2 "There's no need for a mass meeting, there's no one here who needs a propaganda pep talk, Tokarev, you speak accurately, they are indeed invaluable, that's how steel is made!" Zhukh said.
3 Sorrow, and all sorts of passionate or tender ordinary feelings of the common people, which almost everyone is free to express, Paul alone does not have this right; they are imprisoned by a will that never lets go. But the nearer the work drew to a close, the more frequently these feelings assailed him, and sought to escape from the control of the will. Had he succumbed to any of these feelings and allowed it to strike, a tragic end would have occurred.
4 O youth, infinitely beautiful youth! At this time, the lust has not yet sprouted, only the rapid heartbeat vaguely show its existence; at this time, the hand inadvertently touched the girlfriend's breast, then trembled with panic, and quickly moved away; at this time, the friendship of youth constraint on the last step of action. At such moments, what could be more relatable than the hands of a beloved girl? These hands tighten around your neck, followed by a kiss as hot as an electric shock.
5 winter passed, spring pushed open the closed window. Paul, who had lost too much blood, withstood his last operation and realized he could never stay in the hospital again. For more than ten months, the sick around him suffered, the dying moaned and resolved, an atmosphere that was more unbearable than his own pain.
6 Paul's heart was thumping wildly again. His longed-for wish had come true! The iron ring has been smashed, he picked up a new weapon, back to the fighting team, began a new fighting course.
7 Steel is made by burning in the fire and highly cooled, so it is strong. Our generation too has been tempered in struggle and in hard trials and has learned never to be discouraged in life.
8 Any fool can end himself at any time! It is the most cowardly and the easiest way out.
9 Put away your guns and don't tell anyone. Even if, life is intolerable keep going so that life can become worth living.
10 The death of the leader did not cause disorganization in the ranks of the party. Like a big tree that powerfully sinks its roots deep into the soil, it never withers even if the top is cut off.
11 What is the use of living when he has lost the most precious thing of all, the ability to fight? What will he use to prove that he has lived a worthy life today, in the bleak tomorrow? And what is there to fulfill his life? Merely to eat, drink, and breathe? To be a powerless bystander, watching his comrades charge forward?
12 It was late fall and rainy. The cold rain soaks through the clothes and freezes the flesh. The road building team worked from early morning to late at night every day. At night, everyone lay down on the concrete floor in rain-soaked, sludge-slurry-hardened clothes and slept, warming each other with their body heat. The daily diet consisted of a pound and a half of black bread like anthracite, and sometimes even that was not supplied. There were also constant attacks by Orlik gangs. *** The members of the Youth League fought and labored, and everywhere the sound of iron bars and shovels striking against the stones resounded, and everywhere they saw their backs bent in the strain of labor. Soon the winter came. People were still working hard in the snow and ice, digging through the frozen ground. As long as our breath continues, we must build this railroad. Zhu Helai came to the site, saw this scene, extremely moved: "Steel is so refined ah!"
13 by the severe attack of the disease Paul, on the one hand, to the slack behavior to start the fight, on the other hand, take the lead in labor, set off the race. Every day before dawn, dragging the pair of swollen and stiff feet, take the initiative to prepare for the comrades of boiling water and hot dishes, although Paul had a high fever for a day, still with a large wooden shovel in shoveling snow. Serious typhoid fever finally knocked Paul down. The body of a nameless young hairdresser, Paul, was carried to the platform.
14 Paul did not die of typhoid fever, he came back from the death line and fought tenaciously in the revolution.
15 Make time to live quickly, for an inexplicable illness, or an unexpected tragic event, can interrupt life.
16 Our country is reviving and becoming strong, and there is great promise in living in this world.
17 Man should dominate habits and never let them dominate man.
18 If a man cannot change his bad habits, he is worthless.
19 In any case, what I have gained is much more than what I have lost.
20 Don't leave painful memories in your life.
21 In our lives there is not only struggle, but also the joy of good feelings.
22 Work with all your might, like a tame horse climbing a hill with a heavy load.
23 To keep on fighting till the last moment.
24 The only thing that takes me out of the fighting ranks is death.
25 Recall year after year, like an ironclad judge examining his life.
26 Even when life has become intolerable, be good at living on, and do all you can to make life useful to the people. Wasting manpower is tantamount to committing a crime.
27 No one has the right to spoil his health.
28 Being strong is a relatively simple and easy thing to do when one is healthy and full of youthful vigor, and being strong is an honorable performance only when life tightens you up like an iron ring!
29 Have you done everything to make your life useful?
30 The waves lapped at his feet against the scattered heaps of rocks, and the dry sea breeze from distant Turkey blew in his face. The coast of the harbor was irregularly bowed, a breakwater of steel and concrete blocking the waves. Winding, undulating mountains stretched down to the waterfront with an abrupt break. On the outskirts of the city blocks of white huts line the peaks, stretching far into the distance.
31 Happiness, then, lies in the creation of a new life, in the struggle to transform and re-educate that great and intelligent man who has become the master of his country, the socialist age.
32 The chief tragedy of life is the cessation of struggle.
33 The beauty of a man does not lie in his appearance, in his clothes and in his hair style, but in himself, in his heart. If man has not the beauty of his heart, we often detest his beautiful appearance.
34 The self-interested man is the first to perish. He lives by himself and for himself. If his "I" is damaged, he cannot survive.
35 Friendship is first and foremost sincerity, criticizing the mistakes of one's comrades.
36 *** The same cause, *** the same struggle, can make people produce the strength to endure everything.
37 I have experienced the pain of abandonment and betrayal in my own life. But one thing has saved me: my life will always have a purpose and meaning, and that is the struggle for socialism.
38 Only those like me who are madly in love with life, with the struggle, with the building of that new and better world, only those of us who have seen through and realized the full meaning of life, do not just die, and cannot give up on life even by the slightest chance.
39 Always feel that the land of the motherland is firmly under your feet, live with the collective, and remember that it is the collective that educates you. If one day you are separated from the collective, that is the beginning of the end.
40 A true friend should speak the truth, however sharp it may be.
41 Therein lies the great power of man - to feel that he is inside a friendly collective. For me, being a soldier is the greatest happiness ...... All personal problems are not as permanent as the socialist cause.
42 Comrades, bravely go forward,
In the struggle to become steel,
To open the way to freedom,
Stretch out your chest to the battlefield!
43 The best and most precious medicine for all ills is labor.
44 Life gives us a great and infinitely noble gift, which is youth: youth full of strength, full of expectations, volunteers, full of ambition for knowledge and struggle, full of hope, confidence.
45 Bravery arises in struggle, and courage is cultivated in daily stubborn resistance to difficulties. The motto of our youth is to be brave, tenacious and determined, to remove all obstacles.
46 The best thing in life is to be able to serve people with all that you have created even when you cease to exist.
47 Be in the first line of warriors on all occasions in life.
48 "Little brother, I was just like you when I was a kid," Juhu said. "Full of energy, always wanting to fight back, but I just didn't know where to put my strength. My family was poor. Whenever I saw the young masters of the rich man's family, who were well-fed and well-dressed, I hated them with a passion. I used to beat them hard. But what's the use? Afterward, I'd still get a beating from my father. Doing it alone won't change the world. Povlusha, you could be a good soldier for the working class. You have everything you need, but you're a little young to understand the class struggle. Little brother, I see that you are quite promising, so I want to talk to you about what path you should take. I hate those timid and lowly fellows. The whole world is now ablaze. The slaves have risen up in rebellion to sink the old world into the sea. But it takes brave and strong class brethren, not pampered cockneys, to do this sort of thing; it takes steel warriors who are determined to fight, not soft bones who burrow in the walls like cockroaches hiding from bright lights as soon as the battle breaks out."
49 I believe in only one thing: Inspiration comes at the time of labor. ...... Labor, which is the best doctor of all obtuseness.
50 Happiness is multifaceted. I am also very happy. Creation produces an immense and amazing joy, and I feel out my hands also laying the bricks of the beautiful building that we all **** together, so that my personal grief is excluded. Category:Youth.
51 Not resting on what has been gained, but laboring valiantly, striving to hold the pennant of labor in one's hands for a long time.
52 Ideal for me, has an extraordinary charm. My ideals ...... are always full of life and earthy flavor. I have never been one to fantasize about things that are impossible to achieve.
53 Whoever thinks he is a saint, a buried genius, whoever is detached from the collective, will have a sad fate. The collective can always improve you and make you stand firm on both feet.
54 Light gives us experience, reading gives us knowledge.
55 Patriotism is then multiplied with hatred of the enemy by a multiplier, and only such patriotism can lead to victory.