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The Story of the Little Red Army

The Story of the Little Red Army and Lenin Street

Author: Yu Longhai, Chen Guoheng and Wu Bo

On August 11 of the lunar calendar in 1933, the 11th Division of the Fourth Red Army of the Fourth Red Army Under the leadership of division commander Chen Zaidao and political commissar Ye Chenghuan, they sent their troops south from Bazhong and liberated Shiqiao in one fell swoop. Then, the Political Department of the 9th Red Army and the 30th Red Army arrived in Shiqiao successively and established the Soviet regime in Shiqiao District, setting off a vigorous upsurge of attacking local tyrants and dividing their land. At that time, Li Xiannian and the Political Department of the 30th Red Army were stationed in Wenchang Palace on the east side of the street.

There is a young soldier in the Political Department of the 30th Red Army who has just turned 15 years old. He lives in Daba Mountain. Because his family is too poor to go to school and he has no official name, people just call him "Sanwazi". In order to study, Sanwazi learned some simple words from a nearby teacher. When the Red Army passed by his hometown, Sanwazi, who was grazing cattle in the mountains, panted and ran to the leader and asked to join the Red Army. The leader of the Red Army took Sanwazi's hand and asked:

"Kid, how old are you this year? "

"I'm fourteen years old."

"Why do you want to join the Red Army?"

"It's great to join the Red Army! You can also learn more words for "E"

"Look, you are not a gunman. The army marches and fights every day. It is very hard." The leader patted Sanwazi on the head and said with a smile. "Kids, let's go home and herd the cows."

The retreating backs of the team became increasingly blurry, but the shining red star on the brim of the Red Army soldier's hat became clearer and clearer in his mind. Suddenly, Sanwazi flew away like the wind... The next day, the chief found Sanwazi who was holding the horse's tail tightly and said:

"You are really a little kid, very smart!"

Sanwazi raised his thin, dark face, and his big tired eyes suddenly became happy: "Chief, I want to join the Red Army!"

Just like that, the stubborn Sanwazi Wazi stayed in the Political Department of the Red Thirty Army and became the youngest Red Army soldier in the propaganda team. Together with the brothers and sisters of the propaganda team, he learned cultural knowledge and carving slogans at the same time, and soon became a skilled member of the "chisel team". His masterpieces can be found everywhere on the rocks, courtyard walls and tombstones of Bashan Canal.

In October 1933, the mountains were red and the forests were dyed. The main force of the Fourth Red Army launched the famous "Wanyuan Defense War" in northeastern Sichuan, and the Political Department of the 30th Red Army stationed in Shiqiao Ancient Town. One day, Sanwazi was notified by the instructor to the team headquarters and accepted a special task.

Then, people saw Sanwazi and a Red Army sister named Hu Chengju climbing up the No. 2 archway, the highest on Xinchang Street. Sister Hu first wrote the words "Leninism Street" in front of her, so Sanwazi carried a rope on his back, held a hammer and a chisel in his hands, stepped on the stone pier, climbed up the archway in a few steps like a monkey, and hung on the ground. More than ten feet high in the air, he began to carve with hammer after hammer. The scorching sun scorched him, the flying stone powder burned him, and sweat went straight into his eyes. The hammer hit his hand, but he didn't scream or flinch. His left and right sleeves moved forward and back. With a touch on his face, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes - the word 'Lie' was finished!

On the afternoon when the engraving was about to be completed, intensive gunfire rang out outside the town, and the correspondent notified Sanwazi to move quickly. "No! The word 'Ning' in Lenin has the last vertical hook left." Sanwazi's excited and firm voice came from the high archway, "You guys should withdraw first! I must complete what the instructor has given me. The mission. "

The gunshots came in waves, and the bullets splashed sparks on the archway stone. Sanwazi was completely unaware of it, still concentrating on the fine carving.

One minute, two minutes..., he finally finished carving the word "Ning". He breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes, and finally looked at his work. Suddenly, a bullet hit Sanwazi's back shoulder, "Canglang—— "With a sound, the chisel and hammer in his hands slipped down, and his body hung in the air more than ten feet high. The bloody sunset shone on the shining red star on the brim of his hat...

Copied from outside the town. The reactionary warlord who came in took Sanwazi down, poured cold water on him to wake him up, and viciously used a gun to force him to pick up a chisel and a hammer and shovel out the word "Lenin" and other Red Army slogans. Sanwazi looked up at the stone archway. With the strong and powerful word "Lenin" in his mouth, the instructor's instructions seemed to echo in his ears again, and a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he turned around and roared: "Bah! You bitches!" Then he used all his strength to smash the tool in his hand at the enemy. "Bang -" there was a gunshot, and the sinister bullet penetrated Sanwazi's arm, causing a spark to bloom on the stone archway. The furious enemy dragged him backwards to the Horse Shoe Tomb in Lujiaping, not far from Changzhen. Under the enemy's swords, the fifteen-year-old little Red Army man closed his happy and cheerful eyes forever. Clever big eyes...

That night, in the dead of night, several villagers, with tears in their eyes, risked their lives to smuggle out the remains of the little Red Army and bury them next to a village called Weiwu Village. According to fellow villagers in Shiqiao, the enemy wanted to blow up these stone slogans, but before they could do anything because they were busy extorting money, eating, drinking, and having fun in the town, the main force of the Red Army fought back, and the reactionary warlords fled in a hurry. The "Leninism Street" and the stone slogans carved by the little Red Army with their lives have been preserved, and this old street was named "Lenin Street" for this reason. Later, the Fourth Front Army of the Red Army joined the Central Red Army and went north to fight against Japan. The villagers who missed the Red Army used lime and mud to paste and cover the stone slogans of the Red Army and preserved them until the liberation of the country.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the relevant departments conducted various investigations, but were unable to verify the real name of "Sanwazi". The Little Red Army became a highly admired unknown hero in our local area, and his heroic deeds were written into the local revolution. history.

Today, Lenin Street, Shiqiao Town, Daxian County, the “No. 1 Red Street in China”, has become a patriotic education base in Sichuan Province. In 2005, it was listed as a classic red tourism scenic spot by the National Tourism Administration, attracting countless admirers. When people came to admire Lenin Street and the Red Army's stone slogans, they were all deeply moved by the heroic deeds of the Little Red Army. In October 2006, Xie Juezai’s wife, the 96-year-old grandmother Wang Dingguo of the Red Army, revisited her hometown. When she saw the “Leninism Street” and the Red Army’s stone slogans, she said with deep affection: “This was done by Li Xiannian’s troops! Carved with the lives and blood of Red Army soldiers!"

Lenin Street, this very precious red heritage, witnesses the heroic and tragic revolutionary history of the Red Army in the Sichuan-Shaanxi Soviet Area. It is "wisdom, courage and determination, innovation in solving difficulties, A vivid portrayal of the Red Army spirit of "united struggle and perseverance" is also the eternal glory and pride of our Dazhou people. The story of the heroic Little Red Army will inspire us to inherit and carry forward the glorious tradition of the Red Army's Long March, study diligently, work hard, and strive to create A happier and more harmonious new life!