New Year's Day 2007, Lijia Village, Xinyang, Henan.

Old man Li walked like a fly through the small dirt road in the north of the village and turned onto the main road, and when reporter Xiao Fang and photographer Xiao Qi caught up breathlessly, the old man was already walking back.

"Uncle Li, your legs and feet are really neat."

"yes, I can't believe you're in your nineties."

Reporter Xiao Fang and photographer Xiao Qi are all admired, the old man's body is awesome, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have dared to believe that the old man was eighty-eight years old this year.

"I'm old, I want to put aside ten years ago, I can run two back and forth in one breath, you young people really lack exercise, I want to ...... when we were young" The old man said, his face showed a slight loneliness, but he didn't know whether he was missing the lost youth, or remembering what the past.

"Old man, tell us the story of the Battle of Songhu?"

Over the years, the party and the country have gradually begun to face up to the great contributions of the national army in the eight-year War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and more and more veterans of the national army have been unearthed for the deeds of the war of resistance, and these veterans of the national army who have shed their blood for the country and the nation have finally been able to correct their names.

Old Man Li is one of them, and he has participated in almost all frontal battles.

However, Xiao Fang has been here for several days, but Mr. Li has always been reluctant to mention the past, it is estimated that the unfair treatment he received in the early years has broken his heart, and he is unwilling to reveal the past before the heart knot is opened, Xiao Fang has no choice but to rush over early every morning to grind hard with the old man, today is the tenth day.

Old Man Li was silent again, he silently returned home, a simple small earthen house, the furnishings in the hut are very simple, except for a bed, a table and two chairs, there is only the box under the bed, Old Man Li lives alone, his wife has died more than ten years ago, and several children do not live with him.

Xiao Qi put down the camera and diligently went outside to boil water in the thatched hut that served as a kitchen.

Soon the water boiled, Xiao Qi made a cup of tea with boiling water, and Old Man Li suddenly sighed.

Xiao Fang and Xiao Qi couldn't help but exchange glances, and both of them looked a little excited, as if there was a play!

Sure enough, Old Man Li bent down and dragged the suitcase out from under the bed, then opened the lid and took out a haode wrap wrapped in a red cloth from the lower left corner, unraveling the red cloth layer by layer, but inside was a stack of yellowed diaries with paper shells, and the top diary was black and broken, as if it had been picked up from the fire.

The old man didn't speak, but handed the stack of diaries to Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang took it with some inexplicable mood, and then opened the top diary that was obviously burned by fire, to her surprise, there was a line of silk handwriting on the title page of the diary that was obviously from a woman - to my beloved, Li Zihan, Xiao Fang's heart trembled inexplicably, is there a poignant aiqing story in it?

Turning the first page again, what caught the eye was a vigorous and powerful note, which should be Uncle Li's.

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August 16, 26th year of the Republic of China (1937), Baoji, Shaanxi.

The company commander had just conveyed the order of the division headquarters, and the engineer company immediately assembled, went to the railway station to take the train, and was about to go to Shanghai to participate in the war...... Yuzhen my love, farewell.

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On the night of August 24, 26th year of the Republic of China, Shanghai, Anting.

When the car arrived at Shanghai Anting Station, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, the railway in front was blown up, and it was impossible to continue to go forward, so it could only get off at Anting Station, and the division headquarters telegraphed that the engineer company was split into platoons and assigned to each regiment to fight, and our 2nd platoon was assigned to the 306th Regiment of the head of Qiu Weida, and was stationed in the temporary headquarters of the 306th Regiment in Anting that night.

Yuzhen, I miss you so much, I really want to fly back to you desperately.

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August 28, 26th year of the Republic of China, Shanghai, Anting.

The baggage equipment of the 306th regiment has arrived, and the head of Qiu Weida ordered the whole regiment to pull out, it is said that he is going to Luodian, and he is about to fight to the death with the Japanese invaders, my heart is very nervous, and now I only hope that the war can go smoothly, as long as the war goes well, it will not be our turn to go to the battlefield, Yuzhen, you can rest assured, I will definitely return to Baoji alive.

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In the early morning of August 29, 26 years of the Republic of China, Shanghai, Wudoujing.

Our regiment has just won a big victory, killing six or seven hundred little devils, looking at the corpses of Japanese devils lying all over the ground, my heart is very excited, little Japan turned out to be nothing more than this, but I am very scared, because Simao and Hei Ergou were killed, I am afraid that I will become like them, if that happens, I will not be able to Zaijian Yuzhen.

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On the morning of August 30, 26 years of the Republic of China, Shanghai, Gu's house.

The news has already come back, more than 600 brothers in the 1st Battalion have all died in battle, and the battalion commander Liu Zhenwu has also been martyred, so that the artillery and tanks of the little Japanese are killed, and we are stepping up the modification of mines to deal with the Japanese tanks, the time is too tight, and the manpower is insufficient, so we can only write so much first...... The handwriting in this paragraph is sloppy, and there are large dirt stains on the page.

Xiao Fang felt like his chest was blocked by something, and he couldn't read it anymore, these diaries were very plain, and there were no empty slogans that were often promoted in theme dramas, some were just reluctant to give up their lovers and fear of death, but it was this real emotion that made people more touching, and it also made people feel the cruelty of war more truly.

"The battle of Gu's house, we fought really badly, it was too miserable......" Old man Li was also brought back to the flying gunpowder smoke of seventy years ago by Xiao Fang's voice, the explosion of the Japanese army's large-caliber shells exploded from his ears again, and the figures of comrades-in-arms who had been dead for many years also appeared in front of his eyes one by one, just like yesterday.

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"My bag, my bag......" Li Zihan woke up from a coma, reached out to touch his shoulder bag, didn't want to touch the air, and screamed like a pig at the moment, the bag was sewn by his mother when he was in college, and the diary in the shoulder bag was given by his first love Yuzhen.

"My bag, my bag......" The anxious Li Zihan let out a heart-rending wail like Grande who had lost all his treasures, and then jumped out of the trench desperately.

From time to time, high-speed rotating shrapnel swished and screamed past his ears, but Li Zihan was unconscious, just frantically rummaging around the position, his cheeks were scratched by sharp shrapnel so that blood flowed, and the hot scorched earth burned his fingers blistered and he didn't notice it, Li Zihan just frantically searched for his satchel.

"Zihan lie down, lie down!" The anxious roar of platoon commander Zhao Yan sounded behind him, but Li Zihan turned a deaf ear, he only had one thought in his mind now, that is, to find the satchel, which was the only relic left to him by his mother, and the diary in the satchel, which was a token of love given to him by Yuzhen.

"Boom!" Another grenade exploded dozens of meters away, and Li Zihan was swept to the ground by the air wave, but soon he miraculously turned over and got up, and continued to rummage in a wolf-like and gunsmoke-filled position.

Fortunately, the satchel only burned a hole, and the miscellaneous items contained in it were not lost, only the diary given by Yuzhen was scorched and the cover was burned.

Just when Li Zihan was rejoicing, he was suddenly thrown to the ground.

Then there was a bang, but when Li Zihan turned his head to look, it was the platoon commander Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan glared at the bull's eye and scolded: "What kind of nerves do you nerd?" Tell you to lie down, lie down, stuff your ears with donkey hair?! ”

Li Zihan smiled awkwardly, and when he looked at the entire battlefield again, he couldn't help but feel that the large-scale artillery bombardment of the Japanese army had ended, and only sporadic shelling was extending to the depth of the position of the 306th Regiment.

The forward-firing machine guns on the Japanese tanks were firing fiercely, and the scorching bullets were pouring like water, dragging out tracer lights in the black smoke, which looked beautiful, but in fact it was the scythe of death that harvested human lives, as long as it was swept by any of the tracers, it would be the end of bloody death.

When Zhao Yan and Li Zihan looked up, they saw that two Japanese tanks in front of them had already fallen into the anti-tank trench, and the tracks of the Japanese tanks were rapidly rolling upside down, rolling down a large amount of dirt, trying to fill the anti-tank trench and then break free from the trap.

Two tanks got stuck in the anti-tank trenches, and the remaining two Japanese tanks did not dare to move forward.

However, Japanese sappers soon came up and began to explore the front to determine if there were still camouflaged anti-tank trenches.

"Go back." Zhao Yan grabbed Li Zihan's neck and ran back, due to the rush of time, the anti-tank trench dug by the national army was only less than two meters deep, and it was impossible to trap the Japanese tanks for too long, so they had to quickly return to the position to detonate the anti-tank mines buried in the anti-tank trench in advance and blow up the two Japanese tanks.