That little guy is only eleven or twelve years old. Yellow face, a pair of big eyes, two thin lips, a little upturned nose, two feet wearing sandals, black and blue with cold. Comrade Chen Geng came up to him and said, "Son, get on the horse and ride for a while."
Pretend to be a pair of indifference, the little guy stared at Comrade Chen Geng's thin face with a beard and smiled and used a Sichuan saying:
"Old comrades, my physical strength is much better than you. Get in the car and go. "
Comrade Chen Geng said in a commanding tone: "Let's ride for a while!"
The little devil stubbornly said, "If you want me to race your horse, let's have a race." With that, he straightened up and made a gesture to run.
"Well, let's go together."
"No, you go first, I want to wait for my companion."
Comrade Chen Geng is very helpless. He took out a small bag of highland barley noodles from his body and handed it to the kid, saying, "You ate it."
The boy pulled the dry food bag on his body, patted it gently and said, "Look, it's bulging. I have more than you. "
Comrade Chen Geng was finally persuaded by this boy, so he had to climb on his horse and walk forward. He rode on a horse and felt restless. Starting with the child he just met, he remembered a series of children. From Shanghai and Guangzhou to the docks in Hong Kong, the poor children he had dealt with appeared in front of him one by one.
"No, I was cheated!" Comrade Chen Geng suddenly gave a cry, immediately turned his horse's head and kicked off his horse several times, running all the way. When he found the child, the child had fallen on the grass.
Comrade Chen Geng struggled to hold the child on horseback, touching the child's dry food bag, stiff. What is that? He took it out and saw that it was a black Achyranthes bidentata bone with several tooth marks on it.
Comrade Chen Geng knows everything. At this time, the little guy stopped breathing.
Comrade Chen Geng put his arms around this boy and slapped him in the mouth: "Chen Geng, how can you be worthy of this little brother!"
During the Long March, one touching story happened after another. A story I know better is called A Bag of Dry Food. It tells the story that Xiaolan, a boy of the Red Army aged 13, managed to get a bag of dry food when marching with the army, but when crossing a bridge, he accidentally dropped his bag of dry food into the river and was washed away to take care of a wounded person. She insisted on not telling them because everyone had enough dry food to eat. In order to pretend as if nothing had happened, she took out a lot of wild vegetables and stuffed them into her bulging bag. Soon, her health deteriorated. After the head nurse found out that she was eating wild vegetables and "dry food" in her bag, everyone knew the truth, so everyone gave her some dry food, which made her feel the warmth of home ... Although the story is small, the connotation is not small. These little details and stories can reflect the excellent qualities of the Red Army soldiers-not afraid of hardship, strong, selfless and enthusiastic ... just Xiaolan, a girl of 13 years old, but with the same strong will as a boy; But you know how to be considerate. When she has no food, she can reach out and ask her comrades for some. She didn't do it. She chose silence and didn't tell anyone. At this moment, she only thought about the interests of her comrades-in-arms and ignored her own difficulties. For the seriously injured, she could have let them die, but she didn't. She took care of a wounded man without complaint. A Xiaolan is still like this. It is conceivable that the quality of my great Red Army team has changed.
On the way to the Long March, there was a female soldier named Xiao Dong who was only 13 years old. Climbing the snow mountain is to give everyone a pepper, and those who are afraid of the cold will chew it. Xiaodong was afraid of spicy food and didn't bring Chili. Xiao Dong just climbed halfway up the mountain, shivering with cold. The players kept shouting: "Comrades, don't sit down, you can't get up if you sit down. Halfway up the mountain, Xiaodong was really cold and tired, but she persisted. Finally, when he reached the top of the mountain, Xiao Dong saw all the players rolling down, which was dozens of feet. She also sat down, and one roll was 100 feet. Finally, I successfully climbed over one snow mountain after another.
3. People call him Shengpo Temple. His five sons are all as brave as tigers, and the masses call them "Five Tigers". 193 1 year, Asako Shengting wanted to build a new house, and asked Xinhua's master to burn bricks for him. Poor master Fang worked hard, not only didn't get the money, but also paid for the rice. In a rage, he knocked down the brick stack and returned to Xinhua with resentment. /kloc-joined the red army in 0/935. /kloc-February 0/9 19, troops camped in Yanshan, congratulations.
He reported to the army chief what happened in Fu Jia and how local farmers were bullied by Fu Jia. The leader promised to take three soldiers to settle accounts with St .. They came to the courtyard of the sand house along the path and caught the pitted pavilion that was about to escape. When people nearby heard that the Red Army had caught the evil Saint Shiva, they all ran happily to tell each other and exposed the evil of Saint Shiva to the Red Army. The head sent a soldier to lead the poor peasants to the home of the holy woman, open the granary of the Fu family and distribute the food to the masses. The next day, when the Red Army left Yanshan, Asako was taken to Li Xi Bridge in Suining County for execution.