Regarding the story of Jiang , I have a feeling when I read The Story of Sister Jiang .

A river is a sea with all five lakes and four seas.

The story tells that Sister Jiang, who is only 10 years old, is short and thin, and is forced to work in order to live. She couldn't reach the tall machines, and she had to sit on a special high stool to work, and if she was careless, she would be whipped with a leather whip. Seeing this, I was quite touched:

At the age of 10, it is the first period of joy for children to grow their bodies and knowledge. The good times of Sister Jiang's childhood passed quietly in the sound of "booming" machines. But when I was 10 years old, I was living a life sweeter than honey.

In order to celebrate my 10th birthday, my parents were very busy. The elders who came to congratulate me are enough.

Twenty or thirty people, I was dazzled by the variety of gifts they gave me. Compared with Sister Jiang's childhood, my childhood is really worlds apart!

When Sister Jiang was 19 years old, she joined the party organization and was betrayed by a traitor. In the interrogation room, the enemies are as vicious as jackals, and they use specially made ones'The four fluted chopsticks were placed between Sister Jiang's fingers, and the two ends of the chopsticks were held tightly with both hands, and they were clamped back and forth, and they said viciously while clipping: "Do you want to say it?"

I'll hang you up without saying anything! I cried out in indignation: "Stop, miserable devil!"

Grandpa hurried over and asked, "Grandson, what's wrong with you?" ”

I continued to read with tears in my eyes, and when I read the sentence that Sister Jiang said after the torture, "Poisoning is a small test, chopsticks are made of bamboo, and the will of Communist Party members is steel", the blood of my whole body rushed to my chest. The grandfather on the side couldn't help but say, "What a good Sister Jiang!"

Sun Tzu, our happy life today is given by them. I nodded frequently.

If I am unlucky, Yun'er will send you, hoping to teach him to follow in the footsteps of his parents, take the construction of New China as his ambition, and fight for the cause of communism to the end. These are Sister Jiang's last words. This is not only Sister Jiang's hope for her son, but also for us.

After reading this book, the image of Sister Jiang was deeply imprinted in my mind. Her heroic and unyielding spirit stirred my young heart. Sister Jiang, Sister Jiang! I will hold high your banner, follow in your footsteps, learn your skills, and build a great motherland.

Sister Jiang's son, Peng Yun is now a tenured professor in the Department of Computer Science at the University of Maryland, Baltimore!

Jiangguo is the Zheng Feng branch of Dongyi. The ancestor Xuanzhong is the son of Boyi, Boyi Zuoyu has meritorious service in controlling the water, and his son Qi ascended the throne after sealing Xuanzhong in Jiangdi (now Jiangling, Hubei). Shouting.