At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the sun breaks through the haze of many days, revealing a warm and lovely golden face. Weekdays, immersed in the fragrance of books in the library of 19 colleagues, practicing the "read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles" of the eight aphorisms, came to the forested Panshan scenic area.
It was a sunny day, pleasant breeze, beautiful scenery, I believe Coke. Looking at the distant mountains, from low to high, showing three different colors of green, yellow and red, there are large trees in the sky, towering into the clouds; view Panshan, the sound of hoofbeats, springs ding-dong, goldfish play in the water, red ribbons floating, picking up the steps, the scenery is more and more unique and beautiful. The warm color of Panshan gives it a gentle temperament, handsome mountains and trees make it soft and firm.
I like to climb the mountain with everyone, young and old, fat and thin, are rubbing their fists, weaving in and out of all kinds of tourists. After a while, they sweat slightly, panting unevenly, laughing, calling friends and taking pictures together.
Climbing the mountain is interesting, but the deepest feeling is still in Panshan Martyrs' Cemetery. Who ever thought that in this beautiful land, there are so many sad or touching stories of anti-Japanese, where every blade of grass and every tree flows with the blood of martyrs.
In the Martyrs' Memorial Hall, a photo caught my attention. It was of a handsome man named Wang Shaoqi, whose gentle and wise eyes were preserved in black and white and light, and who looked unusually quiet in all the photos. He was a student at Beiping Medical University. At the time of anti-Japanese and national salvation, he resolutely chose to drop out of school and join the revolution. at the age of 25, he set up a clinic in Banqiao Village, Jixian County. In just over half a year, he set up anti-Japanese salvation associations in more than 20 villages in the neighborhood, and served as a county governor and member of the military commission, among other important posts. in 1944, he refused to surrender during the battle of Yangjiaobao in Fengrun County, when he was 32 years old.
When I was a child, I liked to listen to anti-Japanese stories because I worshipped heroes, who were a different kind of person and had nothing to do with me. Now that I'm older, I'm beginning to learn to think of them as people like me, to empathize with the psychology and choices of these martyrs, and to appreciate more and more their greatness in the midst of the tremors.
At the same age, if Wang Shaoqi is still alive today, he must be a good doctor, have a happy family, perhaps a patient with a cell phone to take pictures of his handsome face, sent to the microblogging "the most handsome doctor" hot topic, so that he accidentally became a "network celebrity! "The same age, if we go back to the war, we will be able to see the same thing in the future. At the same age, if we go back to the era of war, I don't think I have the courage to face the enemy's sharp saber. Maybe I just want to hide in the mountains like the white-haired girl, away from the strife.
In the display case, there are bed sheets used by Wang Shaoqi, medical equipment and letters he wrote. I suddenly felt he was not far away. He was right in front of me, his eyes quiet and gentle. I wanted to stop him and tell him not to go. He smiled, leaving a thin but sturdy back. My eyes slowly moistened.
My mind went back to four years ago, it was a sweet summer day. I came to climb Pan Mountain with my ex-boyfriend. He took out his camera from time to time to take pictures of the beautiful scenery and small insects. In the middle of the journey, he encountered high wind and heavy rain. The makeshift raincoat could hardly withstand the baptism from the nature. I comforted my ex-boyfriend's impatient temper. Three hours later, we finally reached the top of the mountain. The view was beautiful then and we hugged each other.
Four years later, I went to Panshan again. It recorded my growth and maturity with a big heart. I am grateful for this kind land.