Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

Chapter 92: Tomb Sweeping at the "Baoshan Martyrs Cemetery"

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road are heartbroken." At this moment, Yi Jiale thought of this poem by "Du Mu" and felt it was very appropriate.

After two hours of hiking, Yi Jiale's steps became more and more difficult. Every step was as painful as if she was stepping on a needle. She felt her feet were swelling and countless blisters were forming. Every time she lifted her foot and put it down was a torture, but she still persisted and did not dare to stop, fearing that she would not be able to move forward. Sweat and rain kept falling from her forehead, soaking her clothes and making her feel extremely tired. But she still gritted her teeth and continued to move forward.

Mr. Huo also kept supporting Yi Jiale and holding on.

There are several martyrs' cemeteries in Beijing. This year, the school took them to the Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery, which is located in the east of Babaoshan, Shijingshan District, Beijing. It is the highest-standard martyrs' cemetery in the country with the richest red education resources.

"Many people who have made outstanding contributions to modern Chinese history are buried here."

Finally, after walking for another two hours, we arrived at the Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery. It took more than four hours to walk, and it was almost 12:16 when we arrived. (Tuanzi: The Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery is about 43 kilometers away from the center of Beijing. If you walk, it will take three hours and minutes at the fastest speed, and more than four hours at the slowest speed. Those who want to see the treasures of their ancestors can go and have a look.)

Our head teacher, Mr. Yan, first asked the students to take a rest and eat something to replenish their energy, and then they came to our class to pay tribute to our ancestors, and then they could go home.

Yi Jiale was so tired that he didn't want to talk anymore. He felt his feet hurt if he took another step. Yi Jiale just hung on Huo Sheng, leaning his entire weight on him.

Along the way, Huo Sheng helped Yi Jiale carry his bag and water, and also had to support Yi Jiale. He felt very tired.

But he still cheered up and took out some biscuits from Yi Jiale's bag and fed him bite by bite. Yi Jiale's hands were too tired to move, so he just opened his mouth and ate when Huo Sheng fed him.

He would say from time to time: "I want to drink water!"

Mr. Huo also patiently fed him water and biscuits.

After eating four cookies in one breath, Yi Jiale pushed the cookie that was placed next to his mouth and said, "Mr. Huo, I don't want it. I'm full. You can eat it."

When Mr. Huo heard that Yi Jiale was full, he started eating on his own without any worries.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Class 31 went to the cemetery to pay tribute to our ancestors.

When we arrived at Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery, we saw patches of lush green pines and cypresses, which stood tall and strong as if telling of the indomitable spirit of the martyrs. The atmosphere in the cemetery was solemn and quiet, and the only sounds we could hear were the footsteps of the students and the sound of raindrops hitting the floor.

Under the guidance of the cemetery management staff, we lined up in an orderly line and slowly walked into the cemetery. The first thing that caught our eyes was the majestic Martyrs' Monument, which towered into the sky and was majestic. It was engraved with the golden words "The revolutionary martyrs will live forever". The teacher led us to stop and hold a solemn memorial ceremony facing the monument. We bowed our heads in silence and paid our deepest condolences and respect to the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country.

Afterwards, the teacher led us to visit the martyrs' cemetery in the martyrs' park one by one. Each tombstone was engraved with the name and life story of a martyr. They stood there quietly, as if telling the story of the war-torn years.

Teacher Yan led us to walk gently to the tombstone, presented the small white flowers we made by ourselves, or the white chrysanthemums we bought, and bowed deeply three times. At this moment, Yi Jiale's feet could no longer feel the pain. At this moment, Yi Jiale's heart was filled with infinite respect and remembrance for the martyrs.

Yi Jiale looked at the tombstones of his ancestors and silently said in his heart: "You sacrificed your precious lives for the independence of the country and the happiness of the people. Your spirit will always live in my heart. With me, China will overtake others and become the top of the world. I will make other countries pay back for what they bullied us. Don't worry, ancestors!"

After paying tribute to the martyrs, the cemetery administrator also led us to visit the Martyrs Memorial Hall.

The Lianshi Memorial Hall displays the relics and photos of the martyrs, as well as the introduction of their deeds, which allows us to more intuitively understand their heroic deeds and noble spirit. Looking at those yellowed photos and precious relics, the students seem to have traveled through time and space, returned to the war-torn era, and felt the determination and courage of the martyrs who fought bravely for the interests of the country and the nation.

Soon it was the next class's turn to visit the memorial hall. The teacher led us out and the students left the Martyrs' Cemetery reluctantly.

After leaving the Martyrs' Cemetery, Teacher Yan looked at the children and said, "Tomorrow is a day off! But everyone must write an essay based on their experience today and hand it in when they come to school the day after tomorrow. This is an essay that every class except the first graders must write."

"If anyone dares not to write, he will have to use the toilet this week and next week!"

The students answered in unison: "Got it!"

On the way back to school, everyone's mood was restless for a long time, with thousands of thoughts in their minds. They had just visited the Martyrs' Cemetery, and their mood was heavy and complicated.

Their mood is like a vast ocean, sometimes surging and sometimes calm as a mirror. Their hearts are full of respect and gratitude for the martyrs, and at the same time full of hope and confidence in the future.

In the martyrs' cemetery, they saw many tombstones of revolutionary martyrs. Their names and deeds made them feel extremely shocked and moved. Their mood seemed to be ignited by a raging fire, and their inner enthusiasm and fighting spirit were aroused. They realized that their responsibilities and missions were so important that they had to work hard for the prosperity and development of the motherland.

On the way back to school, their moods were like being blown by a breeze, bringing a touch of freshness and tranquility. Their hearts were filled with gratitude to the martyrs, and at the same time, they were filled with hope and confidence in the future. They realized that their responsibilities and missions were so great that they had to work hard for the prosperity and development of the motherland.

Their mood is like being illuminated by a ray of sunshine, bringing a touch of warmth and light. Their hearts are filled with gratitude to the martyrs, and at the same time, they are filled with hope and confidence in the future. They realize that their responsibilities and missions are so important, and they must work hard for the prosperity and development of the motherland.

On the way back to school, every student planted a seed in their heart. Their mood seemed to be moistened by a drizzle, bringing a touch of freshness and tranquility. Their hearts were filled with gratitude to the martyrs, and at the same time, they were filled with hope and confidence in the future. They realized that their responsibilities and missions were so important that they had to work hard for the prosperity and development of the motherland.

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