1947, after Lei Feng's mother died, the 7-year-old Lei Feng became an orphan, and the poor aunt took care of the poor child. Uncle menstruation's life is also very tight, and he often eats the last meal without the next one. Although Lei Feng is young, the hardships of life make him sensible and mature prematurely. In order to reduce the burden on his aunt and uncle's family, Feng often goes up the mountain to cut wood and graze cattle and do what he can.

Whenever the poor figure of little Lei Feng appeared at any door, someone called him, "Gengyazi, come and have dinner!" " "Little lei feng timidly approached the table. He was shoveling rice into his mouth, and tears could not help falling.

Little Lei Feng can't bear to burden his aunt's family and neighbors any more. 1948 In the spring, he started begging along the door without telling his aunt and uncle.

Begging, who can understand the taste? Little Lei Feng, dressed in rags, barefoot, carrying a broken bowl and carrying a black cloth bag, begged one by one, "Grandpa, grandma, uncle and aunt, please!" Give me something to eat! "The sad voice, the hungry eyes, the black hands, make people cry.

Once, poor little Lei Feng's family begged all day, but he got nothing to eat. His legs trembled with hunger and he was sweating all over. He summoned up his courage and walked towards a scarlet door. Before he could shout to open the door, a vicious dog jumped up and barked at Feng, scared to run and beat him with a wooden stick.

At this time, the landlady came out of the house and saw little Lei Feng hitting his dog with a wooden stick. She swore, "You little beggar, how dare you …" Then she persuaded the dog to bite Lei Feng, but where did little Lei Feng escape? The evil dog swooped down and bit Lei Feng's thigh, and suddenly his blood flowed. Little Lei Feng was in unbearable pain and burst into tears. ...

I don't know how long I have been wandering outside. One day, Feng finally came back. He shouted from a distance, "Uncle and Grandma!" Uncle menstruation rushed out of the room: "Geng Jingzi is back?"

When my aunt and uncle took a closer look, they saw that Geng was so thin that he was all dirty and smelly. My aunt was sad for a while, put her arms around Feng's head and sobbed. He said, "Amethyst, stop begging. Drink porridge and put an extra bowl of water. You won't starve to death with my aunt and uncle around. " After listening to her aunt's words, Xiao Lei Feng's sufferings and grievances outside welled up in his heart and threw himself into her arms and burst into tears.

1955 in the second half of the year, the village organized literacy and decided to organize evening classes for mother-in-law and middle-aged youth who had never entered the school gate. The news spread, people were enthusiastic and signed up enthusiastically, but I didn't find a good teacher, which worried me as a township head.

Lei Feng was already a sixth-grade student. After hearing the news of running an evening school, he thought that he could enter the school thanks to the party and Chairman Mao. Since he runs a night school in the village, he should spread what he has learned to every villager.

He asked his good friend Xiao Fang to come to me. "Uncle Peng, shall we help the village teach evening classes?" "Can you do that?" I studied them carefully. "Give it a try! I teach Chinese and Xiaofang teaches arithmetic and abacus. "

Night schools have been set up. The classroom is in Aunt Zhong's hall in Huanghuatang. On the first night of night school, I came with the teachers of Heyeba Primary School. We were worried about whether Lei Feng could have a good class, so we listened to him in the back.

"Lei Feng taught the villagers to write" Long live Chairman Mao ",which he learned in the first class. He repeated the names of people and the order of strokes as the teacher taught him, and then led everyone to write:" One stroke, one horizontal stroke, one vertical hook ... ""

Under the patient instruction of Lei Feng, the villagers learned to write "Long live Chairman Mao". Lei Feng looked at the words written by the villagers and showed a satisfied smile. He realized the glory of the professor's night school and felt the trust of the villagers.

He is extremely happy and gratified that he is making contributions to the construction of the socialist motherland. Since then, every time after dinner, Lei Feng has called his "students" from door to door to attend evening self-study, becoming an excellent "little gentleman" for evening self-study.

There are no fixed textbooks in night schools, so they are stumped by what to teach and how to teach. Lei Feng thought and thought, and came up with a good idea. He weaves common rural words and rural proverbs into jingles, such as "Uncle Zhong takes a taxi, and a cart is 200 Jin", "Aunt Li sticks a stick in the field, and two acres in two days" and "Chinese cabbage, radish, lentils and cucumbers". This kind of teaching material and teaching method are very popular with night school students.

Once, in Xiao Fang's abacus class, a big brother quarreled with Xiao Fang, which made Xiao Fang very angry. Her "little teacher" began to cry and refused to teach again. Lei Feng rightfully criticized the eldest brother, and other uncles and aunts also spoke for them. Lei Feng patiently persuaded Xiao Fang and encouraged her to go on.

After their unremitting efforts, they soon gained something. Those who can't read began to read, and those who can't count forgot. Later, our village had its own small documents and its own small accountant. At the end of the year, when the county organized night school inspection and appraisal, the night school run by Lei Feng ranked first in the county. The villagers all praised: "This young gentleman, Lei Geng, is really capable!"

Second, the "bosom friend of the red scarf" in Lei Feng's short stories.

Lei Feng hides two beloved things: a red scarf and a captain's armband. From his hometown to Angang, from Angang to the People's Liberation Army, he always carries these two things with him. There are several primary schools near the station. When going to school and leaving school, the young pioneers met the uncle of the People's Liberation Army and either saluted or said hello.

Whenever Lei Feng sees their happy smiling faces, he will think of his childhood and the organization that helped him "make progress every day". 1960- 10 served as an off-campus counselor organized by the Young Pioneers of Jianshe Street Primary School and Benxi Road Primary School in Fushun City.

His work task is very tense, but he often uses his lunch break, or when he can't drive in the wind and rain, he runs to school to talk with teachers, counselors and players.

On weekdays, he also seized every opportunity to collect stories of revolutionary leaders, revolutionary martyrs and revolutionary heroes from newspapers and periodicals, recorded them in his diary, and told them to children whenever he had time. He loves his children, and the children love him and regard him as their closest friend.

One sunny noon, Lei Feng wore a brand-new military uniform with a bright red scarf floating on his chest and walked to Jianshe Road Primary School. The red scarf sparkled in the sun, which made his face red.

As soon as he stepped into the primary school gate, he was immediately surrounded by a group of children. The children jumped and cheered like magpies: "Welcome Uncle Lei Feng." "Please tell Uncle Lei Feng a story!"

When Lei Feng was with the children, he kept laughing with joy. Today, he just got off the bus and was very tired, but when he thought that the children wanted him to play more, he forgot to rest, put down his work and changed his clothes.

Lei Feng became closer to the children. He found that many children were clever, but they were used to being naughty. They can't restrain themselves, violate discipline and affect their study. So he thinks that as a psychological counselor, he should try his best to lead these children to the right path.

There is a pony in the sixth grade of Jianshe Road Primary School. The child is agile and lively, but he is as naughty as hell. He doesn't listen to lectures all day, and he is too old to wear a red scarf. The squadron members ignored him with anger.

Knowing this situation, Lei Feng persuaded the team cadres: "Pony is your classmate, and everyone has the responsibility to help him. He is not good at his lessons. How can you ignore him if you want to recruit him to join the study group and help him with tutoring? "

The squadron member said, "How can we help him if he doesn't listen to his classmates?" Lei Feng said, "It doesn't matter. Let's find a way together." Since then, Lei Feng has been paying attention to getting close to Pony, telling him stories, talking to him and inviting him to play in the dormitory. "

Through the education of Lei Feng and his teacher, with the help of the young pioneers, Pony gradually overcame the shortcomings of playfulness and made progress in his studies. When he first put on a red scarf and saw Lei Feng, he held Lei Feng's hand tightly and said excitedly, "Uncle Lei Feng, I joined the Young Pioneers!" " "

Third, the "adding bricks and tiles" of Lei Feng's short stories

One Sunday, Lei Feng had a stomachache. He lay in bed for a while, trying to get through it, but on second thought, he had to drive tomorrow, and the pain could not continue. He got up quickly and ran to the health company.

The doctor on duty asked about his illness, pressed his stomach, gave him a few pills, and said, "Never mind, go back and press his stomach with a hot water bottle and have a good rest, but don't be tired!"

Lei Feng walked back and passed a construction site. The tense labor scene on the construction site attracted him at once. He said to himself, "Hey, that's amazing. Not long ago, it was a cinder yard, and now it is necessary to build a tall building. "

Everyone who works here is sweating and full of energy. Bricklayers and brick bearers started a socialist labor competition, and a shrill girl's voice sounded in the loudspeaker, which made the whole construction site steaming.

He was about to leave here when he heard the girl shout in a shrill voice, "How about ... the bricklayer showed his skill and broke the previous record with a fine of 1200 yuan per hour. Come on, comrades carrying bricks! " Lei Feng turned around and saw that two brick-lifters had a car, one pulling and the other pushing, all of which were doing well, but they still could not meet the needs of bricklaying.

He forgot his stomachache, ran to the brick factory, picked up a car and began to work. He pushed one car after another and returned with a full load; It is difficult to climb a mountain. Several workers came to help him. A worker asked, "Comrade, who told you to come?" Lei Feng teased him with a smile and said, "You called me!" "We?" "Yes, you are working hard for socialism, so you won't let me come?"

Lei Feng thinks it is good to contribute to socialist construction. The more he works, the happier he is. He pushed the cart as fast as he could, pushing more than a dozen cars in one breath. His face was covered with sweat and his clothes were all wet. People on the construction site are very puzzled: "Where did such PLA soldiers come from, so hard!" Some said: hey, it's amazing. Comrades of the People's Liberation Army are all right! "

A worker brought a bowl of water and said to Lei Feng, "Comrade, drink a bowl of water and have a rest." Lei Feng said, "No, thanks." He picked up the bowl, gulped it down, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pushed the brick away. The shortage of bricks soon changed. When Lei Feng had just packed a load of bricks, the shrill announcer ran out swinging his braid and asked Lei Feng:

"Hey, comrade, which unit are you from? What's your name? " "Why do you ask?" "You gave us great encouragement, and everyone asked to write a manuscript to praise you." Lei Feng said, "I am free today. It is right to do some work here. There is nothing to boast about. " Say, push the car and go.

The announcer looked at his back and said to himself, "Keep it a secret from me. I have to find out your name! " "

The whole construction site is in full swing, and the more you work, the happier you are. The construction task was overfulfilled in the first half of the year. After work at noon, when Lei Feng picked up his military uniform and prepared to return to the company, suddenly a group of workers gathered around him. This shook his hand and thanked him. A man in a white shirt came forward to hold his hand and said enthusiastically, "Your coming to work here has inspired us a lot."

Lei Feng said shyly, "What's the matter? Like everyone else, I just did my duty. " The female announcer asked again, "But after working for so long, I still don't know your name?" "I should go back ..." Lei Feng began to leave.

The announcer deliberately put a straight face and said, "Comrade, broadcasting your deeds can't just be regarded as praise, it will also promote our future work!" Lei Feng had to say his name. The announcer threw off his pigtails and ran away with a smile. In a short time, her shrill voice spread all over the construction site: "Thanks to the People's Liberation Army and learn from Comrade Lei Feng ..."

Fourth, the "respectable fool" in Lei Feng's short stories

When the weather gets warmer, the company sends out summer clothes. Each person has two sets of single clothes, two sets of shirts and two pairs of rubber shoes. Everyone happily brought clothes to the purser. When it was delivered to Lei Feng, he said, "I just need a military uniform, a shirt and a pair of rubber shoes!" " "

The purser asked strangely, "Why is there only one set?" He said: "The military uniform I wear can still be patched. I think wearing patched clothes now is tens of millions of times more than I wore when I was a child! " Give the remaining two sets of clothes to the country! "

Lei Feng loves material things, even if he wastes a little. He nailed a wooden box with nuts, iron wire, toothpaste skin and broken gloves. He called it a "treasure chest".

If a screw is missing and a part is broken in the car, he will look for it in the "treasure chest" first, and if he can substitute it, he will substitute it. If the rag is really rotten, he will find out the broken gloves from the "treasure chest" and wash them and change the rag. As for toothpaste skins and wire strips, he accumulated a certain amount and sold them to junk collectors, and all the money was handed over to the public.

Lei Feng lives a simple life and never spends a penny casually. As for the monthly allowance given to him by the organization, he left a dime to pay the tour fee and twenty cents to buy soap, and then used part of the money to buy books to expand his "small library", and all the rest was deposited in the bank. The socks he wore were mended layer by layer, and finally, they were completely changed, and he could not bear to lose them. The enamel washbasin and mouthwash cup he used are almost out of enamel, and he is reluctant to buy new ones. Some comrades really don't understand, so they asked him:

Lei Feng, you are alone, with no family and no job. Why do you have to endure so hard? "Lei Feng said," Who said I was torturing myself? Life now is better than what I suffered in the past. " He said, "Who said I was alone, without a home or a job? There are over 600 million people in our big family. In order to change the poor and white face of the motherland, the CPC Central Committee called on us to make up our minds and work hard. Is this wrong? "

Some comrades said: "The country is so big, there is no shortage of your few dollars!" Lei Feng said, "Every little makes a mickle! Save 10 cents per person per day. Do you calculate how much money has been saved in the whole country? When you are the head of a country, isn't this gross account enough? "

Someone said, "Lei Feng is a fool and stingy!" Lei Feng answered those who didn't understand him with his own actions. It was a beautiful day, and people near the station were beaming, beating gongs and drums to celebrate the establishment of the city people's commune.

He was also very happy. He thought, at this time, what can he do for the commune? After thinking about it, I ran to the savings office and took out all the 200 yuan I had accumulated in factories and troops in the past two years. Like a gust of wind, I ran to the office of the Party Committee of Heping People's Commune in Wanghua District.

Put the money on the table and say, "I've been looking forward to this day for a long time!" " This is a small gift from me to Wanghua District People's Commune. Please accept it! "Comrades in the Party Committee Office were very moved and said," Comrades! We accept your gifts and money. We can't accept it. You can keep it for your own use or send it home. "

Lei Feng said, "The people's commune is my home. My money is for my family. " He added: "I was born in bitterness and grew up in sweetness. Without a strong self, there is no self. The party and the people have given me everything, and I will give everything to the people and the party. This money was given to me by the party and the people. Now let it play a little role in the cause of the people. "

Lei Feng begged, but the commune still refused to accept it. It was not until he cried that the comrades in the commune agreed to accept half of it. This incident greatly inspired all commune members. They said, "We will run the people's commune well and thank the People's Liberation Army ..."

1960 at the end of summer, this newspaper released a message: Liaoyang area suffered a once-in-a-century catastrophic disaster. I have endless affection for Liaoyang and Lei Feng! He joined the army there and lived and worked there. He immediately missed his friends and villagers there. After reading the newspaper, he sighed anxiously.

When he saw in the newspaper that the CPC Central Committee sent planes to send food and clothes to the people in the disaster area, he thought to himself, "The CPC Central Committee cares so much about the people in the disaster area. What can I do for the people in the disaster area at this moment? ..... "He thought of the 100 yuan returned to him by the commune and quickly wrote a letter of condolence. Facing the heavy rain, he immediately ran to the post office and sent this 100 yuan and this letter to Liaoyang.

He wrote in his diary: "Some people say that I am a fool, which is wrong. I want to be a person who is beneficial to the people and the country. If this is a fool, then I am willing to be such a fool. The revolution needs such a fool, and construction needs such a fool. "

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Great soldiers are our role models.

Although the great soldier Comrade Lei Feng lived only 22 years old, his lofty proletarian ideology and great revolutionary spirit will live in our hearts forever.

/kloc-in the autumn of 0/956, because Chen Houming, a correspondent of the county party committee, joined the army, a young man was badly needed to take Chen's place. I discussed with Huang Tongzhi, director of the organization department of the county party committee, and Comrade Zuzhulin, secretary of the district party committee, asking them to help me find it.

At that time, they told me that there was an autumn census statistician in Anqing township government. He graduated from high school and was an orphan named Lei Zhengxing. He is honest, diligent and active. I was satisfied with the introduction and agreed.

One afternoon, I was processing documents in the county office when someone knocked at the door in a hurry. "Secretary zhang! Secretary Zhang! " I opened the door and looked, "Wow! It's mayor Peng. Please sit inside. " Township head Peng smiled and said to me, "Secretary Zhang, I gave it to you."

I didn't notice that he was followed by a boy of fifteen or sixteen. He is not tall, wearing blue trousers with several patches, but he is very clean and carrying a luggage in his hand. The boy looked a little nervous when he saw me, and timidly called "Secretary Zhang", looking like a peasant girl who seldom went out.

Lei Feng is an orphan. He is still young. After working in the county party Committee, I tried my best to give him care, love and guidance, whether in life or in study and work, so that he could feel love and warmth in life. Lei Feng, who had been sensible for a long time, regarded me and my family as his relatives. In Lei Feng's eyes, I am both the representative of the Party and his father.

So our feelings for each other are getting deeper and deeper, and Lei Feng is not so formal in front of me, the county party secretary. I always take him with me when I go out for meetings or go to the countryside. I often tell him stories about revolutionary struggles, and Lei Feng often asks me some questions.