The theme of the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Party, interesting stories about the Party, or anecdotes about party member that we are familiar with are all for display. Please provide them

The theme of the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Party, interesting stories about the Party, or anecdotes about party member that we are familiar with are all for display. Please provide them to me. Plateau, an anecdote of an excellent party member.

-Recalling Li Changhe, a "good cadre who practiced Theory of Three Represents".

● Chen Yonghua

It has been nearly 15 years since I left the place called Zamalong on the plateau. Living in a bustling city with high-rise buildings now, for a long time, will breed a lot of turmoil and anxiety. Occasionally, some comrades-in-arms call from the distant plateau, which will inevitably pull out some information about Zamalong's garrison. As a result, the scene of that small village can't help but emerge.

In fact, the so-called Zamalon is far from beautiful and spectacular. It is just a small village in a ravine in Huangzhong County, Qinghai Province. Recently, I have been troubled by this small village for a long time. The cause of the incident was reported by CCTV's "News Network" program. On the afternoon of August 19, a report on the advanced deeds of party member Chang Li, deputy director of the Land Resources and Housing Administration of Shizhu Tujia Autonomous County, Chongqing, was held in the Great Hall of the People, and its delegation members were cordially received by Wu Bangguo, Vice Premier of the State Council. I hurried to the newspaper that reported his deeds, only to learn that he died heroically to save a drowning student on May 19 this year. * * * The Chongqing Municipal Party Committee and Municipal People's Government posthumously awarded Li Changhe the honorary title of "Good Cadre of Practicing Theory of Three Represents". Chongqing Municipal People's Government approved him as a revolutionary martyr. The Party Group of the Ministry of Land and Resources decided to carry out in-depth and sustained learning activities from Comrade Li Changhe in the national land and resources system.

Ever since I saw the report and the article promoting Chang Li's deeds, whenever and wherever I close my eyes, the past is like a tenacious green life growing in the cracks, scrambling to arch outward, which makes people sad and heartbroken, and further realizes many principles of being a man in nostalgia.

When he first joined the army in Zamalong, Li Changhe was the platoon leader of our XinBingLian. He is of medium height, tall and straight, uniform, a well-fitted military uniform, a red collar and five stars, and all his gestures show standard military manners and qualities. A broad forehead and slightly thick lips show honesty and kindness. A pair of deep eyes reveal perseverance and strength. This initial impression deepened my affection for him.

When I came to the plateau, for me who joined the army directly from the school and the mainland, I lived in a dry mud house and ate steamed rice steamed bread in a pressure cooker. I don't even have to say it, so I have to pull the armed cross-country emergency assembly. What I don't adapt to most is altitude hypoxia. At first, I felt uncomfortable, dizzy, weak legs and insomnia. Especially when I was lying on the kang after a day of training, my chest felt like cotton, and I always felt that there was not enough air. Sometimes I sleep until midnight. We belong to the corps of engineers, and the recruits have only lived for a month. I heard that the superior gave a dead order and had to win a tunnel construction task before the end of the camp. Due to the shortage of manpower, more than 0/00 recruits of the new corps company/KLOC were all incorporated into the "three shifts" construction team.

I still clearly remember the first time I went to work. In the middle of the night, I was picked up from the warm bed by the monitor, put on my clothes and walked out of the door in a panic. In an instant, large pieces of snowflakes drill into the collar like a game, and the northwest and north winds blow, like countless knives scratching your face. I walked into the tunnel with my cat in my arms. I looked up, and in a big tunnel filled with pungent smoke and misty dust, a group of officers and men wearing shirts and painted faces were walking back and forth in knee-high black mud ... At that time, I was suddenly stunned, listening to veterans talking about the hardships of engineers, but I didn't expect them to be so bitter. Faced with the ruthless reality, I have no choice. In less than a week, my hands were covered with bruised blood bubbles, but in order to make a good impression on the company leaders and meet the work of learning to be a driver or a civil servant for the section chief, I pretended to be fine every day and worked hard.

If it hadn't happened later, my recruits' lives wouldn't even have too many colorful colors, and they wouldn't leave eternal memories.

Seeing that 1987 Spring Festival is coming, the construction has also entered a white-hot state. Nearly 200 people fought day and night in the cave, and the tunnel also struggled forward under the rolling wheels ... That night, I was arranged as a construction safety officer in the platoon. At first, I walked around the tunnel responsibly, looking around, but with the roar of the machine and long-term fatigue and impetuous mood, I finally fell asleep in a corner.

"I had an accident and was still sleeping." A loud cry woke me up from my dream and rushed to the accident site: a new soldier was injured and was carried out of the hole and sent to the health center. The military doctor in the health center faced a bloody leg, and after simple dressing, he accompanied him to the base hospital, but eventually he was amputated because of serious injury and infection, and became a disabled person. In those days, my mood was so gloomy that I always thought it was all over. I'm afraid I'll be disciplined if I don't remove my name. After dinner, the monitor took me aside to have a heart-to-heart talk and said, "Don't carry ideological burdens, everything is still the same." Finally, he whispered to me: "The platoon leader and the company commander were red in the face and thick in the neck to deal with the accident. Mainly considering that you are still a recruit, you still have a long way to go in the army, because this accident disabled a soldier and can't delay you any longer. The platoon leader takes full responsibility for himself. Your boy is very lucky! " After hearing the news, an indescribable sense of gratitude overflowed from my heart and my nose was sour. At that moment, I felt as if there was a giant hand holding me and pushing me, and I felt that nothing in the world could stop me.

On the sixth day of the accident, the recruit company was dissolved. I went to say goodbye to the platoon leader, but he went to the hospital. With a deep sense of guilt, I boarded the truck and reported to a unit far away from the engineering barracks. After the Spring Festival, due to institutional adjustment, the affiliation of engineering barracks also belongs to another institution. Later, I wrote to the platoon leader several times and called him. I don't know if it's because I'm busy at work or something, but I haven't heard from him. Later, after I was promoted to the office, I accidentally chatted with my fellow villagers who joined the army with the platoon leader. After learning this, he said regretfully, "You can miss Li Changhe. For that accident, he made an inspection at the camp cadre meeting and delayed a rare promotion opportunity. " My heart is pounding when I hear this. In addition to the guilt of the platoon leader, there is another respect that cannot be expressed in words.

It's been 15 years since I left Zamalong. Influenced by the platoon leader, I have been working hard in the ever-changing post, being a down-to-earth person, and unswervingly pursuing the perfection of knowledge and personality as my life pursuit. But this time, the unfortunate news I got was the bad news that the platoon leader died gloriously for saving the students who fell into the water.

For several days, I looked up at the bright moonlight outside the window and thought a lot. When I think of my respected platoon leader, I naturally think of Zamalong, a post station that I will never forget. Today, it still inspires and dances me all the time, and I will think of it whenever I encounter difficulties and setbacks. It is like a mentor, guiding me, allowing me to overcome one difficulty after another, overcoming one setback after another, and always working hard along the established life goals.

Anecdotes of mortals reveal the true feelings-a record of Wang, an excellent party member producer.

There is no difference in product quality, which Wang often talks about, because he knows that a small defect is likely to bring fatal threats to driving and people's lives and property, and the reputation established by the company's painstaking efforts for many years will be destroyed. It is precisely because he is well aware of this truth that he is always conscientious and meticulous in his usual work, and does his job conscientiously with a high sense of responsibility and solid inspection skills. In a middle shift in mid-June, the production line flows at its inherent rhythm as usual, and the employees on the line are also busy in their respective posts. Like online employees, Wang is working hard at his own inspection point, and it's almost time to get off work. At this time, people are most likely to get tired, but Wang is still full of energy. From his own experience, he felt that the closer he got to the off-duty time, the more careless he was. Sure enough, his eyes rested on a row of solder joints and looked a little uneven. With rich inspection experience, he immediately checked this row of solder joints with a chisel, and sure enough, there were several virtual welds. After dealing with the fake solder joint, he traced back to the source and found that there was something wrong with an operator's gesture. He corrected the operator's wrong gesture in time and fundamentally eliminated the root cause of the defect. After all this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Through such a thing, we can see Fei's persistence and love for his post. As an ordinary party member, he constantly puts pressure on himself in his work, strives to improve his work skills and deliberately pursues "zero defects" in product quality. It has been rated as the quality model of QRK Group for many times, and always takes every day's work seriously with a high sense of responsibility and full enthusiasm. Set an example for all of us to learn.