A simple house, a standard single room, with a bathroom of only three square meters, a kitchen, living room and bedroom integrated into one. It is as shabby as the basement in Beidiao, but it is where Wu Lie, a veteran member of the Tiger Camp, lives during his holidays. land,
There is a spiritual altar on the inner floor of the living room. There are candles, incense, and tributes on the spiritual altar, but there is no spiritual tablet, no photo, and no name.
Standing in front of the mourning platform was a girl with a pretty face but red and swollen eyes.
She was dressed plainly and simply, with a bare face. She looked gentle and quiet, staring at the things on the altar with a dull expression. Her shoulders were shaking slightly, but she couldn't even say a word.
It was she who arranged the mourning platform,
Wu Lie was an orphan, without a father or mother. The news of his death was just a sentence. She didn't even know how Wu Lie died or where he died. She only knew that Wu Lie sacrificed his life for the country.
But why did he die for his country and not even have his name engraved on the spiritual tablet?
Why did you die for your country without even receiving a medal of honor?
The messenger said that he died with no name, no medals, no honors, nothing.
Why,
Lingling stared at the mourning platform, but her eyes had nowhere to fall. Just like her heart, she didn't know where to place it, where to stay and where to place her trust.
She still remembers the first time she met Wu Lie. It was when the younger brother of one of his comrades came to study and invited his parents to study naughtily. Wu Lie accompanied him.
When they came, Lingling was teaching, teaching students to sing a song that could be called a love song, but not just a love song. At least when she interpreted the song for the students, many children cried, for the protagonist in the song. For the meaning contained in this song,
Elementary school students may not understand love, but they understand love.
Love knows no age, no race, no profession,
"My name is Wu Lie, and I am a soldier." Wu Lie introduced himself shyly and reservedly.
He is not tall and thin, and is different from the image of a soldier in Lingling's mind. But Wu Lie's comrades told her that my buddy is the top sharpshooter of the Sharp Knife Team. He is always on target and has won many military honors.
But why is there nothing after death?
After he died, Lingling wanted to erect a monument for him, put up a memorial plaque for him, and hang a photo of him. At least this way, when she had nowhere to put it, her eyes could stay on Wu Lie's photo.
But she couldn't. The military representative said, the only thing you need to know is that he is dead, there is nothing, there can be nothing,
She was very depressed, so depressed that she felt aggrieved for Wu Lie,
But what can she do? She is just a primary school teacher, and her parents are just ordinary workers. What can she do for Wu Lie?
She could do nothing but cry,
But now, she has even dried up her tears. Even when she cries, she has no tears to shed.
thump thump,
There were strong footsteps outside the door. The confused Lingling came back to her senses and slowly turned her head. She saw a man in military uniform walking with his chest held out. His face was full of exhaustion and his eyes were sunken and cloudy. But Lingling could see that he was very pleased and happy,
Why should he be happy?
Lingling didn't know. She didn't even know who this soldier was. Maybe he was Wu Lie's comrade-in-arms.
"Sister-in-law, my name is Ye Long, captain of the Tiger Battalion and Wu Lie's commander." Ye Long introduced himself.
"Wu Lie is a soldier from the Tiger Camp." Lingling, who didn't know much about the military system, asked softly.
"Yes." Ye Long nodded heavily. Seeing that Lingling looked very haggard, he took a deep breath and said, "Wu Lie has a name. We erected a tombstone for him. Although, his ashes cannot be brought back, he has a name. You can erect a monument openly and openly, and you can have a place to worship him."
Lingling's nose felt sore and she was about to shed tears again.
Holding back this sad contentment, he said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, thank you, Captain Ye Long."
"I'm sorry, this is the only thing I can do." Ye Long looked sad. Immediately, he straightened his chest, saluted Lingling, and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, please attend our worship on time."
"Definitely." Lingling nodded heavily.
After Ye Long left, Lingling turned around, stared at the mourning platform with no photos and no engraved spiritual tablets, and murmured to herself: "Retsuko, you can feel at ease."
"Retsuko, haven't you always wanted to hear me sing that song again? I was always shy and refused to sing it before." Lingling choked and said, "Now, can I sing it to you?"
Lingling took a deep breath, adjusted her breath and sang softly:
They are young lovers, their eyes are so bright,
Just like a sunny day retains summer, every time the sun smiles, it smiles kindly,
The man is a tall young man, the woman is petite than the moon,
Both of them promised to walk together every day of their lives, even if the war lasted for a long time,
Even though everyone has their own beliefs, on the chaotic land, battles will separate the various ethnic groups.
He and she have never changed their stance, and will always sing this song together with the brave ideal,
Love, feelings rely on each other, sweet or sour along the way, still close to each other,
In love, I never have to distinguish between religions, I am never afraid of guns, and I would rather be in love with you all my life until death...
At the end of the song, Lingling burst into tears,
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Snow is falling, and Yanjing is shrouded in snow. The New Year is approaching, and people are busy finishing work. Locals have begun to buy New Year goods, and outsiders are also rushing to buy tickets, looking forward to spending a holiday with their families. Happy Spring Festival for the whole family,
At this time, in the military mausoleum, hundreds of Tiger Battalion members in military uniforms stood neatly in front of the tombstones. Their bodies were covered with snowflakes, but they stood like steel. Behind them were a few family members. , not much, can even be described as less,
The dead soldiers were all orphans. Except for a few soldiers who had girlfriends and friends, the rest of them didn't even have relatives to pay homage to them. But even though the family members present, they only paid homage to an empty tombstone, and under the tombstone were empty ashes. box,
But they are satisfied. At least, they know which tombstone they worship, and which tombstone is their friend's comrade.
The cold wind howled, cutting people's cheeks like knives. The Tiger Battalion soldiers stood behind Ye Long with resolute expressions. Lin Ze and Moshu stood on both sides of Ye Long, sending these dead comrades on their last journey.
Their achievements for China will never be known to the world.
Their names are only known to those present. Others don't even know who these people are or whether they exist.
But it was them who defended the integrity and dignity of the motherland with their blood and lives.
A solemn atmosphere enveloped the whole place, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the cold wind became stronger and stronger, as if the tombstone was about to be uprooted. But the tombstone, just like the name on the tombstone, will always guard the land of China, for their compatriots, and for Their hometown dedicated their last effort, one breath at a time,
Ye Long glanced at the tombstones with blurred vision. In this month, he lost ten kilograms. From the Chinese dragon that was famous all over the world, he was reduced to the thin man today. How much effort, how much struggle, and how much people know,
And all he did was to get a name for his comrades and subordinates, and he was content.
The snowflakes were getting thicker and thicker, and his vision was getting blurry. Ye Long clenched his fists and shouted hoarsely: "Brothers, the captain is here to see you off."
brush brush brush,
Over a hundred soldiers from the Tiger Camp stamped their feet and stood at attention,
"You sacrificed, but you live forever."
"I'm proud of you, proud of you."
"We don't need glory or encouragement. We are willing to give everything for China and sacrifice our lives for our compatriots."
"We live to sacrifice."
"When we sacrifice, we sacrifice to keep our compatriots alive."
"Brothers, no one can remember your names, but your names will last forever."
Tears rolled out of Ye Long's sunken eyes, and with chapped lips he shouted at the familiar names on the tombstones: "Brothers, do you regret it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of tiger battalions behind him roared in unison: "No regrets."
"Why."
"We are soldiers."
We are soldiers,
We are soldiers,
The roar resounded throughout the world and reached the sky,
Ye Long straightened his back, stamped his feet, gave a sonorous military salute, and shouted: "Send off."
Kakakaka,
The guns in the hands of the soldiers were all pointing to the sky,
Bang bang bang bang,
Hundreds of guns fired in unison, shocking the heart and lungs,
