Early in the morning, the entire training class students got on several Coasters and arrived at the foot of Martyrs Mountain.
The reason why Martyrs Mountain is called this is because the Jiangzhou Martyrs Cemetery stands on the top of the mountain, and there is a monument on the tree.
That year, under the command of the Communist Party of China, a million-strong army crossed the Yangtze River.
When the army arrived in Jiangzhou, they built such an immortal monument to commemorate the countless heroes who sacrificed their precious lives for the revolution and liberation struggle.
In Jiangzhou, visiting the Martyrs Mountain to pay homage to the heroes is the best party day activity.
Of course, many of the students have been here more than once.
Liang Jiangtao came here several times when he was in college.
The mountain is not high, but it takes more than an hour to climb up.
The students were all dressed in sportswear and seemed to have become much younger.
Everyone talked while climbing, releasing energy wantonly.
"I was thinking about climbing the mountain yesterday, but I was so excited that I didn't sleep well!" Lin Muxue said with a smile.
She wore a blue pOlO on the upper body and white shorts on the lower body, revealing a pair of slender white legs. She wore an MLB hat and her beautiful long hair was tied into a ponytail, sticking out from the hole in the back of the hat.
The whole person looked extremely youthful and beautiful.
"This is spring outing syndrome!" Liang Jiangtao said.
"What?"
"Spring Outing Syndrome! All elementary school students get it before spring outing."
This "disease" is an Internet joke of later generations, but it is very vivid.
Lin Muxue reacted and burst into laughter.
She has experienced Liang Jiangtao's humor more than once.
At first everyone climbed faster, but differences soon emerged.
Many people were far behind.
Climbing a mountain is a comprehensive exercise that consumes almost all major muscle groups in the body and consumes a lot of energy.
Some older people just can't bear it.
This is especially true for fat people like Zhang Wenxiong. They are at the extreme point of exercise and have to take a break after climbing a few steps.
Young people like Liang Jiangtao and Lin Muxue laughed and marched in the morning sun. They were the first to climb to the top of the mountain and had a good tour of the northern summer scenery.
Especially Liang Jiangtao and Yang Siyuan, they seemed to be effortless and at ease.
This is the benefit of year-round exercise.
Lin Muxue looked at the two of them. The exposed arms outside the sports vest showed clear muscle lines, full of masculine power.
Suddenly he felt a little shaken.
What's wrong with you?
Strange thoughts, go away, go away!
Liang Jiangtao felt slightly sweaty and comfortable.
Exercising in the morning is so refreshing!
Fortunately, the mountain is not high, and students are gradually coming up.
Including Zhang Wenxiong, although he seemed to have lost half his life, panting like an ox and holding his knees with his hands, he climbed up on his own. It was really a difficult victory.
In fact, this is also an on-site education. Think about the Red Army's Long March, walking through 25,000 miles of snow-capped mountains and grasslands, and only waiting for thousands of rivers and mountains. After the three armies passed by, they were all happy. What kind of state was that?
After the body is tortured to the limit, powerful spiritual power will burst out!
The on-site staff directed the formation to stand facing the Martyrs Monument. Two tall men, Liang Jiangtao and Yang Siyuan, held up a party flag.
The sun was already blazing, but everyone stood neatly and solemnly.
The staff first explained the background of the Martyrs Monument.
Then pay attention!
Then came the flower baskets.
Finally, the general convener Sheng Hua led everyone to review the oath of joining the party.
"I volunteer to join the Communist Party of China, support the party's program, abide by the party's charter, fulfill the obligations of a party member, implement the party's decisions, strictly abide by the party's disciplines, the secrets of the conservative party, be loyal to the party, work actively, and strive for communism throughout my life, at any time Be prepared to sacrifice everything for the party and the people and never betray the party..."
Everyone recited in unison, their voices loud and clear, resounding throughout the sky, deafening and enlightening!
Liang Jiangtao felt proud in his heart!
This is the party. She led the Chinese nation and the Chinese people to wash away a century of humiliation, established the People's Republic of China, and truly stood up!
Although the event was solemn, it was very brief. After the event, everyone went down the mountain on their own, but by taking another route.
This is a tourist route with more beautiful scenery.
There are also several tourist attractions that you can visit if you are interested.
Zhang Wenxiong stood on the top of the mountain, full of pride, and suddenly recited a poem: "The mountains are high and the water is long and green, and the peaks are undulating and flying like clouds. The pines and cypresses are towering in the sky, and the yao grass is full of flowers in the forest. The mountains and valleys are green all over the ground, and the canyons are deep. The aura inspires you. When you climb up and take a look, your heart will be filled with joy, and your ambition will spread its wings and fly!"
When everyone heard this poem, it seemed that it was not bad, and it was about singing about mountains. It was very suitable for the occasion, and some people immediately clapped their hands and applauded.
Zhang Wenxiong's face was flushed, he felt hearty and relieved a lot.
After he finished reciting, he glanced at Liang Jiangtao provocatively.
It was obvious that he wanted to fight poetry.
If he wrote this on the spot, it shows that he is indeed a quick writer and a good poet.
It seems that he was not completely convinced during the last midnight snack.
Zhang Wenxiong is a person who has fought against many defeats and is not someone who gives in easily.
Several newcomers to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee knew about this "grievance situation" and looked at Liang Jiangtao to see how he would respond.
Liang Jiangtao smiled faintly. Poetry was not his specialty. He would not use his own shortcomings to attack others' strengths, but he would not shy away from Zhang Wenxiong's provocation.
Use your strength to fight!
Zhang Wenxiong is no match for him at all, and he can resolve his provocation without destroying him.
Liang Jiangtao paused and recited loudly: "Mountain, the horse is riding fast and has not even got off the saddle. Looking back in shock, it is three feet and three feet away from the sky. Mountain, the sea is turning over the river, and the huge waves are rolling. It is galloping, and the battle of thousands of horses is still vigorous. Mountain, thorn The blue sky is broken and the hoe is not broken. The sky is about to fall, so I rely on it to hold on to it."
He was already full of Qi. After climbing the mountain just now, the Qi and blood in his whole body were mobilized, just like the turbulent waves of a great river. At this time, he exerted force in his abdomen and chanted with all his strength. It was like a rainbow of Qi.
This poem is the great man's "Sixteen Character Order", which is a collection of three small orders with the same theme. It describes the mountains on the Long March. The pattern is grand and majestic, and the charm is natural. The mountain's shape and character express the necessity of revolution. Wins faith!
At this time, they were on Martyrs Mountain, and it was also a party day event. This little order can be said to be both appropriate and timely!
At the same time, we also pay tribute to the great man!
No matter the poem, the meaning or the emotion!
"Okay!" Shenghua took the lead in applauding.
Everyone clapped and felt good from the bottom of their hearts.
Feel inspired!
This poem is just right for this situation and this scene!
Although Zhang Wenxiong's poems are good, compared with the masterpieces of great men, they are like an insect compared to an eagle, or a firefly compared to the bright moon. There is no comparison at all, and they can only feel ashamed.
Liang Jiangtao completely overwhelmed Zhang Wenxiong and once again became the center of the "stage".
Zhang Wenxiong was unhappy.
Unexpectedly, Liang Jiangtao was so ignorant of martial ethics that he directly used the poems of great men to suppress him.
He will do anything to get the limelight!
But this was not a formal game, and there were no rules. It was all impromptu, and he had no place to reason.
"Humph, why are you so arrogant? Senior brother's poems are his own creations, but you recite poems by great men. What kind of skill is this? Make a judgment!" Lu Na said displeasedly.
Liang Jiangtao was too lazy to chat with her, so he turned around and left.
Lin Muxue and the others followed them with smiles, and no one paid any attention to Zhang Wenxiong and Lu Na.
"You..." Lu Na wanted to say more, but was stopped by Zhang Wenxiong: "Let them go, in my opinion, Liang Jiangtao can't write poetry, it's enough to find out his details. The poem he wrote that night was probably just a fluke, or he might have read it on the Internet. There are indeed many talents on the Internet now, and they should not be underestimated. However, although this person is not high-level, he has a quick mind and a thick skin. He is a difficult person. The opponent who is entangled must take his time."
"Hmph, real gold is not afraid of fire. If he pretends to be a false phoenix and fake a phoenix, his secret will be exposed sooner or later. You must not let him be arrogant again, senior brother!" Lu Na said.
Luna’s portrait, for you who are reading right now
"Don't worry, I know it well, he won't be able to survive for a few days!" Zhang Wenxiong said gloomily.
"It's easier to go up the mountain than to go down. We have to go slow. Going down the mountain is the easiest way to hurt your knees." Sheng Hua said to another older minister.
"Minister Sheng, if you walk sideways and in a zigzag pattern, the pressure on your knees will be much less."
Yang Siyuan studied sports science and taught the older ministers scientific methods of going down the mountain.
"Well, this method is good. Thank you, Xiao Yang!" Sheng Hua said.
Everyone walked slowly, looking at the green scenery all over the mountains and fields, and felt relaxed and happy.
There are many temples and Taoist temples along this route, and many people come to offer incense.
Some students also go in for sightseeing. There is nothing taboo about this. Religious places are legal places, and general visits and exchanges between party members and cadres are completely in line with party discipline.
Liang Jiangtao and the others came to a temple called "Chanxing Temple" and saw a couplet hanging outside:
The drums in the evening and the bells in the morning wake up the rich and famous in the world; the sound of the Buddha's name in the sutra brings back the charming dreams of the sea of suffering.
Although there are only two short sentences, it contains a huge amount of information, profound artistic conception, thought-provoking and enlightening.
Many people stopped to watch and said yes.
"Humph, it's just some mysterious feudal superstition!"
Zhang Wenxiong said coldly.
He didn't know what was wrong, but he said such words in front of a Buddhist temple to show that his understanding was profound and unique.
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. There are many things you just don't understand."
A middle-aged lady frowned and said after hearing Zhang Wenxiong's words. She has a graceful and elegant temperament, gentle and elegant, and looks like she is in her 50s.
There was also a girl of fifteen or sixteen with pigtails beside her.
Liang Jiangtao couldn't help but take a closer look. In this era, there weren't many people with dreadlocks.
Zhang Wenxiong was stunned, and when he saw that even an old aunt could educate him, he sneered disdainfully and said: "If these things are useful, then how could the powerful ships and guns of the West open the gates of the Qing Dynasty's backward country?"
The middle-aged lady sighed and shook her head, but she was well-trained and didn't say much.
Liang Jiangtao couldn't stand Zhang Wenxiong's arrogance and said loudly: "A big belly can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world. You can smile when you are cheerful and laugh at the ridiculous people in the world! Buddha saves those who are destined to be together. Auntie, you don't have to worry about other people's ignorance. .”
The middle-aged lady saw a tall, good-looking young man comforting her, smiled and nodded, and she felt good in her heart.
"you……"
Zhang Wenxiong was furious and was about to argue back, but Liang Jiangtao was already striding down the mountain...
I could only follow him angrily.
After Liang Jiangtao and the others left, a tall young man walked towards the middle-aged lady and said respectfully: "President, the leading comrades of the Central Committee of Democratic National Construction Association have got off the plane. The comrades from the reception office have received them. Go directly to Nanhu Hotel. Zhao The secretary has also passed, and we can get ready to go."
The middle-aged lady nodded and said, "Which unit do those young people from just now belong to?"
The young man said: "I'm from the Organization Department, here to hold party day activities."
The middle-aged lady smiled and said, "Interesting."
He turned to the girl with dreadlocks and said: "Doudou, grandma is going to a meeting. I asked Xiao Xu to accompany you for a walk. You have been abroad for several years. Jiangzhou has changed a lot now. I'm afraid you don't recognize it." ”
"Grandma, no, I've only been away for a long time. There are a lot of classmates and friends in Jiangzhou. We agreed to have a high today! You don't have to worry about me!" the girl said with a smile.
"Don't come back too late!" the lady said fondly.
"Know it!"
