0253 War and Women

The first time I went to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery, the Qingming Festival in 2004.

The second time I went to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery, 2006 Qingming Festival.

Third visit to Malipo Martyrs Cemetery, March 29, 2008.

The fourth time to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery, 2009 Qingming Festival.

After that, her mother lost contact with Zhao Zhanying.

After that, the old man never went to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery.

In 2004, the mother's heart-rending cry attracted widespread attention on social media, and the scene shook the entire Chinese society at that time, including the military. Send.

The heartbreaking old mother has been widely reported by the media, which has made the whole society realize that there is such a group.

Only then did I realize that they were still in pain.

How should the relatives of the martyrs go to the graves?

In those years, when soldiers carried out wars, how many of them were born in wealthy families, weren't they all from poor backgrounds, and they were all children of poor families?

Thousands of miles away, Malipo, a small county town on the border of China and Vietnam, how to go to the martyr's cemetery.

After a period of reflection, the pattern of preferential care in China's civil affairs has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Gotta help!

The Masupo Martyrs' Cemetery is home to 957 martyrs who died in the Vietnam War, of which 30 of the martyrs' families have never been here for various reasons.

Incredible!

Astound!

Donations and materials were sent in an endless stream from all provinces and cities across the country, and the living standards of Zhao Zhanying's mother were greatly improved.

The donation of nearly 600,000 yuan has completely freed the family from poverty.

The brilliance of humanity flashes from this, and before you know it, the dark side of humanity is gradually approaching.

I gave birth to a group of good children.

Zhao Zhanying's brothers and sisters divided the money like wolves and tigers.

Materials, pick and choose, only what they don't look down on will be left to the old mother.

Divide the money, in order to divide the money, you can fight hard, and you can make the chickens and dogs jump, and the chickens and dogs are restless.

As soon as the donors walked on their front feet, the battle began in the smoke of gunpowder.

Good boy, brother and sister are affectionate.

Giving birth to children and raising daughters for a lifetime.

Often, reality always blows the idealist to the point of collapse, and this is the bleak reality.

The smoke ran out, and Wang Liang refilled Zhao Zhanying with another one.

"Smoke, there's a lot of this, and you'll have enough of it." Wang Liang patted the cigarette beside him and said.

The once lively and harmonious home is only left with the old mother.

The brothers and sisters of the martyrs have moved to live in the buildings.

What can an old mother do?

Didn't she want to go to Malipo in 2010?

How did the elderly survive the Qingming Festival in 2011?

Qingming in 2012, just burn a few pieces of paper money at home.

In 2013, I received a donation, and I wanted to take advantage of my last breath to go to Malipo and see Xiaosi again, but I was immediately snatched away by my good daughters-in-law.

In 2014, the elderly were deteriorating and could no longer move.

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In 2018, the old mother, who could not move because she had no money to travel, who could not move because of illness, who could not move because of the 'careful' care of her children, passed away and will meet her only son in heaven.

Wang Liangpan sat and couldn't say a word for a long time, he didn't know, he didn't know how to say to the martyr Zhao Zhanying.

What can you do when you feed a dog with love?

"Erlang's blood is spilled on the frontier, and the mother has been looking forward to it for twenty years. Yin and yang are thousands of miles apart, and the sun and twilight are tearful. On the first night, the mother drove the crane away, and the mother and son were finally reunited. Children and grandchildren are ashamed of the souls of the martyrs, and only the world is empty and sighs. Wang Liang cried and laughed, sometimes death is not a relief.

"Zhan Ying, don't worry, the veterans' fund has been established, and the tragedy will not happen again."

Wang Liang, who is a talker, couldn't say a word for a long time, he had no face, what face to say.

How can you be embarrassed to say that you are an old chief and a general?

Do you deserve it?

Veterans fund, fixed-point assistance, irrelevant people go away, no, it's out of the way.

Zhao Zhanying's tragedy must not be staged again, this kind of pain, once is enough, once is fine, never again.

With shame, Wang Liang got up, and in the night, he seemed to have grabbed a piece of cloth.

I turned on the flashlight and looked at it, and it was indeed a white cloth with a string of dense black characters written on it.

The title is: Kiss you, I won't wake you up.

"Kiss you, I won't wake you up, this warm land is so peaceful. I watched you silently in front of the tombstone,

I know that although this tomb is only a microcosm of life, the majestic heroic spirit is an immortal body.

Kiss you, I won't wake you up, this hot red land is so quiet. I gently caressed you in front of the tombstones, I know that these rows of stone monuments can no longer be revived, but every heroic soul of the soul of the southern Xinjiang is immortalized here. ”

Wang Liang read it aloud, and he already knew that it was written by the wife of a soldier who died in the Vietnam War.

Kiss you, and I won't wake you up.

This brown land is so quiet.

I hugged you tightly in front of the tombstone.

I know that our dreams in this life have not really come true.

But if you fight for peace, you will be so calm in life and death.

Kiss you, and I won't wake you up.

This blood-stained Great Wall of justice is so quiet.

I'll give you a deep kiss in front of the tombstone.

I know though you can no longer feel that fiery love.

But you don't have a trace of sorrow or melancholy.

Reading and reading, Wang Liang's eyes were filled with tears, why was it so tear-jerking, how could tears fall so easily.

Why, for what sacrifice, it is they who have to sacrifice.

Why, why will they never see their husbands again?

[Kiss you, I won't wake you up]

This land where heroes are reborn from all over the world is so quiet.

My heart is calling to you at the tombstone.

I know we can't sleep together anymore.

But the God of love is always with us.

Kiss you, and I won't wake you up.

This warm, brown, righteous land is so magnificent.

It is your broken bodies that adorn her.

It was your blood that poured her on.

I know though you will never be there again.

But the monuments of history will forever be engraved with your great achievements.

Kiss you, and I won't wake you up.

Here, the town will be branded with an ordinary woman's eternal long kiss.

To bless you to rest quietly here.

Kiss you, and I won't wake you up.

Don't wake you up...... Don't wake you up...... Don't wake you up......

Wang Liang knew that Wang Liang was familiar with the song and that the song was composed by the widow of the martyr.

On the Qingming Festival in 1987, in the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery in the Laoshan War Zone, the full text of this poem was written on a white cloth and placed in the martyrs' cemetery, so that the martyrs who came to the cemetery to pay tribute mourned together, and many people cried silently after seeing it.

Nowadays, there are more and more white cloths, and poetry is more and more widely circulated.

[Ms. Zhao Doulan, the mother of martyr Zhao Zhanying, died at 2 a.m. on March 2, 2018 at her home in Songming County, Yunnan Province, at the age of 90. 】