A sudden fire left their young lives in the Great Northern Wilderness forever.
At that time, Wang Xiaoqin, who was only 20 years old, didn't know where her courage came from. When the fire hit her face, she jumped into the fire without hesitation like a moth.
When the old father saw the tombstone engraved with his daughter's name, the eyes of the battle-hardened revolutionary general suddenly filled with tears. He silently grabbed a piece of black soil from Qin Xiao's grave, put it in his arms, held it tightly, and felt the blazing temperature that he was willing to die for his country!
1950 is a year when Wang Xiaoqin was born and heroes came forth in large numbers. Accompanied by the song "valiant, spirited, across the Yalu River ...", Xiao Qin came to this country where everything was in a hurry.
In this way, 2022 is still her birth year. Unfortunately, she has been sleeping in the black land of the Great Northern Wilderness for 52 years.
Wang Xiaoqin is the daughter of China People's Liberation Army, and her father is a soldier trained in the war years. It is this background that makes Xiao Qin born with the lofty and upright spirit of military cadres. Even so, she never treats others with a condescending attitude. On the contrary, she is a warm and kind girl.
When she was a teenager, she always wore beautiful military uniforms and heroic military hats. She always looks graceful in front of everyone. Everyone can see the tall, thin girl with a firm expression from a distance.
1967, Heilongjiang Farm went to a school in Qin Xiao to recruit educated youth, and the school posted a red list to praise the students who volunteered to go to the front, with Wang Xiaoqin's name on it. At that time, although Wang Xiaoqin was only 17 years old, her lofty sentiments impressed her classmates.
At the same time, the news that Wang Xiaoqin was selected inspired many people. Her classmates and friends decided to follow in her footsteps and go to the forefront of hard struggle-the Great Northern Wilderness! "Stick on the roe deer, scoop up the fish, and the pheasant flies into the rice cooker." The rich Great Northern Wilderness has made this group of girls have infinite beautiful reverie.
The winter before he left was very warm. Wang Xiaoqin and his classmates decided to take a group photo under Tiananmen Gate. One is farewell, and the other is to leave a message to the other party after parting.
When taking pictures, Xiao Qin stood in the middle, with her classmates around her, books in hand, kneeling on one knee, the sun shining on everyone's face, and the youthful smile fixed in the negative.
1967165438+1October 22nd, the time for parting finally came. Beijing Railway Station is crowded, but the educated youth on the train is undoubtedly the most eye-catching scenery.
The relatives under the car waved goodbye with tears. Everyone stared at each other, and everyone's hands were tightly held together.
The train is about to leave, and the hoarse whistle seems to touch everyone's nerves. I am attached to my parents, my friends and my hometown. At this moment, the pent-up feelings finally came out in generate, crying and shouting together. ...
Qin Xiao sitting in the car is no longer the easy boy. She grew up and became independent. She is about to start a new journey, no, it should be a journey to be exact.
I don't know how long it took to bump on the green pickup truck, but the educated youth finally arrived at their camp. It was late at night when the train arrived at the station, and the winter night in the Great Northern Wilderness was MINUS 20 degrees, which was the freezing cold that most people had never experienced.
But curiosity and joy seem to make everyone unaware of the cold. Educated youths rushed out of the carriage cheering, shouting and laughing wantonly in this land. "Ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?" "We, only all of us!"
This is the firm answer of these young people, who are full of ideals and ready to build the Great Northern Wilderness!
In the local Qingfeng Farm, there are more than a dozen companies. Qin Xiao and her classmates are lucky to be assigned to one company-Balian. But when they saw the environment here, they were all blindsided. All the houses have no bricks, they are all thatched adobe, and a dozen people can only squeeze into one room.
Although the environment here is more underground than Beijing, you can only hear everyone's laughter here, but you can't hear any complaints and dissatisfaction.
The weather is as cold, the washbasin inside the house is covered with ice crystals, and the door is closed by the heavy snow outside. Little Qin Tian got up before dawn. After all, she grew up in the army and wakes up early every morning.
At this time, friends got up one after another, and she urged, "Let's go and have dinner in the canteen!" " "After all, today we have to assign labor tasks to the educated youth. Everyone is dreaming and looking forward to it. After all, this is the first time to put down books, stay away from the city, and come to this place full of labor enthusiasm.
Usually, Xiao Qin and his comrades work in the fields during the day and learn to sing together at night. Although the days are hard, they have not dampened everyone's enthusiasm at all.
In fact, she could have gone to school. At that time, Xiao Qin applied for the PLA Art College and wanted to continue studying vocal music. As expected, Xiao Qin's talent was admitted to the music department. Unfortunately, the admission notice has not been sent yet, and the movement to the countryside has begun.
But gold always shines, and good wine is always cherished. Qin Xiao, who can sing and dance well, is always the most dazzling one in the crowd. Whenever the company organizes collective activities, she will be pushed to the front of the stage, humming a passionate melody that only belongs to that era.
"Miao Ling beauty, clear water, birdsong, reported to Spring Festival travel rush. Wujiang River is a natural barrier, and it can't be stopped ... "Her swaying tone soared into the sky and whirled between beams, as if taking us back to the old campus, the ancient Beijing City and the noisy hutong.
In an instant, Wang Xiaoqin spent three years in the Great Northern Wilderness. Qin Xiao and her comrades have moved away from the comfortable life in big cities. The hand originally used to write and play the piano has also developed a skill here, and it can hoe the ground and open up wasteland. The only constant is their enthusiasm and persistence in the great cause of building the motherland.
It was an ordinary night, and Qin Xiao took his comrades who lived together day and night and sat by her bed. Her face could not tell whether she was happy or disappointed. She sat alone for a long time, then opened the drawer and took out a box wrapped in three layers, which was a box of hair dye cream.
In that era when materials were scarce, a box of hair dye cream was a precious thing for Qin Xiao and educated youth. Xiao Qin grinned. She said to her comrade-in-arms, "Dye my hair again!" That smile is like a touch of warm sunshine in winter.
After that, Xiao Qin stuffed the hair dye cream into the hands of her comrades who had been with her for three years.
This may be the last time Xiao Qin dyed his hair. She will go back to Beijing. She will go back to take care of her father and join the army. In fact, everyone already knew the news, but they were afraid that Qin Xiao would be sad and unwilling to face the upcoming separation.
So everyone pretended to be the same as usual, the same passionate labor, the same slapstick. But today, everyone can't continue to pretend. Qin Xiao will set foot on the departure train the next day, and all the disappointment and sadness can no longer be suppressed. ...
At noon the next day, everyone gathered in the company canteen to see Xiao Qin off. Everyone's face is full of smiles, which is a relief after giving up and the best blessing for Qin Xiao's future.
"People don't eat first, the mountain is on fire! All the plantations there were burned down. It's windy outside, and the fire has drifted to the Soviet Union.
If the Wusuli River is really burned, it will cause border conflicts. Shenyang military area command ordered all regiments in our fourth division to make up their minds to put out the fire on our side. "
A panting soldier broke the original warm picture. After hearing the news, everyone froze there. This season's Great Northern Wilderness is fierce in style and as reckless as a group of wild animals.
"Come with me to put out the fire, Qin Xiao, you stay!" Company cadres stood up and rushed outside first. The rest of the educated youth and soldiers threw down their bowls and chopsticks and rushed to the forefront of the fire like arrows.
Wang Xiaoqin looked at his comrades-in-arms with firm eyes, looked at his friends who lived with him day and night, and looked at his comrades-in-arms who took root in the Great Northern Wilderness. In times of crisis, they all rushed to the forefront. How can they ignore it?
Thinking, Wang Xiaoqin took out a ticket back to Beijing from his pocket. Without hesitation, she put the ticket into the hands of the flight attendant and said, "Please hold the ticket for me first. I will put out the fire first, and then I will go back to Beijing."
At this time, the Great Northern Wilderness has been destroyed by raging fires, and the originally clear sky has been shrouded in thick smoke. With the wind, Yellow Fire and Journey to the West were burned.
Wang Xiaoqin gritted his teeth and rushed into the fire with the firm belief of the younger generation of revolution. ...
Suddenly, the wind that helped others came at the soldiers with heavy artillery fire. "The wind has changed, let's run!" The old colonel cried bitterly. Everyone covered their noses and mouths, ran and ran desperately, and finally ran to a safe place, one by one collapsed on the ground like a narrow escape.
After everyone recovered, they searched everywhere, looking for comrades who worked hard together. The worst thing happened. Fourteen people were missing! Everyone panicked and shouted everywhere, but no one came back and no one was heard.
The fire gradually went out, leaving a scorched earth as far as the eye can see, and fourteen comrades fell to the ground alone. The fire has brutally claimed their lives. Everyone shouted like crazy, and the heart-rending cries thundered for a long time.
Wang Xiaoqin and thirteen of her comrades-in-arms fell in a merciless fire. At the age of 20, she didn't hesitate at all, just like a moth, she rushed into the vast sea of fire.
The fire brutally killed fourteen brave soldiers. It even took away their last chance to show up, even the chance for relatives and friends to see her again. ...
Xiao Qin and thirteen comrades-in-arms will be buried in the black land here forever. The cheeks of the educated youth comrades are full of tears, and everyone snuggles together, looking at the graves where their close comrades are buried, and they are reluctant to leave for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but an old man in military uniform slowly came to the tomb of the martyrs. He is Xiao Qin's father. Xiao Qin should have gone home to reunite with his family yesterday, but everything was like a nightmare, unbelievable.
When the veteran revolutionary saw his daughter's name, he could no longer restrain his inner grief. In his hoarse cry, everyone heard the thoughts of his daughter, the spit of unfair fate, and the scolding and self-blame of himself.
Qin Xiao's father bent down slowly, grabbed a handful of black soil from the grave with trembling hands and held it tightly in his heart: "Let her stay on this land!" " "
Looking at Xiao Qin's father's rugged back, it is hard to imagine what kind of courage he used to say this sentence. Perhaps he understood his daughter's greatness and selflessness, so he let Qin Xiao stay in this great northern wilderness and let her witness with her own eyes how beautiful and rich this place she sacrificed her life to protect can become.
For decades, it is generations of people who have taken root in the Great Northern Wilderness, selfless dedication and hard work that have turned this originally barren and inaccessible place into a rich and fertile Beidacang. I believe that Xiao Qin and his comrades who died will be proud of the prosperity of the motherland on the other side of the world today.
In that era of heroes, there were countless young people, Rainbow Qin Xiao. It is precisely because of this heroic young man who is not afraid of difficulties, dedication and life and death that the motherland has been built to flourish and this great "lion" has been achieved.
The predecessors who sacrificed for the new China are not only remembered by their comrades-in-arms and family members, but also admired and appreciated by people today. The youth of educated youth is buried in the wasteland, but their spiritual brilliance is still radiant!