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"The latest headline of the Yasukuni Daily: Xu Qi, a Han writer of the Shimada family, passed away, and before leaving, Mr. Xu's work "After the Light" was released.

"It was also a year of great drought, and the earth was like a furnace full of cracks, and the dogs on the ground were dried by the scorching sun, and their feet were broken to pieces when they were stepped on...... At that time, country C was in the midst of a civil war for many years, and it was the war that was manipulated by the Western political bloc to overthrow the C-party regime.

Our village was abandoned, there was nothing left to eat, and Yara went to eat hay and leaves, oh, Yara is my little sister, just sensible, with big eyes...... She went to eat hay and leaves...... "Ita's voice was flat and monotonous, like an early voice software reading a text file," and she ate so puffy that her bowels were clogged...... That night, she had something in her mouth and her teeth clicking, and I asked her what she was holding. She said she was eating sugar...... She had eaten only a piece of candy before, which had been given to her a Soviet adviser who had come to the village a year earlier to recruit partisans.

I saw a stream of blood coming out of her mouth, and I opened her mouth to see that Yara was not holding a lump of sugar, but an arrowhead, an arrow coated with arsenic, an arrow to shoot wild beasts.

At last she said to me, "Yara is uncomfortable, Yara doesn't want to live anymore, and after Yara died, my brother ate Yara, and then my brother went to the city, and I heard that there was food there...... I still remember the moon that night, rising from the end of the arid earth, dimly red...... I didn't eat my little sister, but that year in the village, there was indeed a cannibalism, and some old people made a will to let the children eat ...... after starvation."

At this time, Karina pointed to the door of an antique shop, "There, my grandfather died there." ”

"But it doesn't seem like there's been an air raid."

"I'm talking about 20 years ago, when I was four years old. It was so cold that winter. The heating stopped, the room froze, and I had to hold the TV to keep warm, listening to the new emperor promise a warm winter to the Chinese people in my arms.

I cried and cried out for cold, shouted for hunger, and my grandfather looked at me silently, and finally made up his mind, took out his treasured medal, and walked out with me to come here.

At that time, it was a free market, and people sold everything from Moutai to political views.

An American fell in love with his grandfather's medal, but was only willing to pay forty dollars. He said that the Order of the Red Banner and the Order of the Red Star were not worth much, but if there was a family plan, the medal could not be reversed, and he was willing to pay $100; The Order of Glory, 150, the Order of the Road to Revival, 200, the Order of the Refined-Original Intention, 250, the most valuable Medal of Victory, of course, you can't have it, it is only awarded to the marshal, but the Order of Suvorov is also worth 450 dollars......

Grandpa walked away silently. We walked along the cold people's road, and then my grandfather couldn't walk, and it was getting dark, so he sat weakly on the steps of the antique shop and asked me to go home first.

The next day he was found frozen to death, with one hand in his arms, holding the medal he had bought with his blood, and looking with wide eyes at the city he had saved from the Japanese tanks more than seventy years ago......"

"The first people who died on the street were the people who went to the streets after the debt collection group of the eight countries entered the city and shouted Long live country C, long live party doctrine, defeat the Western powers, and victory belongs to the people, and their bodies were crushed into pieces by tanks after being visited by bullets. Those people still believe in their chairman and prime minister, their leadership, and plan a better tomorrow for them until they die, but they die at the hands of those who once shouted slogans with them, which is the most ridiculous-------- someone led the way for mechanized tank groups! ”

"History is really repeating itself, everything is like what is written in the history books, they are looting and smashing our things, burning, killing and looting everywhere, what about our army, where have they gone?"

"Kids, I'm going to get into the frame, I wish there was a frame. Don't cry for me, that's meaningless, we have to believe in the party, believe in our army, and even more believe that there is still a dawn! ”

The above is the literature collected by Mr. Xu Qi, let us pay tribute to Mr. Xu again. The following are some of Mr. Xu's views.

"I used to live at the bottom of the ladder, where people didn't enjoy freedom, where people lived in the traps laid by the rulers, where the government took their wealth with ease, and ironically, they were still maintaining their government. I never even had any hope that country C would be in that war, because such a nation that had lost its combat effectiveness was not worthy of my pride or defense. Before the war, I wanted to spread my opinion and get more people to wake up. But they all thought of me as a psychopath. I could only hide in the corner and watch the social machine collapse. At the beginning of the war, many people's first reaction was how this could happen. Society was collapsing, and I stood on the rooftop, watching the ant-like crowds scatter for their lives, and a few of them might think of my advice and regret it, but it was too late. The angels who once sang the praises of the light will forever become slaves to the darkness. Later, the whole society seemed to have given up resistance, and people began to become like primitive people. After the shutdown of industry, these prey, which are hiding under the protection of reinforced concrete, no longer know how to survive. ”

Everyone, it's useless to talk too much, I can only tell you, until then, yes! Many! Think!