I recently finished reading the book Red Rock with great reverence. Red Rock is a masterpiece of China's military literature. It describes many revolutionary heroes: they are not afraid of danger when they become posts, and they regard death as their death; Xu Yunfeng fought bravely against the enemy and sacrificed himself for others; Jiang Jie was tortured and never afraid; Liu Siyang was born in a rich family, but took part in the revolution; Cheng Yao grew up under the influence of the * * * production party, knowing how to deal with all kinds of things; The friends in the slag hole help each other and outsmart the enemy; The people of Baigongguan defeated the enemy and ushered in the new China.
In Hongyan, I admire Jiang Xueqin Jiang Jie the most. Shortly after Hongyan began, the steel image of Jie Jiang has been established in my heart. When she learned that her husband had passed away, she didn't become vulnerable to the cruel reality like an ordinary woman, wiped her tears and stood up again, because she knew that the order entrusted to her by the producer of * * * had not been completed, and she would give up her family for everyone. During her life in Zhazidong prison, she still wore that blue cheongsam and always greeted everyone with a clean face. She didn't reveal any party secrets when the enemy tortured her. When the enemy nailed her finger with a bamboo stick, she firmly said, "Torture is too small a test. The bamboo stick is made of bamboo, and the will to produce party member is made of steel." Finally, Jiang Jie was dying, and she told everyone not to cry.
In the face of these admired comrades, the Kuomintang can only give them physical torture, but it can't shake their spirit. In real life, I feel deeply guilty in front of them. Whenever I encounter a small setback, I will think of giving up. After reading Hongyan, I know that the harder the road is and the more arduous the task is, the more determined we must be.
"The morning star shines to welcome the dawn. Birds are fighting in the forest, and the day will break. On the horizon of the east, a touch of red light gradually emerged, flashing in the green Jialing River, the blue sky, the cloudless Wan Li and the gorgeous sunrise, emitting all kinds of light. " This is Hongyan's description of the dawn of the founding of New China. This vibrant scene was exchanged by countless soldiers with blood, and Hongyan was dyed red with blood to have a happy life today. We should cherish the happy life now, never forget those great soldiers, and keep them in mind!
The second feeling after watching Hongyan.
This is a tragic chapter written with blood and tears. During the War of Liberation, in the mountain city of Chongqing, underground workers under the leadership of China's Communist Party were brutally suppressed and persecuted by the secret service of Kuomintang reactionaries, but they were not afraid of being attacked by powerful enemies in prison. 1949165438+1On October 27th, on the eve of Chongqing's liberation, an International Elegy was played here. More than 200 party member, revolutionaries, young students, soldiers and even children (including "radish head" who is only 10 years old) were handcuffed. Blood-stained Buyun Bridge, Zhazidong, White Public Relations, Songlinpo, and Xiameiyuan in Gele Mountain ... Although most of them died, their spirit inspired the remaining revolutionary comrades to persist in the revolutionary victory. ...
Hongyan has created a group image of a revolutionary hero for us. These * * * party member and revolutionaries with different ages, genders, experiences and personalities are vividly presented to us in their own forms after careful description by the author. Jie Jiang is one of the main characters portrayed by the author. She is loyal to the party, indomitable in the struggle against the enemy, calm and calm at a critical moment, and has deep feelings for revolutionary comrades. On the way to Huaying Mountain, she saw her husband's head hanging on the wall. Although heartbroken, in order not to reveal her identity, she calmly met an old woman with a pair of guns. Before she died, she calmly bid farewell to her comrades-in-arms, kissed the "flower of prison", combed her hair, put on a neat blue cheongsam, smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes, and then calmly walked to the execution ground. All this makes people so excited, so pious, so sad, so sad!
Hongyan is full of real people and things, which are closely combined in the same era. "In order to avoid the suffering of the next generation, we are willing to go to prison", "Failure is overwhelming and success is sacrificed to the general public", "What is torture?" Death can't make me open my mouth ",and in these thoughts, all people are concrete, and these people are not some young intellectuals with difficult family conditions and insufficient food and clothing at that time. They have rich family life and superior living conditions since childhood. But in their own life practice, they devoted themselves to the social revolution and practiced for the benefit of the whole country and most people. This noble choice urges us to think about how people should live. How should people struggle? How should people determine their own value orientation? And the responsibilities and obligations that individuals should bear to the country, the nation and the society?
The Geleshan Martyrs, the prototype of the characters in Red Rock, is a peculiar group of heroes and cultures, and almost everyone of them can write poems. In that creepy hell on earth, they picked up pens, made swords and spears, and stabbed the dark society and ferocious enemies. "Fail to stick to the loess, help the poor successfully", "Never be a hero and not greedy for life, so that the Party can go into battle lightly for the people", "I am willing to give my blood for my future land in exchange for eternal peace in China", and the heart melody under the prison bars all shows the revolutionary optimism of the martyrs.
They dyed our national flag red with their own blood, so how can we make our national flag more colorful? When we enjoy modern civilization, can we forget that a peaceful life stems from bloody history? Can you forget the war that happened? Can you forget the martyrs who gave their lives and blood for this? Can we forget the solemn significance of the blood of revolutionary martyrs? No, we can't, and we are not qualified to forget. Our ancestors exchanged their lives for our peace and happiness today, and now they have all disappeared in the long river of history. The rest is our responsibility. We will continue the spirit of our ancestors and let our national flag fly proudly on our land!
The third article
"The morning star shines to welcome the dawn. Birds are fighting in the forest, and the day will break. On the horizon of the east, a touch of red light gradually emerged, flashing in the green Jialing River, the blue sky, the cloudless Wan Li and the gorgeous sunrise, emitting all kinds of light. " This is Hongyan's description of the dawn of the founding of New China. This vibrant scene was exchanged by countless soldiers with blood, and Hongyan was dyed red with blood to have a happy life today. We should cherish the happy life now, never forget those great soldiers, and keep them in mind.
When I closed the book and looked at the two bronze characters on the cover, I couldn't calm down for a long time. I sat in a chair, savoring this famous China military literature-Hongyan. It reminds me of the glorious course of the war of liberation towards full victory.
Jie Jiang, the protagonist in the book, left the deepest impression on me. Jiang Jie, formerly known as Jiang Zhujun, was born in Jiangjiawan, Dashanpu, Zigong City, Sichuan Province on August 20th, 1920./Kloc-0 joined the China * * * Production Party in 1939. /kloc-in the summer of 0/944, she was arranged to study in the Agricultural College of Sichuan University and engage in the secret work of the Party. 1On June 4th, 948, Jiang Jie was unfortunately arrested and detained in Zhazidong prison in Chongqing for being betrayed by a traitor. He was tortured by Kuomintang military agents, such as tiger benches, catapults, Strafe with thorns, crowbars, electrocution ... and even bamboo sticks nailed into his fingers. The spy wants to open a gap from this young woman party member, so as to crack the underground party organization in Chongqing.
I was deeply moved by Jie Jiang's behavior, but it also reminded me of one thing: once, it was my turn to count the results of four round robin matches in 30 classes of the school. But this job is inevitably a bit boring, but I have to exercise myself and constantly improve myself in order to better serve everyone. At first, I carefully observed, calculated and recorded ... gradually, I was absent-minded, and I made mistakes again and again: either the score was miscalculated or the class missed, which made me dizzy for a long time. Frustrated, I threw my notebook aside and got up to leave. However, when I look at the book that I threw aside, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart. The notebook seems to say to me, "What's the matter? Don't overcome difficulties when you meet them? Didn't you say you were going to improve yourself? Are you going to give up at the beginning? " Yes, how can I give up? I think of the revolutionary fighters in Hongyan, who are persistent in their spirit for the future of the motherland. I felt confident again, so I took my notebook back and started counting again. I was patient this time and finally finished the task. I took a deep breath and felt relieved. I was praised by the teacher afterwards. Through this incident, I understand: the more thorny the road is, the more it needs to be explored, the more difficult the road is, the more we have to go forward, the more arduous the task is, and the more determined it is!
Seeing Jiang Jie fall, she fell for justice, and I left tears. I will never forget her, her full love for the motherland, her selfless spirit, her different beauty, her gentleness and courage! The martyrs exchanged their own blood for the motherland today; They paved the way for the motherland with their patriotic enthusiasm; They stopped the ruthless bullets of the invaders with their own weapons.
They are beautiful! They have natural beauty! They have different beauty! They have fearless beauty! We should cherish the happy life now and never forget the beauty of those great martyrs! I want to thank Hongyan, which set an example for me, gave me a new understanding of the value of life, and made me a real person, a brave and strong person.