and 10 tanks to launch a group charge and ran to the company position. The whole top of the mountain was overturned, and the position was red with the flame of petrol bombs. However, on this smoky hill, the warriors shouted slogans again and again and killed the enemy in front of the position. The enemy's bodies are piled up in front of the mountain like millet, and the blood has dyed the mountain red. But the enemy still has to fight to the death so as not to destroy his main force. The fierce fighting lasted for eight hours. Finally, the warriors ran out of bullets. The swarming enemy occupied the top of the mountain and pushed them to the foot of the mountain. The petrol bombs dropped by the plane ignited them. At this time, the warriors will not retreat. As soon as they put down their guns, they rushed at the enemy, with flames on their hats, hugging the enemy tightly and letting the fire on them kill the enemy occupying the position. ..... According to the battalion commander of this battalion, after the war, all the guns in this company's position were broken, and machine gun parts were thrown all over the mountain. The remains of the martyrs maintained various postures. Some hold the enemy's waist, some hold the enemy's head, some hold the enemy's neck and knock him to the ground, fall down with the enemy and burn him together. There was a soldier with a Grenade in his hand and his body was full of brains; The American devils who died with him burst their brains and scattered them all over the floor. Another soldier, with half an enemy's ear in his mouth. When burying the martyr's body, they held the enemy so tightly that some people's fingers were broken. ..... Although the company suffered heavy casualties, they still killed more than 300 enemies. More importantly, they made our main force catch up and annihilated the enemy. This is the most heroic battle on the Korean battlefield-the Battle of SongGu Feng, or the Battle of Shutang Station. If it is necessary to erect a monument, let me write down the names of those martyrs who fought the enemy with fire and bayonets. Their names are: Wang Jinchuan, Xing Yutang, Jing Yuzhuo, Xiong Guanquan, Wang Jinhou, Zhao, Sui Jinshan, Li Yu 'an, Ding, Cui,. There is another soldier whose name is impossible to know. Let our martyrs live forever! The battalion commander of this battalion told me the above situation. His voice is slow and his feelings are heavy. He said that he shed tears when he buried the martyrs on the battlefield. However, he went on to say, "Don't think I feel sorry for them, no, I am proud of them! I think our soldiers are so great and lovely that I can't help being moved to tears by them. " My friend, how did you feel when you heard this heroic story? Don't you think our soldiers are cute? Aren't you proud that our motherland has such a hero? Our soldiers are so cruel to the enemy, but they love the Korean people so much and are full of deep enthusiasm for internationalism. I met a young soldier on the north bank of the Han River. He is only 2 1 year old this year. His name is Ma Yuxiang, a native of Qinggang County, Heilongjiang Province. He has a black and red face, standing high, as simple and lovely as red sorghum in autumn fields. However, because I just came down from the ground and looked a little tired, the red silk in my eyes has not been removed. He used to be in prison. One night, he was awakened by a cry. When he went out, he saw an old Korean mother sitting on the mountain crying. It turned out that her house was bombed. She built a hut in the mountains, which was blown up again. When he came back, he immediately went to the company and asked to be transferred to the infantry company. It happened that the infantry company needed people, so he was approved. I said, "Isn't it the same for the enemy who hits the battery?" "That's different!" He said: "The closer you are to the enemy, the more enjoyable you feel, and the more you feel that you can get rid of hatred!" One day, in the days of blocking the enemy on the south bank of the Han River, he came down from the position to cook. As soon as I entered the village, several enemy planes attacked me, fired for a while and then dropped two large incendiary bombs. Several houses are on fire. The fire is so big and the smoke is so big that people are afraid to go. At that time, he heard a child crying in the fireworks. He immediately went through the thick smoke so that he could see more clearly. A middle-aged man in North Korea was lying in the yard, and there was a child crying in the room. He walked to the door of the house. The fire at the door is soaring, and people can't get in. The paper on the doors and windows is burning. The child's crying came out with the thick smoke and was really heard. When he described it here, he said, "Can I not go in?" I can't! I think, if I want to meet this situation in my country, I can go in. Then can I not go to North Korea? Aren't the Korean people the same as the people of our motherland? I kicked the door and jumped in. Ah! The room was filled with smoke, only the child's crying could be heard, but no one could be seen. I can't open my eyes and my face is as hot as a knife. I don't know if my body is on fire, and I don't care about it, just groping on the ground. Touch an adult first, pull but don't pull; I touched the adult's back again before I touched the child's leg, so I grabbed it and jumped out of the door. When I look at a child, he is a good child. He is wearing a short jacket, with two bare calves, which are kicking and crying. I thought to myself,' whether you cry or not, who will feed you if you don't save the adults!' At this time, the fire was even bigger, and the furniture and things at home were also on fire. As soon as I put him on the ground, I went in through the fire door and took my adult. She snorted, and I pulled out hard and saw that she didn't move again. Looking closer, I saw that the blood on her face had dyed the white dress on her chest red and her eyes were closed. I knew she was going to die, so I quickly jumped out of the door, put out the fire on my body and picked up the child without mom and dad. ..... "Friend, how did you feel when you heard this story? Don't you think our soldiers are the cutest people? Everyone knows that the Korean battlefield is more difficult. But what do the soldiers think? Once, I saw a soldier in a bomb shelter, eating a bite of fried noodles, just a bite of snow. I asked him, "Don't you feel bitter? He picked up a spoonful of snow sent to his mouth and said with a smile, "How can you not feel it?" Our revolutionary army is not a monster But our glory is here. "He simply put down the spoon and said excitedly," Take eating snow for example. I eat snow here precisely for the sake of the people of our motherland not eating snow. They can sit in a bright room, make a pot of tea, keep a small stove and do whatever they want. " He pointed to the narrow and humid shelter and said, "Let's squat down in the shelter again. It's so depressing Seeing that the sun can't shine outside, you can't walk on the bare road. But if I squat in the bomb shelter here, the people of the motherland can walk on the road without squatting in the bomb shelter. They can ride a bike if they want, and they can walk if they want, talking while walking. As long as we can make people happy, it is our greatest happiness. So, "he put the snow in his mouth again, as if summing up," it's nothing for me to shed some blood here, and it's nothing to suffer! " I asked again, "Do you miss your motherland? "He smiled." Who wouldn't? Said it wasn't a lie, but I didn't want to go back. If you go back, the people of the motherland will ask,' How did you accomplish the task we gave you? How can I answer correctly? I said,' North Korea is half red and half black'. What is this? "I then asked," you have experienced so many dangers and suffered so much. Are there any requirements for the motherland and North Korea? " He thought for a while before answering me: "We don't want anything. But to tell the truth-I may be wrong, we want such a big thing ... "He smiled and compared his finger to the size of a copper coin, for fear that I wouldn't understand." We want to wear a' Korean Liberation Medal' on our chest and then return to our motherland. "My friends, you don't need to give more examples. You can already understand what our soldiers are like, what qualities they have, how beautiful and broad their souls are. They are first-class fighters and first-class people in history and the world! They are the outstanding flowers of all the great men in the world! This is the flower of our motherland that we are proud of! We are proud to have such a hero in our motherland, and we are proud to be born in this heroic country! Dear friends, when you board the first tram in the morning and rush to the factory, when you go to the field with a plow, when you go to school with a cup of soybean milk and a bag on your back, when you start a day's work at your desk, when you put an apple in your child's mouth, when you walk with your lover … Friends, do you realize that you are happy? You may be surprised to say, "This is very common!" "However, people who come back from North Korea will know that you are very happy. Please realize that this is a kind of happiness, because only by realizing this can you understand the reason why our soldiers are desperate in North Korea. Friend! You love our motherland and our great leader Chairman Mao. You will love our soldiers deeply-they are really our loveliest people!