Author: Yang Shuo Recitation: Wang Huijiu is in a foreign country, and sometimes it is inevitable to miss the motherland. I miss it very much, and I also thought: I must be able to paint a picture, paint the characteristics of the motherland, and hang on to it at all times.
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When I went to see the martyr, he was already buried and lying there in peace. His expression was very calm, like sleeping. I fixed my eyes on his face, I didn't know him, but I knew him very well...
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