On the day the Japanese invaded the village, we were singing nursery rhymes on the grain drying field.
When the bayonet opened the rice stack, I heard my little cousin still singing "You shoot one, I shoot one".
My cousin suddenly grabbed the bloody rice grains and stuffed them into my mouth: "Swallow it! Take this song out of the mountain!"
Seven years later, I became a field nurse and scooped up a dying soldier from the blood pool in Taierzhuang.
His ulcerated lips opened and closed, and what he sang was the complete fifth sentence of the nursery rhyme——
Purpose: Guotai and people's peace