What stories happened during the Red Army's Long March?

I. Children born on the way to the Long March

On the way to the Long March, Zeng Yu, the wife of Zhou Zikun, chief of staff of the Red Fifth Army Corps, was a Red Army woman who gave birth to a child in the war. Zeng Yuben was not on the list of the Long March, but she was reluctant to leave the Red Army and her husband. With a 7-month-old belly, he silently followed the team south and became an supernumerary. Because it is "supernumerary", Yu Zeng has no rations and equipment, and struggles with perseverance and the support of his comrades.

When the troops crossed the old mountain boundary, they were chased by pursuers. At that time, Zeng Yu had a terrible stomachache and was about to give birth. Dong found a stretcher and carried her not far away. When the stretcher bearer was attacked by the enemy, he put down the stretcher and ran away. Zeng Yu had to ride the horse that Qian Xijun found. During the turbulence, bright red blood ran down her leg and soaked the quilt on the saddle.

The pursuer was getting closer and closer, so the female Red Army had to help her dismount and help her walk. Everyone followed Yu Zeng step by step, trying to find a slightly quieter and safer place to give birth to the baby. There were no families in the vast forest, so several Red Army women had to find a handful of hay and surround Zeng Yu, and the child was born on this hay.

The baby born on the way to the Long March of the Red Army has not opened her eyes, and her fate has been doomed. Her mother can only leave her where she was born, expecting someone to adopt her. The child's crying continued, and the mother's heart was more painful. The female Red Army can only set up Zeng Yu to continue their way.

1936, when the Red Fourth Front Army crossed the grassland for the third time, Li Jinlian, a female cadre, was about to give birth. The grass was endless, so the women workers had to form a circle not far from the route of the big army, and Li Jinlian gave birth to a child in this circle. After the baby was born, everyone pulled a skirt. He put together a piece of cloth, barely wrapped the baby and walked out of the grass. Later, she gave the child to the local villagers with tears in her eyes.

Two or seven matches

In the novel Seven Matches published by 1985, Wang Yuanjian vividly described this once true story-a Red Army soldier found a party constitution and seven precious matches on his comrades who were about to sink into the swamp.

"The comrade slowly opened the paper bag with one hand. This is a party card. The party card was opened, and a small pile of matches were placed side by side, and they were dry matches. Red matchsticks are gathered together, and the positive pressure is in the center of the scarlet seal, like a jumping flame ... Remember, this is everyone's! He suddenly withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, raised his hand with all his strength, and pointed to the north: "OK, good comrade … you … you take it …".

The soldier guarded the life-saving matches and party constitution, but he died forever.

A seemingly ordinary match is like a life-saving medicine for soldiers marching on the grass. The weather in the grassland changes three times a day, with great temperature difference. At night, the temperature drops below zero degrees Celsius, which often makes the soldiers tremble. Therefore, matches are one of the most precious items on the grass. The matches left by this soldier can bring warmth to many soldiers and save the lives of many comrades.

The Long March of the Red Army has left us with inexhaustible precious spiritual wealth. Today, we revisit the history of the Red Army's Long March, not only to express our deep nostalgia for countless revolutionary martyrs who have been buried in the Long March, but also to inherit and carry forward the Long March spirit forged by Red Army soldiers with their lives and blood, and to better contribute their wisdom and strength to building a well-off society in an all-round way and achieving two hundred-year goals.

Third, the story of the chairman borrowing books

On the way to the Long March, Mao Zedong made jokes because he loved reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin. One day, the Red Army passed a village. Mao Zedong ordered the team to camp outside the village, and then sent guards to borrow books from the village. Mao Zedong said to the guards around him, "Xiao Wang, go to the village to see if there are any scholars, and try to help me get the Water Margin and the Three Kingdoms."

The guards found several scholars, including Mr. Xue, who knew that the Red Army was a good soldier for the poor and would not harm the people in autumn. It is said that the Red Army leaders need "kettles" and "three pots". Without saying anything, Mr. Xue took out the kettle at home and gave it to the guard. But he really didn't have a "three-pot" at home, only a "one-pot", but he didn't hesitate to hand over the only cooking iron pot at home to the guard.

The guards thanked Mr. Xue and happily returned to the station with a kettle and an iron pot. The doorman said, "Madam President, I brought the kettle. The villagers didn't have three pots, so I borrowed one. " Mao Zedong looked up and couldn't help laughing. He called the guards to his side and said earnestly, "Xiao Wang, you should study cultural knowledge well when you are free." I want you to borrow China's Water Margin, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and four classical novels instead of boiling water in a kettle and cooking in an iron pan.

Fourth, the exercise will burn cow dung.

During the Red Army's stay in Luhuo, in order to enliven the life of the troops on the way to the Long March and boost morale, Commander-in-Chief Zhu De proposed to hold a special sports meeting. The content of this sports meeting is very rich, including ball games, running, high jump, long jump, obstacle crossing, assassination, bombing and cavalry performance, as well as map reading, distance measurement, recognition and utilization of terrain and features. The most creative project in this sports meeting is the cow dung burning competition proposed by Commander-in-Chief Zhu.

The rule of the game is to see who lights the fire first. The game began. With the ignition signal, thousands of Red Army soldiers struck matches almost at the same time. After a while, smoke rose everywhere on the wide flat ground. The smoke is getting longer and bigger. Thousands of smoke dragons meet, flip and soar in the sky.

Five, eat ice cream

When climbing the Snow Mountain, Chen Geng, Zhou Shidi's old classmate in Huangpu Phase I and head of the cadre group, suggested that Zhou Shidi sing a song in Cantonese. Zhou Shidi opened his voice generously, sang a few words, and burst out laughing. The atmosphere suddenly enlivened. Some people eat dry food, while others swallow snow to quench their thirst. Bi Shiti, the chief of staff of the cadres' regiment, took out a small bag of saccharin that was kept in his notebook and put a little into everyone's cups.

Xiao Guangjin shouted, "Come on, let's eat ice cream!" "Zhou Shidi took a sip of snow powder mixed with saccharin and pretended to be intoxicated, saying," My cup is more beautiful than that of Guanshengyuan in Nanjing Road! Chen Geng also cooed: "Mine is more beautiful, it belongs to a paradise!" " ! "They used dry food as biscuits and snow powder as ice cream, talking and laughing, and their fatigue was swept away. After eating "ice cream", I climbed to the top of the snowy mountain again.

Six, eat cowhide

Guo Linxiang wrote in his memoirs: "The day before I walked out of the grass, I ran out of dry food and was hungry. Finally, I found a piece of skin left by the army after killing yak in front of me. I picked it up, burned my hair and baked it. I washed it half-baked and ate it. I squeaked while chewing and lived on this skin for a day.

"In fact, it is a big meal for soldiers to eat belts." Huang Hongbo, the son of General Huang Zhongxue, said, "My father always said that when eating belts, they should be roasted first and then boiled in water. This belt is delicious for the soldiers. "

Huang Zhongxue also wrote in his memoirs: "One day, a comrade smiled and extended a pair of hands to me,' Give you a fried biscuit to eat.' I took a look at it in surprise. "Where did you get the cookies?" Brown, with bubbles as big as corn, looks like fried. I put it in my mouth to chew. I thought it tasted good, so I asked,' What the hell is this?' Cowhide! He laughed.

A dozen of us each have a leather belt. From now on, we will not only dig wild vegetables to satisfy our hunger, but also bake cowhide to eat. "