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Chen Ze and his party walked into the martyr's cemetery, and immediately the staff of the cemetery came over and said to them. Obviously, the program team has made an appointment with the people here in the cemetery.

Then the director, producer and others chatted with the staff of the cemetery, as if they were discussing the issue of waiting for filming.

And Chen Ze looked around, Yanjing Martyrs Cemetery is one of the largest martyrs cemeteries in the country, and a large number of heroes and martyrs are buried in it, but in addition to their graves, there are exhibition halls and propaganda columns, all of which publicize the deeds of the martyrs buried in this cemetery.

However, Chen Ze had never been here in the past, and at this moment he looked around, and there were many propaganda boards directly in the distance, and at the end of the propaganda columns, there was a small house, which was obviously the exhibition hall.

There was a hill behind the exhibition hall, although he couldn't see it clearly, but Chen Ze knew that it should be a martyr's cemetery.

Soon, the director and producer communicated with the staff of the cemetery about today's filming process, and a docent was also discharged from the cemetery, and then today's program will officially start recording.

"The process of recording in this cemetery is very simple, that is, starting from the propaganda column, then the exhibition hall, and then the cemetery, just go through it all." The director told Chen Ze about today's process.

Chen Ze nodded, he also guessed this process, the focus of this show is not on guests like him, but on the martyrs themselves, just using guests to promote martyrs, so the process is naturally simpler.

After saying that the whole show will officially start recording, Chen Ze and his guests started today's recording under the leadership of the cemetery docent.

"Hello everyone, what you see now is the propaganda column of our cemetery, which is full of representatives of the martyrs buried in our cemetery, you can take a look at it at will."

Walking to the front of the billboard, the narrator said. With his words, the guests watched one after another.

Chen Ze also looked at the first propaganda column, and saw a photo hanging in this column, the photo was black and white, and it was a very handsome young man, who didn't look very old.

This named Qu Yang joined the army at the age of eighteen, joined the party at the age of nineteen, and was later arrested for covering the transfer of the central government, and was only twenty-one years old when he died. According to later investigations, he was tortured in the prison after his arrest, and when he was found by later generations, it was found that not a single piece of skin on his body was intact. He likes to take pictures very much, but this photo is the only photo he left in the world, he always said that when the revolution is successful, after the establishment of the new society, he will take a few pictures, but unfortunately he did not wait for that time. ”

The docent of the cemetery walked to Chen Ze's side and opened his mouth to explain to the young man in the photo, and his words attracted all the other guests. And the camera, too, followed, and began to shoot at them.

And Chen Ze and the others, after hearing his words, they were all silent, they were only twenty-one years old when they died, and Chen Ze is about the same age as now, it should be a good time in life, or life has not officially begun, but he has dedicated his life for the new society, new era, and new China.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts are heavy.

The martyr's name was Zhao Chengyi, who was originally a people's teacher, and later joined the party after being exposed to socialist theory, spreading socialist theory among the school and nearby factory workers. He was later arrested, tortured in prison, and died at the age of 27. ”

This is a female martyr, don't look at her as a woman, but she is also the revolutionary leader of the uprising, and later the uprising failed, the revolutionary army she led was surrounded on the mountain, besieged for three days and three nights, but she refused to surrender, and finally committed suicide by drinking bullets. After his death, he was stripped naked by the reactionary government, and his body was hung on the city gate for three days and three nights. ”

"This was Wang Tiancheng, a worker before his death, who embraced progressive ideas and led a general strike of workers in his factory, for which he was arrested and later secretly executed, and was only 24 years old when he died."

"This is ・・・・・・"

The narrator explained to Chen Ze one by one the characters in the propaganda column, the names and genders of the characters and the things they did before their deaths were different, but the only thing they have in common is that they are all ordinary people, not those founding fathers who are in the history books, but they all sacrificed for New China, and they were not very old when they sacrificed.

Listening to the explanations of the commentator, Chen Ze and the others were moved, and everyone knew that it was with such an ordinary and great sacrifice that the establishment of the new era was exchanged for today's life.

Although these people are ordinary people, they are real heroes for all modern Chinese people.

The narrator explained not fast or slow, and slowly took Chen Ze and them through the propaganda column, and then walked through the exhibition hall, in the exhibition hall, Chen Ze and they saw a lot of relics left by the martyrs and heroes of the year.

None of these relics were gold or silver treasures, most of them were just the most simple and ordinary things, a shabby garment, a tattered hat, maybe even a pair of family letters.

But Chen Ze knew that these shabby-looking things were much more valuable than the so-called gold and silver.

Soon, Chen Ze and these guests walked through the exhibition hall, but at the end of the exhibition hall stood a wordless monument.

"What is this, what is this?" Chen Ze asked, pointing to the wordless tablet and said.

"This, this is the monument that our cemetery intends to erect on the outermost, but it has not yet been completed." The narrator said.

"Not finished?" Chen Ze was stunned.

"Yes, there is no text engraved on it." The narrator spoke, "I don't know the specifics of this, I only know that some words should be engraved, but they haven't been engraved yet." ”

"Oh, by the way, I remember this."

At this time, the director said suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Director, do you know what this monument is about?"

"Yes, director, what is this tablet going to engrave?"

"Director, what the hell is going on?"

After hearing the director's words, the guests asked one after another, and they were all curious about what was going on with this monument.

"This is so, I heard that this tablet is intended to be engraved with a poem about these heroes." The director said, "However, the cemetery has been collecting for a long time, but the poems collected are not satisfied." ”

The director said, as if he had suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly became a little ugly.

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