Some stories that happened during the Red Army’s Long March

1. A bag of dry food

When Xiaolan, a 13-year-old Red Army soldier, was marching with the army, she finally got a bag of dry food, but when she was crossing a bridge, she got a bag of dry food. While caring for a wounded man, he accidentally dropped his bag of dry food into the river and washed it away.

In order for everyone to have enough dry food to eat, she insisted not to tell them. In order to pretend that nothing happened, she pulled out a lot of wild vegetables and stuffed them into her satchel until it was bulging. Soon her health failed.

After the head nurse discovered that she was eating wild vegetables and "dry food" in her bag, everyone knew the truth, so everyone gave her a little dry food, so that she could feel the warmth of home.

2. Snow Mountain Little Sun

The story took place in June 1935. Location: Jiajin Mountain. Jiajin Mountain has undulating mountains and is covered with snow. The strong wind mixed with large snowflakes rolled and roared, and the snow-capped mountains seemed to tremble in the biting air. The advancing team was a little slow.

Cold, hungry, and thin air invaded this strong team. Many comrades have closed their eyes forever in this land that is revered by gods. Suddenly, a burst of energetic singing came from the wind and snow: Jiajin Mountain is high and high, hold on and you will win!

It’s sunny after crossing the snow-capped mountains, hey! The sun is warm, and the soldiers are smiling... The singing penetrates the wind and snow, dispelling the cold and fatigue, and bringing bursts of warmth to the advancing team. Everyone looked up and saw a small red figure dancing and singing on the hillside.

Waving the Allegro in his hand, his happy figure was like a dancing flame. "Our little sun has risen again!" The soldiers laughed. This singing female soldier is a little health worker in the Red Army, and no one knows her name.

Along the way, the little girl made songs about the journey to encourage everyone to move forward, and became everyone's "pistachio". When climbing over the snow-capped mountains, the little girl was very thin. The elder sister who was traveling with her was afraid that she would freeze, so she gave her a red sweater she was wearing.

She was so happy. Wearing this big knee-length sweater, she ran forward and backward in the team, singing and dancing on the hillside. The bright red color was particularly dazzling in the snow, and everyone was happy. He jokingly called her "Little Sun".

As the team approached the top of the mountain, the air became thinner and thinner, making it difficult to breathe. Many comrades sat on the snow because of exhaustion and hunger. When they sat down, they became statues in the ice and snow. The red sweater could not withstand the cold invasion, and the pace of "Little Sun" became slower and slower.

Suddenly, she stopped. There was an injured soldier sitting on the roadside, burying his head in his arms as if he was dozing off. Here, pause means death. "Little Sun" shook him desperately, but the soldier just said vaguely: "Cold, cold..."

The team was still moving forward slowly. Someone suddenly discovered that the happy red figure was missing from the team. The soldiers of the Cadre Rest Company searched everywhere and saw the young health worker lying quietly on the hillside in the snow.

There is no breath of life anymore. She was only wearing a thin military uniform, and there was no color on her little face. On the stretcher, the soldiers found the big red sweater, which was worn on an injured soldier.

The wounded soldier recalled with tears that he was sitting in the snow when he was sleepy and felt that someone was pulling him desperately. By the way, he also heard singing. He said that it was a very familiar song: Translate It's sunny after crossing the snow-capped mountains, hey! The sun was warm, the soldiers laughed... everyone was silent.

The wounded soldier took off his red sweater and spread it solemnly on the snow. It is like the happy smile of a female warrior, stretching in the vast snow. Looking up, the sun is already shining slightly on the top of the mountain. The sun is bright red, shining on the white snow, reflecting golden rays.

3. The soul resides in Xiaohongqiao

The story took place in the spring of 1935 and in Gannan. The expedition team stretched for more than ten miles, the wind was roaring, the horses were hissing, the autumn was cold, and the Red Army soldiers looked tragic. Every time you break through the enemy's blockade, you have to pay a huge price.

The combat team has suffered serious attrition, but the stretcher team is getting longer and longer, and the task becomes more and more difficult.

A thin and capable girl shuttled through the team, as if on a hot wheel, running forward and backward, arranging stretcher bearers and taking care of the injured.

This is her duty, she is the captain of the stretcher team. It is said that she ran away from home to join the Red Army, and the name Yingzi was also given to her after she joined the army. The young captain's almond-shaped eyes widened, he bit his lip, and said harshly: "You have to carry it on your back!"

She assigned the tasks of the stretcher bearers and tried her best to find the escaped migrant workers. Settle every wounded person. But at the end of the arrangement, there were no more stretchers or people to carry a seriously injured and life-threatening little soldier.

Looking at the road ahead and the dying little soldier, Yingzi decided to carry him on her back. The team members objected and advised her to keep the wounded person. Because she was short and thin, she looked really overwhelmed, and the wounded person was too seriously injured.

But Yingzi looked at the barren mountains and ridges around her and said, "Leaving him behind would be the same as letting him die. Absolutely not!" So, without saying anything more, she carried him on the rugged terrain. She took heavy steps on the muddy road... The wounded man's hand lay weakly on her shoulder.

The weak voice said: "Put down me, put me down..." Yingzi turned a deaf ear and pursed her thin lips firmly. Is it a miracle? She was so weak, carrying soldiers who were taller and heavier than her, over mountains and ridges, and actually covered a lot of distance.

The injured soldiers also fought tenaciously and began to improve despite the lack of medical treatment! Hard work along the way, adventure along the way, and turning danger into safety along the way. The stretcher team moved forward with difficulty and twists and turns. But Yingzi is getting thinner and thinner.

She always distributed the meager food to the stretcher bearers and the wounded; she became weaker and weaker, and she always put precious salt and water into the mouths of her comrades... The team arrived When I saw a small bridge in the mountains, it seemed as if spring was just waiting here, with delicate flowers and fresh green rushing towards my face.

The exhausted soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all stopped and took a deep breath as if they suddenly understood... The seriously injured soldier could already walk on a stick, perhaps inspired by the beautiful scenery.

He walked up to Captain Yingzi and said: "Captain, I want to make a wreath for you!" Yingzi smiled, and that happy and vivid smile reminded people that she was just a child, and she nodded. Answer: "Well, okay."

But then she deliberately said with a straight face: "But, you still need to rest now." This was the last word she said in her life. In order to scoop water for the wounded, she fell into the river under the bridge. The sound of her falling was so small. She didn't even struggle, just floated away.

4. The Stubborn Little Red Army

It was a day in late autumn, and the sun was setting in the west. Comrade Chen Geng felt extremely exhausted from marching on uninhabited grasslands for a long time and often suffered from hunger. At this moment, Chen He fell behind. He led the thin horse, which was also tired, and walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, I saw the shameless little Red Army man in front of me, who, like him, had also fallen behind. The little guy was only eleven or twelve years old, with a small yellow face, a pair of big eyes, two thin lips, and a slightly turned-up nose. His feet were wearing torn straw sandals, which were green and red from the cold.

Comrade Chen Geng walked up to him and said, "Kid, you can get on the horse and ride for a while." The little Red Army looked nonchalant, staring at Comrade Chen Geng's thin face with beard, and smiled slightly.

Using Sichuan dialect: "Old comrade, my physical strength is much stronger than yours, please ride up and go." Comrade Chen Geng said in a commanding tone: "Get up and ride for a while before we talk!" Little Red Army said stubbornly: "You want me to compete with your horse, then let's compete."

As he spoke, he straightened his waist and made a posture ready to race. "Then let's go together." "No. You go first, I have to wait for my companions." Comrade Chen Geng had no choice but to take out a small package of highland barley noodles from his body, handed it to the little Red Army, and said, "You eat it "

The little Red Army pulled the dry food bag on his body, patted it gently, and said, "Look, I have more bulges than you." Comrade Chen Geng was finally caught. The little Red Army man was convinced and had no choice but to climb on his horse and walk forward.

He was riding on the horse, his mood could not calm down. From the little Red Army he met just now, he thought of a series of children. From Shanghai, Guangzhou to the docks of Hong Kong, the poor children he had interacted with appeared in front of him one by one.

"No, I was deceived!" Comrade Chen Geng suddenly shouted, immediately turned the horse's head, kicked the horse's belly a few times, and started running on the road he came from. By the time he found the little Red Army, the Little Red Army had already Fell on the grass.

Comrade Chen Geng struggled to lift Little Red Army onto his horse. His hand touched Little Red Army’s dry food bag. The bag was hard. What was it containing? He took it out and saw that it was an ox knee bone that was burnt black and had several teeth marks on it.

Comrade Chen Geng understands everything. At this moment, Little Red Army stopped breathing. Comrade Chen Geng hugged the little Red Army and slapped himself hard: "Chen Geng, how can you be worthy of this little brother!"

5. Half a bowl of highland barley noodles

On the deserted grassland, the Red Army soldiers had only a pitiful amount of highland barley noodles for dry food. Vice Chairman Zhou Enlai, like the soldiers, would never eat more highland barley noodles. He also taught the soldiers that in order to get out of the grassland and go north to fight against Japan, they must take special care of food.

After listening to his words, the soldiers put the only highland barley noodles they had in grain bags and tied them around their waists. There was less and less highland barley noodles, and the soldiers could only use a little highland barley noodles mixed with wild vegetables to make soup.

The soldier Wu Kaisheng had finished eating the highland barley noodles and had been hungry for two days. When Vice Chairman Zhou found out, he asked the guard to give Wu Kaisheng two bowls of the highland barley noodles he had saved. He looked at Wu Kaisheng's sallow face and said earnestly: "This is revolution!"

Wu Kaisheng said with tears: "As long as I have a breath, I will follow you out of the grassland and revolution to the end!" It was stormy again that night, and the tent made of sheets could not withstand the wind and rain. The soldiers were soaked in water.

Vice Chairman Zhou ordered the soldiers to rest in the tent that he used as his office. No one was willing to go because they were afraid it would affect his work. He came in person despite the heavy rain and said: "If you don't go, I will feel uneasy." Vice Chairman Zhou's words warmed the hearts of the soldiers like fire.

After walking like this for several days, the grassland is still boundless. The highland barley noodles were all eaten, the wild vegetables were all eaten, and the army horses were also killed and eaten. The soldiers had no choice but to burn their belts and even swallow the papers they carried to satisfy their hunger. The Red Army was in great trouble.

Vice Chairman Zhou ordered that all the remaining half bowls of highland barley noodles be given to everyone to soak in water and drink: "Then what will you eat?" The guard was anxious. Vice Chairman Zhou's two big eyes shone with a stern light, and the muscles on his thin face were trembling, "As long as comrades are alive, there is me."

As long as one more soldier's life is left, it will increase the number of revolutionaries. Take your strength and share it!" The hot water mixed with a little highland barley noodles was distributed to the hands of the soldiers. The soldiers shed tears. This less than half a bowl of highland barley noodles was Vice Chairman Zhou’s heart and life!