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It was still drizzling when he got off the plane. After several twists and turns, Ye Jian finally arrived at the Yellow River where Principal Chen had personally sprinkled water for his old company commander, squad leader and two comrades. The rain then changed from drizzle to small drops.
It is very cold here. There is thick ice on the river bank and under the rocks. Only the yellow water at the waterfall mouth is still as powerful as ever, breaking through all the ice that is blocking its surging flow, and continuing downstream with the broken ice.
The cold wind messed up her hair and the icy rain wet her face. Ye Jian walked step by step to the place where Principal Chen once stood. There was an iron fence here and she could not go up any further.
Standing here, Ye Jian looked up upstream and saw water, mud, and large ice blocks rushing down from upstream, rushing in with majestic momentum and deafening sound. Standing on the gray-brown rock, looking at the Yellow River that has been rushing for thousands of years, he held the box tightly in his hand for a long time without moving.
Here, there are not only the heroic souls of Uncle Chen's comrades, but also the heroic souls of many martyrs. The rushing yellow water and the biting cold wind hit Ye Jian in the face. As if hearing the war song in his ears, he looked down at the tightly locked box and whispered, "Uncle Chen, I will take care of you. You will be reunited with your comrades soon."
"You said you didn't want a memorial service and didn't want too many people to know about your death. Look at you. Even now, you still want to remain unknown."
Slowly opening the box, the wind and rain blew past, wetting the white ashes and blowing away countless ashes. Ye Jian knelt on the cold and wet rocks, holding the ashes with trembling hands...
The wind whistled, like a trumpet, like crying; the rain poured down, it was tears, it was sorrow; the strong wind blew away the ashes in the palm of the hand, blowing them away in handfuls. Principal Chen, who had made countless contributions to the country, disappeared bit by bit, until in the end only a box that had contained his ashes was left.
Looking at the empty box, Ye Jian blinked lightly. Water dripped from her face into the box. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
Gone, Uncle Chen is gone. From now on, she will never see Uncle Chen again, and will never hear Uncle Chen's stern voice that made her feel awe.
Gone, really gone...
After closing the wooden box, Ye Jian, with red eyes, kowtowed towards the Yellow River. When she kowtowed for the third time, she knelt for a long time without getting up.
After dropping the military salute that had been going on since the ashes were scattered, everyone stood quietly and did not try to persuade Ye Jian to come down early.
The wind and rain are still blowing and falling, and the people who have been kneeling for a long time are still kneeling. Their slender backs are like a spear that is temporarily at the bottom with a stab in it. When they stand up, the spear will be sharp and the stab will be cold, which will cut through the darkness and then use bullets to destroy all the sins.
Now, they just wait for the spear-like female soldiers to stand up.
"Goodbye, Uncle Chen. Miss Ye will come to pay tribute to you next time." Ye Jian, with a bruise on her forehead, stood up. The cold wind was so strong that the tip of her nose was blown red. Finally, Ye Jian no longer stood on the rock that was at the center of the storm and had long ice spikes below. She retreated from the height holding the box and retreated between the leader and the guards. This time, she completed the military salute alone.
The endlessly flowing Yellow River has one more hero, one more heroic soul. When Ye Jian turned around and left, he looked back again, and it seemed as if he saw a kind figure walking towards the wind and rain reflected in the rain and wind...
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