September 27, 1928

The autumn tiger is still exerting its residual power, and one or two yellow leaves are falling slowly.

The hoarse chirping of the cicadas has disappeared, and the leaves of autumn are hanging low.

The autumn rain lingers, and the gray sky is slightly cool.

The autumn rain was cold because it fell from the ninefold heavens so high and so high, too high and too high. "It's not cold in high places", so how can it not be cold? The autumn rain is bitter, falling from such a high sky and seeping into the ground so deep and cold, how can it not be bitter, how can it not be astringent? The autumn rain is tears, the tears of the sky, cold to the bone, so everything that is exposed to the autumn rain will be ready to hibernate, right? Only the pines and cypresses will not, because the roots of the pines and cypresses are so tight and so deep that the autumn rain cannot reach them, so deep that the pines and cypresses have a heart like an ancient Spartan warrior, and they can no longer tolerate tenderness, and they have long been unable to feel the coldness of the autumn rain, the bitterness of the autumn rain, and the pain of the autumn rain...... Just like the recent history of China, it is unforgettable!

The autumn wind and autumn rain are sad. Standing on the tail of this autumn, I am sad for the deep and painful history of China. However, it is precisely because I stand on the tail of autumn that I can see the coming winter that is pregnant with hope. Spend 2 seasons a year carving intricate patterns on the back of the vast and far-reaching soul of China, harvest the pain brought by the soul in autumn, but regain hope in autumn and march towards a new winter! That will be the moment when the soul receives the medal.

A hill on the outskirts of Beiping City, which has been completely planned, the graves are neatly arranged, and the tombstone in front of it is in addition to the big characters on the nameplate and the black and white photo, and the stele has also been engraved with small characters, recording the glorious reality of each martyr. Although there is no official burial yet, everything is ready.

At about 8 o'clock in the morning, a neat convoy of buses arrived, and the soldiers who were already waiting here made way for the convoy. The convoy slowly stopped outside the Martyrs' Cemetery, and the people in the car walked out with heavy steps. These people range from babies waiting to be fed, to old people in their sixties and seventies, men, women and children. Except for those babies who are not familiar with the world, everyone else has one thing in common, and that is a sad face. They were all brought here from the north and south of the motherland to see their relatives for the last time, and this purpose was accomplished yesterday, and they came here today to accompany their sons, husbands, fathers, brothers, and grandsons on their last journey.

There is a huge square in front of the martyr's cemetery, the crowd sits and walks into the square in an orderly manner, black umbrellas gather in the square, overlooking from the sky, countless black dots gather together, and finally converge into a huge black cloth, covering the entire square.

There was not the slightest sound from the crowd, and they had come to terms with the facts for months. Now there is sadness in their hearts, and there is a deeper pride. Their relatives are heroes of the motherland, sacrificed for the cause of the nation-state, and their sacrifice is worthwhile. Now they can be buried in the National Martyrs' Cemetery, which is the best consolation for the families of these fallen soldiers.

Chen Shao's motorcade also arrived, and at the same time, there were many senior generals of the National Defense Forces, such as Jiang Baili, Cai Yi, Chen Fuqin, Chen Shaokuan, Qian Pengfei, Xu Jinghai, Kong Wenhong, Wang Yunshan, Huang Bai, Wang Xiaoshan and others, as well as such military academy graduates as Chen Gengpeng, Qian Sihai, Du Yuming, Luo Rong, Di Wolf, Liu Haijiang, Chide, Yu Xue, Su Yusheng, Xu Xiangqian, Chen Yi, Hu Zongnan, Nie Fuzhen, Liu Deshui, and other military academy graduates. Long Yun, Xue Yue, Li Zongren, Bai Chongxi, Chen Jitang, Yan Xishan, Zhang Xueliang and other generals who were not members of the original southwest also came here.

It can be said that all the senior generals of the National Defense Forces are gathered here, and even Zhang Xueliang, who is recovering from drugs, has not been left behind. For the sake of these martyrs of the motherland, in order to send them on their last journey, no matter how far away, they will come immediately.

Also here is Xie Yuxin, who came to see off these warriors as the mother of the country. At the same time, it was also the first time she appeared in the public eye, the first time she appeared as the mother of the nation.

The convoy stopped in front of the square and each got out of the car with an umbrella.

Chen Shao was dressed in a black Tang suit, with a white flower tied on his chest and a dragon pattern tattooed on his sleeve collar, and there were no decorations in the rest of the place. Xie Yuxin was also dressed in black, except for the white flowers on her chest and the little phoenix with tattoos on her sleeves and collars, like Chen Shao, there were no other decorations.

The other generals were dressed in Wehrmacht officer uniforms, and the only epaulettes that showed their status were empty at the moment. Everyone also had a white flower tied to their chests, and they followed Chen Shao and his wife with solemn expressions and slowly walked into the square.

Directly in front of the square, a permanent high platform was erected, on which the microphones were all covered in plastic bags. Chen Shao and his entourage slowly walked up to the high platform, and there was no sound at this moment except for the sound of rain.

In the distance, a convoy drove up the road again, this time all military trucks.

The salute sounded, and thousands of soldiers came to the front of the military card in turn, in groups of six, without the slightest rain gear on them, and let the rain fall on their bodies. They came to the back of the military card and carried the coffin containing the remains of the martyr on their shoulders. Each coffin was covered with the national flag of New China, and the golden dragon that was about to take off, and the soldiers who lifted the coffin stepped neatly and walked towards the square with a solemn face, and walked towards the cemetery one after another.

At this time, there were twitches in the square, and mourning music began to sound, the sound of which drowned out the sound of rain, but could not hide the footsteps of the warriors. The sound of neat footsteps, the sound of stepping on the ground and the water on the ground, and the tone of mournful music, gathered together at this moment to see off these heroes who sacrificed their lives for the glorious cause of the motherland.

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, more than 1,000 coffins were neatly placed next to the graves, and next to each grave stood six soldiers.

After Chen Shao saw that the coffin was ready, he walked to the microphone and motioned to Xie Yuxin to leave the umbrella in his hand alone. Ignoring the rain that had been falling slowly in the sky, and looking at the thousands of family members in the square, Chen Shao said with a sad face:

"Today is a sad day, although China has risen, but it is all bought by the blood of countless people's soldiers. For the sake of this nation, for this country, and for the mission entrusted by the army and the people, they are fearless in the face of the enemy's bullets and bullets, and they are brave and tenacious as always. It is their sacrifice that has brought about today's Greater China, it is their sacrifice that has made China rise in the world, and it is their sacrifice that has made the world fear China, and it is their sacrifice that has enriched the self-esteem of this nation, and it is their sacrifice that has freed China from the shadow of decades, and it is their sacrifice that has allowed my Chinese soldiers to erect the glory and values of soldiers.

Although they died, history will not forget them, and their deeds will forever be remembered in the history books. China will not forget them, and they will always be the loveliest people in China. The nation will never forget them, and they will always live in the hearts of the thousands of Chinese compatriots.

Heroes, go on your way with peace of mind. Your family is the family of China, and it is also my Chen Shao's family. From this moment on, I, Chen Shao, swear to everyone that I will be responsible for the families of every fallen soldier, and they are also my Chen Shao's relatives. ”

Chen Shao's words deeply moved everyone, and at this moment in their hearts, the pain of losing their loved ones has disappeared, and only emotion and pride remain. Crying was heard again in the square, but more people were moved to cry.

"Send the heroes on their way!"

As soon as Chen Shao's words fell, the salute rang out again. The surrounding soldiers also took up their weapons and shot into the sky. Mourning was once seen in the square, and the soldiers at the grave carefully placed the coffin into the pit.

With the first handful of soil filled, all the soldiers, including Jiang Baili, took off their hats and saluted. In their hearts, such actions could not express their mood at the moment, recalling the usual laughter and laughter of these soldiers, remembering the bits and pieces of training together, and remembering the experience of going from death to life together on the battlefield. A heavy feeling that ordinary people can't understand. In the face of comrades-in-arms who are crawling and fighting together on the training ground, and in the face of comrades-in-arms who can block each other's guns on the battlefield, it is better to be not a brother than a brother. Now it is eternally separated, and in the deep pain, there is more hatred for the enemy.

The whole funeral lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, during which Chen Shao, Xie Yuxin and others also greeted each of their relatives with cold and warmth, and everyone was very moved by the soaked clothes and rain.

Whether it is Chen Shao's contrivance or true feelings, this martyr's funeral made everyone feel warm in their hearts, with such a motherland and such a leader, we have nothing to say. All the sorrow is now gone.

In the afternoon, Chen Shao and his entourage came to the ** Square in Beiping, and the Monument to Chinese Heroes had been completed. History will also remember this moment, Chen Shao unveiled the red cloth on the monument, and the monument was officially opened for the Chinese people to pay respects to.

This monument was built by Chen Shao based on the monument to the people's heroes of later generations, and the materials are the same, and the location and shape are completely similar. The construction of the monument not only gathered all the skilled craftsmen, but also the collection of stone monuments and stones was quite grand. The monument is made of 17,000 pieces of granite and white marble. The monument is the most important stone in the construction of the monument, and it is also an extremely rare complete granite in the history of Chinese architecture, with a stone billet of 14.4 meters long, 2.72 meters wide, 3 meters thick, and weighing more than 320 tons.

Like later generations, Chen Shao spent three months working day and night with more than 20,000 Japanese prisoners to get this granite, and finally mined and transported the stone to Beiping, during which he spent a lot of money, comparable to the military expenses of the two wars.

The front of the stele body is engraved with the inscription "National Heroes Are Immortal" with eight gilt characters. The two sides of the monument are decorated with relief garlands composed of golden dragons, pines and cypresses and flags, symbolizing the great spirit of national heroes for eternity.

(To be continued)