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Visit the Memorial Hall of the Victims of the Nanjing Massacre, write a 1,000-word essay for fifth grade

On the eve of the National Memorial Day, our family visited the Memorial Hall for the Victims of the Nanjing Massacre by the Japanese Invaders. As long as tourists who have visited hear words related to the Japanese army, they will think of the idiom "inhumane" like a conditioned reflex.

As soon as we entered the museum, the first thing we saw was a sculpture about seven or eight meters high. It was a sculpture representing peace. At the top of the sculpture is a woman holding a child in one hand and releasing a dove of peace with the other. Her eyes are full of hope for peace. The two characters "Peace" are engraved below the sculpture. The entire sculpture looks particularly brilliant and sacred under the sunlight. At this time, several peace doves landed gently beside me. I approached them gently. They did not feel scared, but walked leisurely. I continued to approach a pigeon, which just tilted its head and looked at me, cooing softly.

After walking through the lawn filled with peace doves, we walked into the Historical Materials Exhibition Hall. What is shown before our eyes are pictures full of blood, groups of shocking data, and scenes that are horrifying. I stopped in front of an oil painting. This oil painting with special meaning is really unforgettable: on the left side of the oil painting, there are two Japanese officers. One is standing arrogantly, and the other is wiping a bloody saber, with a ferocious expression on his face. smile. In the middle is a mountain of corpses. On top of the mountain of corpses, a little boy is lying on his mother's body and crying bitterly. On the right, a monk is dragging corpses away from the mountain of corpses. Rivers of blood flowed on the ground, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rolling Yangtze River loomed in the distance. ——This is truly an unprecedented catastrophe for mankind!

There are a lot of video and audio materials in the historical materials exhibition hall. From there, I learned that there were still some survivors under the horrific butchery of the Japanese army. One of them had just passed away. His name was Chen Yulong. . Every year during Qingming Festival, the illiterate Grandpa Chen Yulong would come to the nearly 100-meter-long "Wailing Wall" where the names of the victims were densely written and accurately find the names of his family members: grandfather, father, mother, uncle, uncle, brother, and brother. "I will never forget the pain the Japanese caused me in my lifetime." This is what Chen Yulong said. When I walked out of the exhibition hall, I saw an astronomical number: 300,000. ——Three hundred thousand innocent Chinese people!

Before coming to the memorial hall, I had long heard that the memorial hall was built around a #fromthis article 自学优网://. gkstk. end# A mass grave was built. Right now, I am standing in front of a mass grave and see the bones inside, layer upon layer, criss-crossing. Among these bones, some were women, some were old people, and some were just young children. According to the identification of archaeological experts, the Japanese used all kinds of cruel methods against the Chinese people: beheading, driving nails, shooting with machine guns, etc. Although there are many tourists here, their expressions are very serious, and the air in the entire hall seems to have solidified. Under the dim light, I saw a few foreigners with expressions of surprise on their faces and their eyes rounded. Some children covered their eyes in fear, and some young men had angry expressions on their faces. , and some old people were crying softly and lamenting.

Finally, we came to the meditation hall. Being in the quiet and dark meditation hall, facing the flickering candlelight, I seemed to feel an old and clear voice in the dark saying to me: "Children, only when the motherland is strong will we not let others bully us!" "At this time, I closed my eyes, clasped my hands on my chest, and prayed: May the motherland become stronger and stronger! Let our Chinese dream come true as soon as possible!