For 12 years as a soldier, I have never returned home to Mid -Autumn Festival

Author:Xilu Qiangjun Time:2022.09.11

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

During the golden autumn, the family reunited day. There are thousands of miles from the border to the hometown, but only a few days of schedule, but due to the special identity and work needs, the Mid -Autumn Festival reunion has become an insurmountable thing for soldiers. But love is no distance. Missing cannot be blocked. They stand up their chests and hold the steel gun. They appreciate the same round of bright moon in their posts with their families.

Let's walk into the "Guanshan Moon" tonight.

For 12 years as a soldier, I have never returned home to Mid -Autumn Festival

Author: He Hao Anchor: Han Yan

In the stack of mountains, the bright moonlight covered the ridges, and the autumn wind was mixed with a little coolness. The thoughts of the border soldier Xu Guangfu rose from this quiet night and drifted back to the past. Recalling the 12 years when the soldiers did not go home once and spent the Mid -Autumn Festival once, my heart was somewhat sad.

In 2010, it was Xu Guangfu's first departure from his hometown to Yibin from Sichuan to the Northwest Plateau. In the new training, he was full of expectations for the first Mid -Autumn Festival of the barracks. Because at home, the mother will carefully prepare a large table of my favorite meals. The family is happy and happy. Nowadays, the rhythm of the new training is very fast, and the time is scheduled very compact every day. Morning exercises, meals, courses, physical training, and queue training are already exhausted in one day. Finally, it was time for dinner time. He thought he would have a rich dinner waiting for himself, but whoever thought that not only did he not have a big meal, but he also trained 1,000 meters before the meal. After running, he had no appetite. Xu Guang Fuqiang endured the food and swallowed his stomach, and he didn't know how to talk in his heart.

After dinner, he deliberately asked the monitor to call his family to "talk" his life, but the happy festive atmosphere at the family on the phone. Are you still adapt? "Xu Guang, who didn't want to sweep, packed up and said with a firm mood and said firmly," I'm fine here, you can rest assured! "Hanging the phone, his tears could no longer control the outward, and his heart was particularly sad. Essence This sadness is mixed with a variety of complex emotions, there are missing loved ones, unwillingness to the rushing festival, and thinking about the new training life. When Xu Guang was grieving and sad, the instructor passed by and saw his psychology and comforted: "Different regions have different characteristics. Here, you can enjoy the moon in different places, but what is the same is the same as the circle as the hometown. ","

After the instructor left, Xu Guang Fu looked up at the moon in the sky, and felt a touch of relief in his heart: although there were no good dishes for the mother, no family members;

In 2015, Xu Guangfu participated in the task of recruiting. Looking at the immature face, he felt like he was himself. He thought that he must bring them an excellent combatant. On the day of the Mid -Autumn Festival, Xu Guangfu noticed that a recruit from Zhejiang walked to the willow tree at the door alone, looking at the moon in the sky. So Xu Guang Fu took the initiative to take a moon cake and sat in front of him. "Come, eat a moon cake. Why? I think of it?" "Squad leader, I think my mother, every year in Mid -Autumn Festival, she will buy a lot of flavors of moon cakes, and my father will make a lot of delicious food. Knowing them good? "

After understanding the situation, Xu Guangfu took the initiative to go to the instructor to receive the comrade's mobile phone and asked him to make a video at home. "Everything is good, you have to take care of yourself! Be sure to perform well in the army, we are proud of you." Listening to the guidance of the recruit's father, Xu Guangfu also wet his eyes. He suddenly understood his father's bitter mind and deep to himself. Love.

In 2020, Xu Guangfu, who was already a second -level master, thought that he could finally go home on vacation on the Mid -Autumn Festival this year. When he told his wife that when the Mid -Autumn Festival was going back to accompany her to spend the Mid -Autumn Festival, the wife's face bloomed brilliantly on the face of his wife's face. Said the smile: "I wait for you to come back!" He wanted to go back to the dull and hard -working life of his wife, adding a romantic background.

But things are always contrary to their wishes. Xu Guang paid a notice to perform tasks in high altitude regions. When his wife was still immersed in the expectation of waiting for her husband to return, and suddenly learned that her husband could not come back because of his work relationship, his wife had no complaints and told him to pay attention to his body. Xu Guang paid clearly that he had made an appointment with his wife to cross the festival, but he drove the construction machinery to build a traffic jam in the mission area, completely forgetting what agreed with his wife. When Xu Guang paid a day of work, he returned to the dormitory to see his wife call him several calls. He was worried about him and left a message to himself "remember to eat on time and pay attention to the body." Then he remembered what agreed with his wife.

The song "The Moon of the Fifteenth" sang: Military merit, half of my, half of you. Xu Guangfu looked at the messages and photos of his family on the mobile phone. The sense of happiness and satisfaction came into being. His wife was his strongest backing.

It was another year of Mid -Autumn Festival, and once again adhered to the frontiers of the motherland, raised their chests, clenched the steel gun to guard the motherland, guarded this round of bright moon, and also enjoyed the same round of shining as their parents and wives in their respective places. Mingyue.