Entering the memorial tower, they walked side by side on a quiet forest path, with dense trees on both sides, including pine, cypress, weeping willow, poplar, coniferous pine, and some unnamed trees, each of which was so energetic and full of vitality. It didn't take long for them to walk into a long bench and sit down to enjoy the coolness of autumn and the sweetness of love. Bingqing gently rubbed Yujie's sore legs and feet again, and Yujie felt comfortable.

"Yujie! Like it here? This is the Huaihai Battle Memorial Hall, one of the three major battles at that time. Bingqing asked.

"Of course, being with your loved one is the happiest thing." Yujie leaned close to Bingqing's ear and said softly.

Bingqing raised his head and looked at Yujie affectionately, and introduced it eloquently: it is located at the eastern foot of Phoenix Mountain in the southeast suburbs, the memorial tower is 38.15 meters high, and the upper end of the tower is carved with a tower emblem composed of a five-pointed star, a rifle and a pine seed ribbon. The front of the tower body is inlaid with the gilded characters of "Huaihai Battle Martyrs Memorial Tower" inscribed by Chairman Mao that year. The front of the tower base is engraved with a gilded inscription, which describes the historical process of the Huaihai Campaign and the heroic deeds of the martyrs and the masses who bravely supported the front line. It is not only a witness to the glorious history, but also a monument that inspires future generations. From November 6, 1948 to January 10, 1949, the Chinese People's Liberation Army carried out the great Huaihai Campaign in a vast area centered on XX, and the people of Xuzhou went all out to support the front line, fought side by side with the People's Liberation Army, and laid the foundation for victory in the great victory of the Huaihai Campaign and the liberation of all China. ”

Without waiting for Bingqing to finish speaking, Yujie didn't care about the pain in her legs, stood up and took Bingqing's hand and said anxiously: "Bingqing, let's go and enjoy it now." Hearing is false, seeing is believing. ”

"Good...... Good! Miss, as long as you are not tired, then it is better to be respectful than to obey! Bingqing stood up and hugged Yujie to the Huaihai Battle Tablet Forest.

The stele forest is composed of stele pavilion, stele wall, stele gallery, stele room, etc. The layout is rigorous, staggered, and the scale is magnificent. The main stele weighs 150 tons, its front and back are engraved with Chairman Mao's "people's victory" and "on the Huaihai Campaign operational policy" manuscripts, more than 500 inscriptions bring together the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries Mobao, the inscriptions of the party and state leaders, the inscriptions of the participating troops and the old generals, the old soldiers and the extraordinary works of calligraphy masters at home and abroad, have extremely high ornamental value and artistic value.

They stood solemnly in front of the stele forest for a long time, remembering the revolutionary martyrs, and their hearts were full of admiration. Bingqing saw what Yu Jie was looking for lying in the stele forest, and he knew what Yu Jie was thinking. Quietly walked up to Yujie and asked softly: "Yujie, are you looking for 'white'?" ”

"Yes, I'm just looking for it!" Yu Jie was stunned, and asked Bingqing with a puzzled look, "How do you know Lu Dao?" ”

"I still don't know you, if I don't even know this, how can I talk about loving you?" Bingqing said excitedly with joy on his face.

"My dear, you are the one who knows my heart best." Yujie said happily, "It's a pity! I've been looking for a long time and haven't found it! ”

"I'm looking for it too, Yujie, do you know the way? These steles are arranged according to the number of strokes. The word 'white' is a five-stroke, and you should find it right away! Bingqing said as he counted the strokes of his surname. He counted in front, Yujie followed, and for a long time, he finally found the surname 'Bai'. Yujie was pleasantly surprised, seeing so many relatives sacrifice their lives for the country, they bowed deeply three times to their ancestors to express their sorrow and remembrance.

"I'm going to take a picture in front of my ancestors, okay?" Yujie asked in a consultative tone.

"To remember them forever, I agree." Bingqing readily agreed.

Yujie stood in front of the long list of martyrs of the Huaihai Campaign, and behind her was the inscription of the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries and the leaders of the party and the state. Their footprints were left in the long forest of steles. Dressed in a black dress, with orange shawl hair, and a pair of short-sighted glasses trimmed with red silk, he showed his admiration and reverence for his revolutionary predecessors. At this time, Yujie is so coordinated, generous, and decent. Ancestors, your descendants have come to see you. We are so proud of you. If it weren't for the countless blood you spilled, where would we have the happy life we have today! No! No! We will nurture our feelings with your noble sentiments. In the days to come, we will definitely work in a down-to-earth manner, and you will rest in peace under the nine springs.

They held hands and stood in front of the stele forest for a long time, and they couldn't bear to leave. Yujie, I see through your heart, I hear your slight sigh, I see your attachment. Bingqing thought silently in his heart.

Bingqing took Yu Jie's hand and continued to walk forward, and Yu Jie looked back from time to time. She said quietly in her heart: "Seniors, if you have the opportunity, we will come to visit you." ”

They reluctantly left the stele forest. After descending a few stone steps, I came to a large platform, very wide, the size of a basketball court. Behind the platform stands a tall and straight pine tree, the canopy of which shades the sky, it is an intoxicating green, it is a charming landscape.

"My dear, the scenery here is beautiful, with a tall pine tree behind it - that's our strong backing, I want to leave our footprints, leave our love." Yujie asked, flicking her long hair.

"Good! Yujie. I am your personal photographer, a lifelong videographer, forever and forever ......" Bing Qing smiled indifferently and let out a beautiful voice.

"Thank you, dear." Yujie said gratefully.

"Stand upright! Stand still! Bingqing shouted loudly as if he was commanding a soldier.

Yujie giggled. Then she made a gesture, and the testimony of love froze with a 'click': the blue sky and white clouds were so fresh and charming, and the pine trees behind her stood majestically. No matter how beautiful the person in the painting is, Yujie is Bingqing's favorite. It is serious and gentle, it is solemn and graceful. Bingqing took her in full view and in her heart, this is the footprints of love.

"Honey, let's go around the rest of the world!" Yujie said softly.

"Yes, Miss. Come with me. Bingqing took Yujie's hand and walked into a dense laurel forest, a bottomless winding forest path was displayed in front of him, among the green lawns, yellow and green, it was a charming scene. The two mountains and rocks behind them stood quietly and snuggled together as if to welcome their arrival, and they smiled happily when they saw the mountains and thought of their mountain alliances. In the painting, Yujie is so bright, so eye-catching, so attractive, even the peony and rose are inferior to her, in Bingqing's heart, Yujie is a floating white cloud in the sky, Yujie is a towering mountain in his heart, and Yujie is the brightest star in the starry sky.