"Goodbye Relatives"

Goodbye, dear ones

Auntie, please stop saying goodbye! In order to help us wash and mend our clothes, you have not slept for several nights. At your age, can you support it? Go home and rest! Why are you shaking your head? Are you worried that we will forget you, the Korean nanny? No, never. Over the past eight years, how much effort you have spent on us and how much motherly warmth you have given us! I remember that during the fifth battle, the blockade by enemy planes caused temporary supply difficulties. We fought with the enemy on the battlefield for three days and three nights on an empty stomach. It was you who took all the women in the village, carried cakes on their shoulders, braved artillery fire, passed through the smoke, and delivered them to the battlefield for us to eat. This is really a timely help! There were many blocking battles at that time. On your way back, you were so tired that you fainted on the roadside. We still remember that one of our wounded soldiers was recuperating at your home. When the enemy plane came, you left your little grandson and carried the wounded man into the air-raid shelter; when you When I went back to rescue my grandson, the house had been blown to the ground. You lost your only lover to us. You said, how can we forget this friendship that is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea?

Little Golden Flower, stop crying, wipe away your tears, and sing "The Ballad of Pounding Rice" to us! how? Feeling sad and can’t sing? You have always been a strong child! That time, scout Lao Wang went to the enemy-occupied area to conduct reconnaissance. He was caught by the enemy and locked up in a small house, guarded by a squad of Japanese soldiers. Your mother found out and took you into the enemy-occupied area, sneaking close to the small house where Lao Wang was imprisoned. Your mother deliberately quarreled with the sentry to draw out the enemies of that class. You took the opportunity to get into the house, untied the rope from Lao Wang, and rescued Lao Wang. You return to the village and wait anxiously for your mother. The bad news came the next day. Your mother fired a grenade and died with the enemy. The comrades cried sadly, but you stamped your foot and said fiercely with the corners of your mouth twitching: "Mom, I must avenge this revenge!" Little Jinhua, how strong you are! But today, today, when you are saying goodbye to your volunteer uncle, why are you crying?

Sister-in-law, please go back! Look, your child is fast asleep on your back. The mountain road is so rugged that you have traveled dozens of miles with crutches. Even if you don't send me a step away, as long as we think of your crutches, we will never forget your deep affection for us. We clearly remember that it was the spring of 1952, when Jindalai flowers were blooming all over the mountains and fields. Knowing that we were short of vegetables, you went up to the mountains with a basket to dig for wild vegetables. All the wild vegetables in the mountains behind were dug up, and you ran into a pool of blood at the front line again... After you recovered from your injuries, you could only walk with crutches. You paid such a high price for us, isn't it enough to express your friendship with the Chinese people?

Goodbye, dear! Goodbye, dear land!

Train, please drive slowly, let us take another look at the people of North Korea, and let us stay for a while longer on this land where blood has been spilled. Goodbye, dear! Our hearts are always with you.

(I typed it word by word)