Thoughts after reading the patriotic story 1 I was very moved to see the "Geleshan Martyrs Cemetery" in the patriotic story today.
Geleshan Martyrs Cemetery is a site museum built to commemorate the revolutionary martyrs and 1 1.27 martyrs who were imprisoned and sacrificed in the Kuomintang army concentration camp. In this way, I feel guilty when I think of1949+165438+1the bloody massacre on October 27th and our present life.
The White House Pavilion was originally the private villa of Sichuan warlord Bai Ju. 1939 was bought by the Kuomintang. Two generals, Chen Ran, Liu Guozhi, Wang Pu, Huang Xiansheng and Yang Hucheng, and the first family of radish and other martyrs were held here. The original name of radish is Song Zhenzhong. He was only eight months old when he was imprisoned with his father Song Qiyun and his mother Xu Linxia. 1July, 946, the first family of radish was transferred from Xifeng prison in Guilin to Baijiating prison. At this time, he has reached the age of going to school. He is studious and often goes to the second room upstairs, General Huang Xiansheng's cell to "attend classes". Because of his high position in the Kuomintang army, General Huang received certain "preferential treatment" and was allowed to read newspapers. General Huang Xiansheng taught radish to read and do arithmetic, and also taught him to speak Russian. At the same time, he also passed the news of the PLA's successive victories from newspapers to other cells through radish heads. 1On the night of September 6th, 949, radish head and his parents were brutally killed by secret agents, and they were only 8 years old when they died! After reading the above paragraph, I can't help crying anymore.
How miserable radish's childhood is. He doesn't have enough to eat and clothes every day. He didn't go to school all day. For him, a pencil and a piece of paper are more precious and important than gold. He never reads, has no notebook to write with, and has no pen and paper. He carved on the ground with a small stone. Without textbooks, he used newspapers. As for me, I have no worries about food and clothing and can go to school every day. Pencils and notebooks are piled together. I often tear pencils and throw them. My novels, fairy tales and composition books are piled on a table. After reading one, ignore that, like an antique. Put it in the drawer. I have a pen and a notebook, but I often get distracted and chat with my classmates in class. Even if it is a hundred, I am not as hard as a radish.
Since reading this book, it has greatly touched my heart. I am determined to get rid of bad habits, study hard, stop playing, be diligent and frugal, learn every subject in a down-to-earth manner, live up to the hopes of revolutionary martyrs when I grow up, and make due contributions to the country.
Reflections on patriotic stories 2 Among many red books, the first thing that caught my eye was the TV series "Lin Yuan" that my father and I watched together, but this book was the first time I read it and opened with memories of the past.
From the beginning, I was taken to a snowy northeast plain, where a detachment of the Northeast People's Liberation Army, led by Shao Jianbo, chief of staff of the regiment, went deep into Linhai Xueyuan to carry out the task of fighting bandits. The gangster was a defeated soldier who fled to the rear of our army. Yang Zirong, a reconnaissance hero, put forward a bold idea: go deep into Hu Weishan, find out the enemy's situation, and cooperate with the squad to wipe out the mountain carving bandits. This is how a story of wits and wits begins.
In the book, the soldiers are hard-working and fight to the death with the enemy in the snowy plain. In the struggle, the soldiers gave full play to the fine tradition of hard struggle, overcame the unbearable hardships of ordinary people and the unimaginable difficulties of ordinary people. In the ice and snow, they scouted the attack and fought bravely. The plot is full of wonderful scenes. I am immersed in the stories of these heroes, jumping in the valley, skiing and flying mountains with them. Going up the mountain to fight tigers with Yang Zirong and commanding battles with Shao Jianbo ... I was deeply moved by the stories of these heroes.
Every character in the book is so vivid and full of personality. For example, Shao Jianbo, a promising young military commander, I admire his calmness, arrogance, courage and resourcefulness. What impressed me the most was Yang Zirong, who has been my hero since I watched the TV series Lin Yuan. In order to completely eliminate the last and most stubborn bandits on the Tiger Mountain, Shao Jianbo and Yang Zirong stayed up for several nights, and * * * ditto played a witty and heroic "outsmart the Tiger Mountain". ...
For them, death is not terrible, but bleeding for this land they love deeply and for their lovely villagers. No matter how critical the situation is, they can't be intimidated, because a belief in their hearts-truly liberating the people-supports them to stand up again and again in storms and blizzards until the final victory. They are persistent in their pursuit of life goals and are not afraid of obstacles. Even when there is no doubt, they are willing to fight to the death. Perhaps they think that in the face of their own life, only by working hard will they have no regrets. If a person has no ideal, he will be confused about his future and the way to go, wandering around, becoming a lost lamb and disappearing into the darkness.
I realize that as a young man, you must have your own goals, strong willpower, dare to fight and never give up, so that you will never be knocked down mentally, and you will never give up your ideals because of your failure halfway. Ideal is the beacon of life and the other side of life. With the guidance of the bright lamp of ideal, we will not lose our way on the road of life.
Deliberate the book "Lin Yuan" and find that it not only tells the story of the struggle with bandits in the early days of the liberation war, but also shows a kind of wisdom and courage, which gives me a new understanding of life.