The daughter of the martyrs, admitted to the military school that her father had studied

Author:Xilu Qiangjun Time:2022.08.08

Mingyue came out of the mountain, and the vast clouds. Welcome to the "Guanshan Yue" in Xilu Ye.

Recently, Meng Shiyan, the daughter of Martyr Meng Xiangbin, was admitted by the University of Information Engineering (formerly PLA Information Engineering University) after the college entrance examination, and would study and studied at the father's alma mater and dedicated youth to the barracks.

After receiving the admission notice, Meng Shiyan wrote a letter to his father, wrote down his thoughts about his father, wrote his own growth, and wrote down his expectations for the future.

The daughter of the martyrs, admitted to the military school that her father had studied

Author: Meng Shiyan anchor: Li Yi

Dear dad:

"The Xinghe in the sky turns, and the curtains of the world are drooping." Heaven and earth are the distance between you and me, as if you have never met. The night is falling, in terms of me, it is the closest to you.

At this moment, I want to tell you: Dad, I finally realize my childhood dream -admitted to your alma mater.

At 9:50 am on July 15th, when I opened the official website of the Zhejiang Education Examination Institute, when I saw that I was admitted to the University of Information Engineering of the Strategic Support Force, my mother stroked my head and said, "Congratulations, finally like it ..." I wiped out with tears while crying, and I was very sad because you couldn't witness with us. I said silently in my heart: "Dad, my daughter is admitted. I can finally be closer to you and closer."

Dad, some people have asked me over the years, do you remember you? I hope that you can exist in your mind. However, the reality is cruel. About your memory, my mind is almost blank.

During my three years from my birth to your sacrifice, we only lived together for 80 days. At that time, I was too young to remember all the things I lived with you. I hope I can remember what you look like again. When you call me the name, the intimate tone of the name, you look at the eyes I love, but everything is blurred, and I can't even remember it ... I can only rely on my mother's description The photo with you, pieces your voice and laughter, and restores the appearance of a father. But even if it is put together, it can only be stored in imagination. Those are not really dads!

Dad, daughter really miss you so much!

Dad, to be honest, even if I have understood your choices now, understand that you have no hesitation of that year, but on a certain night, when I think about the past, I can't help but "complain" you as a child. However, unlike when I was a kid, I "complained" you at that time, because I long for my father's love and your companionship. Now I "complain" you because I hope you can survive and help your mother. Mom is really not easy these years, she has carried the burden of the family with her weak shoulders. For 15 years, she has never dared to fall down and has been working hard to live a warm home for me.

I vaguely remembered that one day 8 years ago, my mother sorted out housework and carried the box and wanted to move on the shelf. With a bang, the unstoppable box fell down and hit her. Mom sighed softly and said, "How good your dad is!" This year's Mother's Day, I wrote a letter to my mother, hoping that she would "wait" me. She does more meaningful things together.

Dad, in the second year of the second day, I transferred to Jinhua, Zhejiang. On the way to school, I will pass the place where you sacrifice the sacrifice -Chengnan Bridge. Every time I passed, I was inexplicably sad. After being sentimental, I would also ask myself: If I was at the scene, I was my family, and the people persuaded them, and on the other hand, what would I choose? No matter how many times I thought about and how many times I have asked, the answer is always the same, and it is "can't".

As I get older, I gradually understand. Dad, in the 15 years of my growth, although I lack your company, your schoolmates and sisters have never forgotten me and my mother. Since the Spring Festival in 2008, your schoolmates and sisters have launched the "Love · Yuanhang" project. Every year, I come to visit me and my mother. From Wuhu, Anhui to Jinhua, Zhejiang, I have been with you.

Dad, in 2010, my mother and I came to your alma mater's original PLA Information Engineering University, leaving a "family portrait" in front of your statue. Dad, this is the first time I have gone to your alma mater, and it is the first time you took a group photo with you after you sacrificed. Later, I often looked at the album at home, counting the group photos of our family, and could be added together. Every time I see my parents with my parents, my mother and my mother shuttled in the crowd, and always inadvertently looking for a green military uniform.

When I passed the situation, I gradually grew up. I not only understood you, but also secretly told myself that I would learn from you and assume the responsibility of soldiers like you in the future. Although I am not as good as you now, I ca n’t recklessly like you. Every time I think about it, the admiration of admiration will spontaneous.

At the same time, I will also think about what to drive you to make that choice? Or, what kind of environment has created that kind of you? So, I want to go to your alma mater and find the answer. This answer may not be found in your alma mater, but I think it must be a good starting point.

Of course, the "road" of your alma mater is not smooth sailing. If you want to get your alma mater, you need to choose physics. I hesitated because physics is a subject that I am not good at. However, my heart was eager to defeat my fear. I have also been hesitant, confused, and doubted my original choice. Whenever I at this time, I always look up at the night sky, and the stars that suddenly appear in the night flashes. Somehow, I always feel that one of them must be you, you are encouraging me and supporting me. In a short time, I felt that I saw the clouds in my heart and was full of strength. Although the day of high school preparation, although I was tense and boring, I lowered my head and immersed the sea and looked up for the future. Before going to bed, I can't help but imagine that after a few months, I walked into your alma mater in military uniforms and appreciated the flowers of the campus in September. Whenever at that time, the fatigue of a day was swept away. Efforts are really returned. When I took the college entrance examination, I didn't seem to be as nervous as I thought. I carefully wrote the answer on the answer volume. The small side answering volume not only wrote the efforts of three years of high school, but also had an infinite longing for the future. When the ringtone ended at the end of the exam, I was relieved. Regardless of the result, I have used my efforts to endure a high school career. After a few days of waiting, I checked the results. Even if there is regret, but in the end.

Dad, remember that when you sacrificed the 10th anniversary, my mother and I went to Chengnanqiao Bridge to sacrifice. A group of people talked endlessly. On the way back, I told my mother: "They can't say that Aunt Xiaoyue, she is kind." Dad, we and the aunt Xiao Yue who were rescued by you had become a loved one, and she often missed you.

I remember when a martyr sacrificed, "When victory, please don't forget us!" Dad, I am your daughter, and I will always walk on the way to "find" you. After many years, if you can see your shadow from me, it is the best inheritance.

Dad, even though you and I have been separated and separated for several years, but I believe that your love for me has never changed, and you have been with me. In this year's college entrance examination, my composition title is "Dedication of Youth China with the Youth". Dad, I like Li Dazhao's "Youth" very much. I hope that as you have faith and responsibility as you, you will dedicate youth China to you!

I wish you all good in heaven!

Daughter: Meng Shiyan

Late Night, July 18th

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