What's it like to miss a soldier?

There is a martyr whose name is Zhang Hairu. 1February 22, 979, died heroically in the Vietnam War. He was only 29 years old when he left. I went to Pingxiang Martyrs Cemetery to find him almost every year. It can be said that I have been looking for him for 29 years.

On March 22nd this year, I took advantage of my work break to go to Pingxiang again. 29 years and zero 1 month, I finally found him.

Zhang Hairu was the company commander of the 55th Army 163 Wireless Company when he died. He is from Nanwangdian Village, Heping Township, Xiping County, Henan Province. 2 1 year-old, married a girl from a department store in Luohe City, Henan Province. Married for eight years, I have been busy training and on duty in the army, and I have to visit my relatives for a month or two. After the sacrifice, his wife came to Pingxiang grave to cry, and the pain rolled into a clay figurine on the new grave in the rain. "The sea is very similar! We've been married for eight years, and I haven't left you any. I'm sorry! If we can have a child, nothing I can say will bring him up! The sea is like wow! " One call after another, a heartbreaking cry, touched the world.

When the martyr's widow returned to her hometown with tears in her eyes holding the third-class military medal exchanged with blood and life, the world behind her has undergone earth-shaking changes in these 20 years.

Almost 30 years. How many 30 years can life have? !

At that time, at the expense of a soldier, the family could get a pension of 300 yuan; Sacrifice a cadre, family members can receive 500 yuan pension. The living have no money, and some people give them a little money to reward their heroic behavior.

I returned to my hometown with a small piece of shrapnel given by the Vietnamese. I want to do a great thing with an enterprising spirit. After going through ups and downs and difficulties, when the edges and corners of my whole body were rounded, I realized that everything was like passing clouds, and finally realized that "stubbornness" and "importune" were "ignorant of current affairs" and "futile". What you really need to learn is to be a low-key person. You should smile at everyone and see the real reality. Don't be smart, remember that quarreling hurts your temperament. "

Individuals are very insignificant in the whole society, and the pace of society has never been shifted by human will. People who can fight bayonets on the battlefield can't keep up with the pace of modern society and can't keep up with every day in front of them. You can't help drifting away, but when you come to the end of your life, your life is long or short, just a human journey. On the road paved with martyrs' blood, the new world shows people a completely different scene from the previous war. Comrades, brothers and strategic partnership may be the desired result when comrades take the lead. Stop the war with war and exchange sacrifice for peace. I have no regrets!

I go to see those comrades buried on the border every year, and now my heart is more and more concerned about them, because at that time, they were all young children, young teenagers in their twenties, who fought bravely through fire and water for the direction indicated by the national order. It's amazing! Think about what they get and what we pray for.

Look at the young people around us now. The significance of rushing to the front is not the same as that of the past, but they are all working hard for the interests of enterprises and the country, and they are under tremendous pressure brought by the tense rhythm. I don't want to say anything more. Looking up at the starry sky, I can't give up the yearning in my heart. I think about the long frontier defense, the land, the comrades who are sleeping, what the dead have not got, and what do the living want? All I want is satisfaction and happiness!

Surrounded by green mountains and green waters, the martyrs rest in peace. Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, living people come from all directions to the cemetery to remember the martyrs and worship the gods. As comrades-in-arms, the inner feelings of sweeping graves are completely different from others, which can only be said to be quite complicated. Missing silently, the feeling of missing is unclear!

Cold air condenses you and me,

Are there tears or rain on the skirt?

Unforgettable feeling,

How to wash it in time?

Yesterday has passed,

Today will also be a memory,

In this disturbing world,

Life and death are inseparable.

Yesterday is a memory,

We'll continue tomorrow,

No matter where we are.

I will always call you in the wind!