The Little Red Army on Horseback is a widely told story in China about the steadfast will and selflessness of a young Red Army during the Red Army's Long March. This story highlights the great qualities of the officers and men of the Red Army, especially the younger generation of revolutionaries, who are not afraid of difficulties and are loyal to the revolutionary cause.
At the time of the Long March, it was the season of rain and snow. The sun has long since set in the west. Chen Geng saw a small Red Army straggling on the march. This little fellow, who seemed to be no more than twelve years old, had a Sichuan accent, a round face, a pair of big eyes, two thin lips, a slightly upturned nose, and a pair of broken straw sandals, green and red from the cold, and was slowly walking forward.
Chen Geng approached him and said, "Little ghost, come and ride for a while." ”
The little ghost took out a nonchalant look, stared at Chen Geng's bearded thin face, smiled slightly and said, "Old comrade, my physical strength is much stronger than yours, you can ride on it quickly." ”
Chen Geng said in a commanding tone: "Go up, ride a section and talk about it!."”
The imp said in a stubborn tone, "If you want me to race with your horse, then let's have a match." The imp straightened his waist and made a posture ready to run.
Well, let's go together. ”
You go first, and I'll walk slowly, waiting for my companion. ”
Chen Geng was helpless, took out a small packet of barley noodles from his body, handed it to the little ghost and said, "You eat it." ”
The little ghost pulled the pocket of dry food on his body, patted it gently, and said, "Look, there are more bulging ones than yours." ”
Chen Geng was finally persuaded by this little ghost, so he had to climb on horseback and walk forward alone. For some reason, Chen Geng's mood was always calm at this time. In his mind, a series of children's shadows appeared. From the beach in Shanghai, along the streets of Guangzhou to the Hong Kong wharf, the dolls he dealt with all came to his eyes.
As he walked, Chen Geng suddenly shouted: "No, that little Red Army deceived me!."He turned the horse's head, kicked it hard, and ran back the way he came.
Chen Geng has rich experience in revolutionary practice, and his sudden shout was because he understood that the Little Red Army had actually reached the end of its life. He spoke to Chen Geng in a joking tone, in fact, to comfort the chief's heart, and did not want to drag down the chief who was also exhausted.
When Chen Geng found this little ghost, it was too late.
When Chen Geng picked up the little ghost on horseback, a hard object touched his left hand. He looked out and saw that it was the bulging bag of dry food of the little ghost, and there was only a blackened ox knee bone in it, and there were still a few tooth marks on it.
Chen Gengquan understood. But by this time, the imp had stopped breathing.
Chen Geng hugged the already cold body of the little ghost with one hand, and gave himself a mouth fiercely with the other: "Chen Geng, Chen Geng!."You big idiot, how can you be worthy of the little class brother like this!”
This short story reflects the hardships of the Red Army's Long March, and also shows the perseverance of the young Red Army soldiers and their loyalty and sacrifice to the revolutionary cause. Such stories have been widely praised in China and have become a typical case of educating future generations, reflecting the original intention and mission of the Communists, that is, to seek happiness for the people and rejuvenation for the nation. Through such stories, we can understand that the Long March is not only a piece of history, but also a spirit, a revolutionary spirit that is not afraid of difficulties and moves forward bravely.