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Chapter 472 Poem About Heroes
"welcome."

Chen Ze and his group walked into the martyrs' cemetery, and immediately the staff of the cemetery came over and spoke to them.Obviously, the program team has already made an appointment with the people at the cemetery.

Then the director, producer, etc. chatted with the staff of the cemetery, as if they were discussing the issue of filming later.

And Chen Ze looked around. The Yanjing Martyrs Cemetery is one of the largest martyrs cemeteries in the country, and a large number of heroes and martyrs are buried in it. However, in addition to their tombs, there are also exhibition halls and bulletin boards. Publicize the deeds of the martyrs buried in this cemetery.

However, Chen Ze had never been here before. At this moment, he looked around, and there were many billboards standing in the distance. At the end of the billboards, there was a large-scale house, which was obviously an exhibition. hall.

And there is a hill behind the exhibition hall. Although it is not clear, Chen Ze knows that it should be the martyr's cemetery.

Soon, the director and producer communicated with the staff of the cemetery about today's filming process, and a commentator was also dispatched from the cemetery, and then the program will officially start recording today.

"Our recording process in this cemetery is very simple. It starts from the publicity board, then the exhibition hall, and then the cemetery. Just go through all of them." The director explained today's process to Chen Ze and the others.

Chen Ze nodded. He also guessed the process. The focus of this program is not on guests like him, but on the martyrs themselves. Guests are only used to promote martyrs, so the process is naturally relatively simple.

After the agreement was made, the recording of the whole program officially began. Chen Ze and his guests started today's recording under the leadership of the cemetery commentator.

"Hi everyone, what you are seeing now is the bulletin board of our cemetery. Inside this bulletin board are representatives of the martyrs buried in our cemetery. You can take a look at it as you like."

Walking to the front of the bulletin board, the guide said.Following his words, the guests all watched.

Chen Ze also looked at the first bulletin board, only to see a photo hanging in this column, the photo is black and white, inside is a very handsome young man, who doesn't look very old.

"This man's name is Qu Yang. He joined the army and joined the party at the age of 19. He was later arrested in order to cover the transfer of the central government. He was only 21 years old when he died. According to later investigations, he was tortured in the prison after he was arrested. When later generations found him I found that no piece of skin on his body is intact. He likes to take pictures, but this photo is the only one he left in the world. He always said that when the revolution is successful and the new society is established, he will take care of himself Take a few photos, but unfortunately he didn't wait until then."

The guide of the cemetery walked to Chen Ze's side, and began to explain to the young man in the photo. His words attracted all the other guests.There was also a camera, which followed and started filming them.

As for Chen Ze and the others, they all fell silent after hearing his words. They were only 21 years old when they died, and they were about the same age as Chen Ze is now. He has dedicated his life to the new era and new China.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts are heavy.

"The name of this martyr is Zhao Chengyi. He used to be a teacher of the people. Later, he joined the party after being exposed to socialist theory. He spread socialist theory among the school and nearby factory workers. He was arrested, tortured and sacrificed in the prison. He was only 27 years old."

"This is a female martyr. Although she is a woman, she is also the revolutionary leader of the uprising. Later, when the uprising failed, the revolutionary army she led was surrounded on the mountain. She was besieged for three days and three nights, but she refused to surrender. , and finally committed suicide by drinking a bullet. After his death, he was stripped naked by the reactionary government, and his body was hung on the city gate for three days and three nights.”

"This man's name is Wang Tiancheng. He was a worker before he died. He accepted progressive ideas and led the workers in his factory to go on strike. He was arrested for this and was later secretly executed. He was only 24 years old when he died."

"Who is this······"

The commentator explained to Chen Ze and the others one by one the characters in the bulletin board. The names, genders, and things they did during their lifetime were different, but the only thing they had in common was that they were all ordinary people, not history books. Those founding fathers all sacrificed for the new China, and they were not very old when they sacrificed.

Listening to the commentator's explanation, Chen Ze and the others were all moved, and everyone knew that it was because of such an ordinary and great sacrifice that the new era was established and the life we ​​have today.

Although these people are ordinary people, they are real heroes to all Chinese people in modern times.

The guide was not too slow to explain, and slowly led Chen Ze and the others through the bulletin board and the exhibition hall. In the exhibition hall, Chen Ze and the others saw many relics left by the martyrs and heroes of the past.

These relics are not gold or silver treasures or the like, most of them are just the most simple and ordinary things, a worn-out dress, a hat that must be tattered, maybe even just a pair of family letters.

But Chen Ze knew that these worn-out things were more valuable than the so-called gold and silver.

Soon, guests like Chen Ze walked through the exhibition hall, but at the end of the exhibition hall there were monuments without words.

"This, what is this?" Chen Ze asked, pointing to the wordless stele.

"This, this is the outermost monument that our cemetery intends to erect, but it has not been completed yet." The guide said.

"Not finished?" Chen Ze was taken aback.

"Yes, there are no words engraved on it yet." The guide said, "I don't know the details. I only know that some words should be engraved on it, but it hasn't been engraved yet."

"Oh, yes, I remembered this."

At this time, the director suddenly said, attracting everyone's attention.

"Director, do you know what's going on with this monument?"

"That's right, director, what is this tablet going to engrave?"

"Director, what's going on?"

After hearing the director's words, the guests asked questions one after another. They were all curious about what the monument was about.

"This is like this. I heard that this stele is going to be engraved with a poem about these heroes." The director said, "However, the cemetery has been collecting for a long time, but the poems collected are not satisfactory."

The director said, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

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