Written by Shao Xiaobing
Childhood memories are often vague and superficial, but the things that can be remembered are very profound, why some people can forget some experiences in early childhood, because it deeply touches the soul and remains in the heart. It is true that as the years go by and the years go by, many of the past have become obscure and faint, but there is a special part of my childhood that is embedded in my brain like a knife and axe, which melts into my blood, remembers it in my heart, and will never forget it. It was on a particular occasion that I met the Great Leader***
In the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, it is not easy to witness the true face of his old man when he is alive, and it is a wish and expectation that many people can meet but cannot seek. What eyes are in the sky!I fulfilled my dream of meeting ***, and I saw him up close.
October 1, 1969 was the day of the 20th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. But the most striking event was Beijing's National Day celebrations. At that time, the 38th Division of the 113th Army accepted the much-anticipated military parade mission.
In order to accomplish this glorious and arduous mission, the reference unit came to Beijing for training a few months in advance. In this regard, the army set up a training guidance group, led by a military chief, because my father participated in the military parade in Beijing's Tiananmen Square on the 10 th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China during his study at the Nanjing Military Academy, and he had a certain foundation of queue training and experience in military parades, so he led the queue staff officers and the queue instructors of the military training team in the department to assist and guide the training of the 113th Division almost together with the parade troops.
One day in late September, my mom and I also came to Beijing, saying that we were going to participate in **"Eleven"The fireworks show was held in Tiananmen Square in the evening, when we were staying in Building 86 of the compound of the Beijing Military Region.
On the afternoon of the day before the National Day, my father, who rarely showed up, came back and said to my mother: He got a ticket on the National Day viewing platform, and it was possible to see *** and let her go ** up close. And especially emphasized, you can't take small children with you. As soon as I heard it, I was not happy, crying and crying, noisy, I had to go, and I had the momentum to not stop if I didn't see ***. My mother's face was embarrassed, I didn't know what to do, and my father was helpless and kept persuading. Seeing that I was crying unrelentingly, my father and my mother whispered a few words, and hurried out of the room. After a while, he came back with a smile and said happily: I called my classmate, he agreed, you take Xiaomao (nickname) to go. He patted my head again, and repeatedly told me: Listen to my mother, don't run around ......
Celebration of the 20th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.
My father's classmate was Tian Zhankui, who was the deputy commander of the 1st Guard Division of the Beijing Garrison at that time (he became the division commander half a year later), he was transferred to Beijing from the 40th Army, and he was a classmate of my father at the Nanjing Military Academy. During their time at school, the two people had similar interests, had the same views, and helped each other"The troops of the "Four Fields" are very good classmates and close friends, and they have not broken contact for many years after graduation.
Children's joys, sorrows, and hobbies are not unrelated to their surroundings and the behavior of adults. At that time, the reverence and love of the people of the whole country for *** was unprecedentedly high, and the streets and alleys could be seen everywhere with *** images and hands"The Ruby Book"The slogan of **Long Live was the loudest and fashionable voice of that era. After many years of hearing and seeing, my young heart has been deeply affected and edified, and I feel that it is the happiest thing to be able to see ***.
That night I was so excited that I didn't sleep well, I was dazed and I didn't sleep, I was always afraid that I would oversleep, and I was afraid that my mother would sneak away and leave me alone.
Early the next morning, we got up and a Beijing jeep dragged my mother and me towards Tiananmen Square through the morning fog and in the dawn. Colorful flags fluttered on the streets of Chang'an, Beijing during the festival, cars and people came and went, and the troops and the masses of people who were ready to participate in the parade began to assemble. We followed a convoy all the way to Zhongshan Park next to Tiananmen Square, and after getting off the bus, we entered the park. I don't think there are too many people in the park, and some people sit on chairs in the park to rest and talk.
After dawn, people began to move in the direction of Tiananmen Square, and my mother followed me with one hand and a net bag with fruit, bread and soft drinks in the other. I noticed that many people looked at us with strange expressions, and in their eyes, it seemed that we did not look like spectators, but like tourists who came out on a trip, and that these two people, one big and one small, were already eye-catching, and the things they were holding were not quite right with the atmosphere at that time.
After walking a short distance, two men in plain clothes stopped us, looked our vouchers, looked up and down, and let us go. But when we were about to cross the gate of Zhongshan Park to Tiananmen Square, suddenly, several soldiers surrounded us, they looked at us vigilantly, holding the gift certificate and checking it again and again, and one of them asked my mother: Where did you get your gift certificate?My mom replied: Yes. Who sent it?He pressed again. My mom was silent. A few people surrounded us and didn't let us go, and another ran to report. After a while, an older soldier came, presumably a leader, and he said solemnly: take them to the command post.
I vividly remember that we were taken to a room downstairs in Tiananmen Square. The light of the room is dark, there are about 30 square meters, a few tables and chairs are placed in the middle, a few ** are placed on the table, there seems to be a radio station, and a large map is hung on the wall. People are coming and going, busy and busy, a tense and busy scene.
After sitting down, that"Official"At the beginning of the questioning, he asked my mother in a serious tone: Where did you get your ticket?This kind of ticket is not available to anyone. My mom still replied: Yes. Who gave it to you?You have to make it clear, or you can't get out of here. He sat across from us, his face gloomy and his attitude majestic. I was so frightened that I grabbed my mother's arm, and I couldn't breathe, I was terrified.
After a while, my mother said softly: "My lover gave me the ticket." What does your husband do?Where do you work?He continued. He's also in the army, so I don't know what he's doing. My mom replied reluctantly. I still admire my mother's performance, she is not panicked, she responds calmly, she is neither humble nor arrogant, maybe she was a soldier and has experienced war.
What unit is your husband from?What's the name?What position?He pressed again. My mother said slowly: They are from Unit 4800 (code name of the 38th Army), and they came to Beijing to be reviewed, and I don't know anything else. Later, I asked my mother, why didn't I say my father's name, Master WadaShe replied: Say that your father is fine, but you must not mention Master Tian, for fear that it will not affect him well.
I don't know how long it took, but there were already a lot of people outside who climbed Tiananmen Square and the viewing platform. In the midst of the stalemate, one of the people hurriedly walked in and took that"Official"Called out. A few minutes later, he came back, his face softened a lot, and he smiled and said: I have figured it out, who gave you the ticket, and we know who your lover is.
He continued: Your ticket for the ceremony is Red Ertai, it is not easy for people to have this kind of ticket, and you have a child, we can't help but doubt it. After speaking, he asked people to bring a military satchel and let us put the food in the net bag, and he said kindly: It doesn't look good to carry the net bag, so put it in the satchel. Then he had a soldier take us to the entrance of the viewing platform. Until now, I don't understand how they know our identity, because I don't have an impression of what the gift certificate looks like, maybe there is a ticket number on it, so people can find out the issuing unit.
Later, I figured out that there are seven viewing platforms on the east and west sides of the Tiananmen Tower, because they are the same color as Tiananmen Square, and the stands in front of the red platform are called gray platforms. Our viewing voucher is the Red Ertai in the west, which is more than ten meters away from the platform on the top of Tiananmen Square, and is an excellent location for military parades, mass parades and leaders on the city tower.
October is the most comfortable season of the year in Beijing, with red flowers and green willows and a pleasant climate. "Eleven"On this day, the capital Beijing has a blue sky, blue sky and white clouds, wind and sunshine, the sun is no longer red, and the softness shows warmth. At this moment, Tiananmen Square was crowded with people, lively and lively, and cheers resounded in the sky. The stand I was in was full of spectators, including workers, peasants, representatives of the People's Liberation Army and other industries, including many people wearing ethnic minority costumes.
I can't remember many details of the parade and the mass parade, but I remember my mother pointing to a rolling procession and saying, "This is our 38th Army." Watch them hold their heads high and row neatly.
First, the heroic momentum of holding high the red flag and striding forward is really touching and shocking.
After the parade, the square suddenly became lively, and people's eyes turned to the Tiananmen Tower. According to the traditions and habits of the past, the leaders have a link to meet with representatives from all walks of life on the viewing platform. It is usually a walk along the upstairs passageway, east and west, waving to everyone. The people on the viewing platform looked at the tower, excited and eager.
Suddenly, someone shouted: **Come here!In an instant, the slogan of ** Long Live shook the earth, people jumped and shouted, waving the quotation book, and many people burst into tears and were emotional. Because I was short and couldn't see the people above, I was so anxious that I was yelling, my mother was weak and couldn't lift me, and a representative of the People's Liberation Army next to me carried me on my shoulders without hesitation, and invisibly, I became the tallest person.
**Slowly walked to our side, he was not wearing a military uniform, wearing a gray tunic suit, behind him was Lin Shuai, and the other **leading comrades were a little farther away. He smiled and looked down at everyone, clapping and waving to the crowd below. From my position to his old man's house is only a dozen meters away, so his expression and every move is very clear, looking up at the real, like a dream appeared *** Everyone is very excited, no words can describe the scene at that time, this scene is too precious, let me never forget!Wait here for a few minutes, then go ...... the other direction
As for how we left the Tiananmen viewing platform, I don't have a trace of the impression, but I remember that the troops of the military parade and some children of the 38th Army gathered near the national flag pole in Tiananmen Square that night, ** fireworks display. Many of them took binoculars to look at Tiananmen Square, because *** and other leaders also attended the evening's event. Some people say that they have seen ***, and some say that they can't see clearly, and I also took the telescope and looked at it for a while, to be honest, I really can't tell the difference.
Time flies, time flies, seeing *** this past, more than 50 years have passed, and the ignorant children at that time have now reached their twilight years. I think that no matter how society develops and how the times change, the glorious image of ** will always live in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, and his noble spirit and great ideas will influence generation after generation of Chinese!
I would like to commemorate the 130th anniversary of the birth of *** with this article.
"Sidenote".
Maybe it's because I like table tennis, and I have gone to Beijing alone several times to watch the game, such as Asia, Asia, Africa and Latin America and some table tennis friendly invitational tournaments. At that time, the 1st Guard Division was responsible for the security tasks of the competition venue, and I clearly remember that the XX row of the Capital Gymnasium was full of guard tickets, so I also became a frequent visitor to the guest house of the 1st Guard Division, and I was very impressed by this small building with several floors.
In November 1971, the Asian Table Tennis Invitational Tournament was held in Beijing, and I went to Beijing again**, and I still stayed in the guest house of the First Guard Division. What made me wonder this time was that the guest house, which used to be bustling and full of people, seemed deserted and empty, and the whole building seemed to be inhabited by an outsider and a staff officer who accompanied me. Children love to move, when it's okay, I want to run upstairs and downstairs to play, but this time I just ran upstairs, I found a table at the staircase on the third floor, two soldiers with belts sitting there, they saw me, immediately stood up, nervous expressions let me leave immediately, the attitude was quite stern, their actions, let me be scared and puzzled, I don't know what is going on.
After watching the game, my father picked me up and took me back to Baoding, and Master Tian came to see me off. They talked in a low voice for a while, because I was small, and they didn't talk behind my back, so Master Tian pointed his finger above his head and whispered: ** daughter Lin Doudou is upstairs. After hearing this, I was taken aback, I didn't expect that I was so close to this prominent figure, and it is estimated that many people, including the leaders of the upper echelons, did not know that she lived here. I know"Forest"The accident happened in late September, and one day my father mysteriously said to my mother: ** Something big happened again, an important person fell and died. My mom asked: Who?My dad only said one word: Lin. So I was very surprised to hear that Lin Doudou lived upstairs!
The author took a group photo with Lin Doudou's eldest sister.
It's no wonder that the questions about Lin Shuai at that time and"9.13"The documents of the incident have not yet been released, and the vast majority of people do not yet know that an earth-shattering event has occurred. However, the news of the accident has spread within a certain range, and many people know about it, and as far as I know, many people in the division and the children know about it. At the same time, the troops began to prepare for war urgently, and air-raid shelters began to be dug in front of and behind the houses of our houses, and the tense atmosphere for the war was very strong. The news of the war has made some people psychologically unbalanced and afraid of being affected, and my neighbor, Director Wang's father-in-law, is an example, he hanged himself on the grape trellis in front of our house (I heard that he was afraid of the war and was scared to find a short), which is really emotional and miserable. I remember these things very well.
Tian Zhankui is the division commander.
Uncle Tian Zhankui was a veteran revolutionary who participated in the Eighth Route Army during the Anti-Japanese War, and was a leader who was loyal to the party, conscientious in his work, and had a strong sense of responsibilityIn turbulent times, he had a special mission, an important position, and arduous tasks. He resolutely carried out the instructions of the leaders of the first and higher authorities, and brilliantly completed the security tasks of important targets and the safety and security work of major activities, and was praised by the leaders of the Military Commission and the head of the garrison on many occasions, and the cadres and soldiers of the First Guard Division respected, trusted, and supported him.
Cultural Revolution"After the incident, Division Commander Tian Zhankui, like Wu Zhong, former commander of the Beijing Garrison (then deputy commander of the Guangzhou Military Region), and other commanders of the garrison, were subjected to strict scrutiny, and many unwarranted hats were buttoned up, and they were treated unfairly.
Uncle Tian Zhankui was uncompromising, argued on the basis of reason, and had a clear-cut attitude toward the untruths imposed on him, and he emphasized in a righteous and stern manner: The guard units are not members of the task force, they have not been veteran cadres, and they have not suppressed the masses, their mission is to protect the safety of the chiefs and guard targets, and they carry out the orders and ...... of their superiors.
**Before the memorial meeting, the heads of some divisions (regiments) of the 1st Guard Division took a group photo, and the fifth from the left in the front row was the division commander Tian Zhankui.
**When the chairman left office, he and his wife took a group photo with the security soldiers.
In the end, it was concluded that all tasks and actions were well documented, that the procedures were compliant, that the requirements were met, and that there was not a single question of self-determination. However, due to various reasons, his progress and development have also been greatly affected, and he was first assigned to a military as deputy chief of staff, and later, under the care and concern of the head of the Central Military Commission and the General Headquarters, he was appointed vice president (deputy military position) of the Shijiazhuang Army Academy.
My father and Uncle Tian have always been in touch, they support each other, encourage each other, comfort each other, and move around a lot, showing a deep and consistent friendship. After I changed jobs, I also visited his home many times. From him, I learned the truth of many things and his excellent qualities of infinite loyalty to the party, strict observance of organizational discipline, and clear distinction between hatred and love.
In March 2006, Uncle Tian Zhankui passed away, and he passed away at the age of 81
A recent photo of the author, Shao Xiaobing.