After coming back from Wuhe, Huainan and Maanshan, I have been troubled by a severe cough, and the water that has been hung for several days has not improved. I can't sleep at night and my voice is hoarse. My wife complained that I shouldn't have traveled sick in the first place ... but I was happy and sincere! During my treatment in the hospital, I vividly recalled the scene of meeting my comrades. My heart is warmed again and again, and my emotions are stirred again and again. ...
We stayed in three places in five days. Everywhere I go, the full harvest is the "love" of my comrades! This feeling is profound, this feeling is eager! This feeling is the same, this feeling is priceless! ! It's hard for you to understand ...
I remember at noon on the 7th, on Wuhe National Defense Road, we were looking around for the "Imperial Capital" Hotel. When Xu Baochi recognized classmate Chen Zhengshi in front of the hotel, he desperately opened the window and waved and shouted at the distance of tens of meters and several high and low barriers. There was a great surprise in that cry, and it was also wet with the vicissitudes of the years; It has traveled through more than forty years of time and space, guiding several pairs of hazy eyes to stare at each other. When you get off the bus, there will be a warm hug for a while. The dedicated arm seems to want to squeeze more than 40 years of time and space, so that the missing heart can be closer, closer!
Chen Zhengqiu, pale, has lost his childishness, and the rings of more than forty years have carved countless pale marks on his brow. Guo, the old monitor, is still so gentle, but his unique mouth lacks the fullness of the past; Leo, who used to be the vice monitor of Class Four, greeted us with a stick of Li with the help of his wife. In his speechless expression, all you can read is the "friendship" of his comrades! Wu Huaigang, the old chief, is still so calm and sophisticated. I couldn't help beating him up and making up a joke that he tricked us into the ravine. In the cheerful laughter, we opened our memories of life in the military camp. ...
When I knocked on the door of Zhao Shoubiao's house, he made me feel sad. He didn't expect someone to come to see him. When he recognized me and gently exclaimed "monitor", my tears welled up in my eyes. I stepped forward and hugged him, and my shortness of breath brought us together in an instant. Yes, it still smells 44 years ago. ...
Yang Qifeng, the vice squad leader of Class 5 who once fought with me in the tunnel, did not hesitate to say the word "malicious" in order to do his best as a landlord: "If I don't have this face, I might as well die!" That kind of pure and sincere emotion is really hard to thank!
I heard that Du Kuan, the former monitor of Class Two, was ill at home. We decided to pay a visit, prepared a small gift in the supermarket in the town, and followed Lao Wu and them to Du Kuan's village. I asked several people before and after to find his residence, which is the westernmost building of a three-story family of five. The door of the ground floor room was closed, and no one answered after knocking for a long time. Maybe nobody's home. At about 2 pm, when we returned, we came to his house again. The door was open, and Li Xingtao, Kan and other comrades came first. Du Kuan suffers from kidney disease and went to the hospital for dialysis this morning. He shook hands with us with his weak body and his face was full of joy. And his wife's words made us sad: "If you come next year, I'm afraid you won't see him!" " "The day before, the wife of the late old monitor Wu Yuannian said the same thing:" If you had come two or three years earlier, you would have seen him! "These words are too true and true, but they are so helpless. Yes, life geometry, life is impermanent! We really came late and couldn't meet my comrades Yao Xianbing and Xu, who accompanied me day and night. This is the regret of my life!
To be honest, I have been talking about walking around among my comrades for a long time, but it is still quite difficult to walk around. Although he is a retired man, he still has many chores. I had a plan to walk around last spring, but it fell through because I built a house. The decisive loss of this action is the influence of Comrade Huainan. Coincidentally, on the evening of March 3 1, a little inexplicable yearning came to my mind. I called Cheng Xungui, a comrade-in-arms in Huainan. He told me that the annual friendship activity of Comrade Huainan of the former 14 division was scheduled for April 9; There are six comrades-in-arms Xu Hualiang and his party in Zhejiang, and nine comrades-in-arms Wu Huaigang and his party in Wuhe will attend. He also reported the specific names of some comrades-in-arms and heads I am familiar with ... this is really good news! Have you ever failed such a good opportunity? Besides, we have been planning to come here for a long time.
Although there are still nearly 10 days before the "party", I can't wait to tell the news to several comrades, so everyone is planning an intensive trip. After all, they are all around 70 years old, and many things can't be fulfilled. Just two days before the trip, Zhao Rong and I both had some physical problems. I couldn't bear to miss the opportunity when I suddenly caught a cold and coughed, so I prepared some medicines and kept on going. However, Zhao Rong finally missed the trip because of the inconvenience of taking the bus. In a hurry, he tried his best to tell us to bring his wishes and feelings to his comrades who missed him day and night, and asked us to send back the assembly situation and related information in time. When we came back to visit him, his wife told me that since we went out these days, Zhao Rong has been holding a mobile phone every day, quietly waiting for every message we sent back. ...
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On the afternoon of the 8th, we drove from Wuhe to Huainan, which was only two hours' drive. When I got off the bus in front of Building 1 of Huainan Dongshan Hotel, I seemed to have an illusion. The undulating terrain around me looks like a three-day cave camp. Isn't it? Standing in front of us are all the amiable and respectable comrades-in-arms of Mita Dongdong: assistant Cheng Xungui, assistant instructor Cheng Koudong, technician Cheng Jintai, company commander Wu, and Fang Xianmi ... Although we have been in contact through WeChat for a long time, we have heard voices and watched videos, but when our hands are clasped together and our hearts are close, the feeling of being really touched by the heartbeat and breathing communication between the two sides is hard to express in any language! Look straight at all the frosted temples, loose eye bags and annual rings on the vertical and horizontal faces ... reality clearly declares that we are all getting old!
On April 9th, the birthday of Da Dang was attended by 4 14, 4 16, 422, 428, 777 and other retired Huainan comrades in directly under the authority branch. After 7 o'clock, I took medicine in my room. In the corridor, someone repeatedly called my name. Before I went out to meet him, Wang Shisui, the old company commander who came from Shouxian, stepped into the door. He grabbed my hand and said, "Zhikuan, you haven't changed, you haven't changed!" " The 78-year-old company commander is physically strong, and his speech is still so straightforward.
After a while, Zhang Baoxi came, and so did Liu Weihua. In the lobby on the first floor, I saw two familiar figures in the distance through the glass of the gate. I recognized Liu Jiashu and Sun without coming near. Uncle Jia, Su Qing, the four of us are two companies. Liu Jiashu said, "I heard that you came last night. I was so happy that I didn't sleep all night." Su Qing told me that we heard that we were going to meet some comrades. He braved the heavy rain last night and walked many miles with an umbrella, and found their doors one by one.
At 9 o'clock, Wuhe's comrades-in-arms Wu Huaigang and Guo and his party arrived. In a short time, Chen Xingchao and Zhejiang's Xu Hualiang and other comrades also arrived from Hefei ... Crowds surged inside and outside the venue of the big restaurant, one after another shocking and exciting scenes! Wei Yugang, who made a special trip from Wuxi to attend the party, hugged Yuan Chengpei, the old squad leader, and burst into tears, making his wife Xiaobu's eyes moist. The voice of choking is clearly the rapid talk of emotions for decades; Tears rolling down, like pearls engraved with thoughts!
Wine, perhaps the best carrier of emotion, gradually melts into everyone's blood in warm words, and narrows the distance between heart and heart with its unique characteristics. Because he was very happy, Cheng Koudong, an assistant instructor who seldom drank, forgot to hide the body with seven brackets. After drinking too much, his comrades occupied his heart for him. That's not wine, it's true feelings! Because I have been coughing for a few days, my voice is hoarse and I can't communicate heartily. When my comrades raised their glasses and squeezed my hand, I couldn't help but burst into tears, so that Master Guo, who was driving next to me, was moved. Master Guo said to me with emotion afterwards: "He Dad, I really didn't expect the feelings between your comrades-in-arms to be so sincere and profound that I, a bystander, couldn't help crying!"
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"Meet each other late" is a poem by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. 10 in the morning, when I was about to leave Huainan, I realized the essence of this poem more! Indeed, this trip is not easy, and it is difficult at other times; Take good care of each other's words and say it again, pulling and pulling my hand, and the tears that flowed out secretly blurred my eyes again and again ... What I want to say most is a "thank you" in the face of my comrades-in-arms Cheng Koudong, Xun Gui and Jin Tai who are about to say goodbye! Thank them for building a good gathering platform for our comrades, for their thoughtful service and for their warm hospitality! I can't forget that Chen Guogan, who has a hoarse voice and is particularly enthusiastic, rushed to buy me medicine, and I can't forget Wei Yuanan, who spent the night in bed with me, echoing the sigh that life will eventually lead to the same goal! I can't forget the mastermind of "Huainan Comrades Association"-the old political commissar Cao, whose elder demeanor is admirable! !
Farewell, Huainan comrades! Farewell, beautiful city, Huainan!
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Ma 'anshan is the last stop of this trip, where there is an 88-year-old leader, Comrade Zhang Qing. 1969 when we joined the army, he was the chief of the combat unit in warehouse 4 14. When I left the army in 75, he was promoted to deputy director of the warehouse. Forty years have passed, and there are not many old leaders alive at the same time. Living with the old director in the home for retired cadres is our late political commissar Sun Chengxian's wife, 9 1 year-old mother Lu. I remember mother Lu, whose ancestral home is Shandong, is cheerful and loves to talk and laugh, and is very popular with soldiers. It is gratifying for everyone to visit them in person during their lifetime.
What I want to see in Maanshan is three friends in the "Shuidong Years" group. First of all, Deng Shichao, the former president of 86 Hospital, is a respected old leader. When we joined the army, he was a military doctor in the 4 14 warehouse health clinic, and was transferred to the 14 branch health clinic at the beginning of the following year. We don't have much contact with Dr. Deng, but he impressed us deeply, especially his soft voice, which is very magnetic, warm-blooded and warm-hearted, making you feel amiable and unforgettable for many years. Today, at the age of 75, he is still fighting in the front line conscientiously, regardless of the name, not for profit, and wholeheartedly contributing to the hospital construction of the army. ...
There are also two friends from small groups. One is Sun, the most familiar group of "health care doctors". She is the fourth daughter of our political commissar Sun. At that time, she was very young, and most soldiers called her "Xiaozisi". The other is Zhang Jinning, the eldest son of director Zhang Qing. Special thanks to this enthusiastic person, because he helped me find the home of my comrades-in-arms in the desert where I couldn't find my relatives-"Shuidong Years". I remember in Huainan, comrade-in-arms Cheng Xungui said that we should first thank this network for being able to get together with so many comrades. He specially listed the interesting story of my meeting with Jinning.
I didn't know much about Jinning before. When I was in the army, he was still a boy of eleven or twelve. I was in the second company on the mountain, so I didn't get in touch with him. Born and raised in Mitiandong Military Camp, he has special feelings for Mitiandong. He called his nickname "Mitiandong" on his Sina blog, which shows that this feeling is unusual! 2065 438+05. 7. 3 When I retired, I suddenly missed the military camp life when I was young, so I wrote a short article entitled "Three-day Cave Snake Shadow" and posted it on Sina blog. The internet is so magical that the same word is easy to classify and collide. More than a month later, on September 2, I found a netizen nicknamed "Three-day Cave" leaving a message after my blog post: "The fate of the Three-day Cave made us meet, and we shared unforgettable memories! The description of snake shadows and characters admire the memory and writing level of comrades-in-arms. Although the names of the characters in 224 are so familiar, your image at that time can't be found in your brain. Thank you comrades for letting me go back to that wonderful era. " Seeing this news, I immediately communicated with him through the function of "taking notes". He told me that Cheng Xungui and some comrades in the field formed a WeChat group called "Shuidong Years". Although he didn't join, he can introduce me to them and see if I can join. Sure enough, at 9: 00 a.m. on October 20th, 65438/KLOC-0, I received a phone call from my comrade-in-arms Liu. Looking for ghosts dragged me into the "Shuidong Years" group. When I joined the group, there were less than 30 people in the group. Xungui asked me to send "Snake Shadow in the Three-Day Cave" to the group for everyone to see, which immediately caused a heated discussion and evoked many good memories of the comrades-in-arms in the Three-Day Cave military camp. Later, I wrote more than a dozen words to recall the military camp, such as "Where Peach Blossoms Bloom", "Love Without Old Comrades", "To Three-day Cave-in Comrades" and "Three-day Cave-in Test", all of which were eagerly read by the comrades. Jinning was also severely poked by me and became my hardcore "fan". When writing "Three-day Cave Experiment", he eagerly provided me with physical pictures and specific time nodes. For him, I have a poem called "The Edge of the Cave" to remember:
I don't know the gentleman in the same abode of fairies and immortals,
However, it was led by Dong Fu in his later years.
Lure tourists away from the abode of fairies and immortals,
Love is a paradise for three days.
Isn't it? The magical network power has gathered the comrades who came out of the cave for three days in the "Shuidong Years". Now there are more than 80 comrades in this big family!
After listening to the group saying that they were going to a party in Huainan, Jinning sent me a WeChat and strongly invited us to go to Maanshan. I came here on purpose, why not? It's nice to say it. After we set off from Xiangshui on the 7th, Jinning followed us all the time, and he "spied" our every move. Even he knows exactly which day I drank the wine or drink. what do you think?
10 in the morning, he arranged our trip to Maanshan in an orderly way, invited Dean Deng on August 6th, and met Sun of Nanjing. When our car left the highway, he was busy navigating for us; What makes me laugh most is that he set himself as a roadside sign and told us: "I am a bald head standing on the roadside of Jiashan Road"!
I really met a "bald head", a comrade-in-arms I have never met before! After more than a year of WeChat communication, the flower of friendship watered by Dongquan for three days has blossomed in our hearts! Needless to say, in a warm hug, I seem to feel that our hearts have been merged and rebuilt. ...
When I came to the old director Zhang Lao's home, Dean Deng was already here. Seeing our arrival, the old director looked very excited. At present, we are a little hard of hearing, and it is still difficult to communicate with them. After all, people who live long are old. In this way, he also reminds us of some past events in the Three-Day Cave, and his expression is as good as ever, full of Jin accent and rhyme. Aunt Zhang, an 83-year-old wife, is in good health. She is very busy making tea and pouring water for us, which makes us feel at home ... In view of the physical condition of the elderly, there is no need to ask too much. We just sincerely wish the elderly a long and healthy life.
Coming to my mother's house not far away, I really dare not recognize the old man in front of me. It is the old saying that "a thousand dollars is hard to buy, and old age is thin". Mother Lu changed her chubby figure in the past, and her 9 1 year-old old man is neither deaf nor blind. As soon as we entered the door, she recognized Du Pingyuan, took Pingyuan's hand and described what happened between him and Gao Xiao, which was quite unfair. ...
Just then, "Xiaozisi" hurried home. She blamed Zhang Jinning for speaking too late, otherwise she would have come back this morning. She hurried through the urgent matter in the morning, and put everything off in the afternoon, so that her lover could drive back in a hurry. This is another comrade-in-arms who has never met before. It is the network that brings us together in virtual WeChat and real friendship.
At lunch, Dean Deng saw that I had a bad cough and couldn't make a sound in my throat, so he told me to go to No.86 hospital for a chest examination. According to the arrangement, our party, led by Jinning, arrived at No.86 Dangtu Hospital at about 5 pm. The old dean arranged for them to visit the history exhibition hall of 86 Hospital and took me to have a chest X-ray. At the same time, he provided me with enough anti-inflammatory and cough medicine tablets, syrup and so on. And contacted me about hanging a waterbed. After investigation, there was no inflammation in the lungs, and it was not convenient to go back to the residence at night, so the hanging water was cancelled. However, the old dean insisted on helping me get the prepared potion back for use, and accompanied me up and down the three or four floors along the unique long stairs in August 6th. Look at him. He's not well either. I really feel sorry for his old man, who is seventy-five years old. That night, he and his wife, Nie Jie, warmly hosted our party at Hehe Restaurant, and brought Moutai which he had treasured for twenty years. ...
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Passion all the way, moving all the way! After five days of comrades-in-arms gathering, full of harvest and deep friendship, we returned to our hometown in Xiangshui.
Goodbye, dear comrades! I hope everyone will move and welcome everyone to ring the water!
Dear comrades, goodbye! !