In the late autumn of 1932, it was raining continuously in "Yuncheng", an important silk industry town in the south of the Yangtze River.
In the dock area in the early morning, Lin Shutong, a female silk factory worker, witnessed the assassination of Chamber of Commerce President Zhao Jinkui when she was leaving the night shift. The murderer's dagger pierced the oil-paper umbrella and plunged into his throat.
At this point, Lin Shutong was forced to be involved in the bloody storm.
Blood forged her growth
Shadows and betrayal go hand in hand
"You have disgraced your father!"
"No, he will be proud of me. Proud that his daughter carries the fire of revolution, proud that his daughter does not want to be a slave to the subjugation of the country!"
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Many years later, under the oil lamp in a cave dwelling in Yan'an, an underground party member code-named "Gear" received a secret message.
The sound of Yanhe River roaring outside the window, she rubbed the old scars on her palms, and the sound of slogans on the training ground could be heard in the distance. The hands of the bronze clock on the table stood still at 11:07, and thousands of troops were reflected in the cracks in the glass.
[What should I do if my personal power is small?
[Only by throwing away your life and bringing everyone into the game can you gain a chance of survival]
[If we don't stand up, who else will?
[This is our country, the yellow land we cannot live without]
[Chinese people will always love the land under their feet]
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Later generations, at the Red Revolution Museum
"Teacher, teacher, what are we coming to see today?"
"Today, the teacher will take you to see a sister."
"Sister?"
"Yes, she is a very great sister."
The children surrounded Lin Shutong's photos and exclaimed, "What a beautiful sister."
"Yes," the teacher's eyes fell on the diary on the stand not far away, and he muttered to himself, "The individual eventually disappears, but the spirit is still spreading like weeds."
"Eternal Life"
The page that was opened had a few sharp words written on it
"If there is no torch from now on, I will be the only light."
[This prosperous age will eventually be what you wish for]
[I hope you will bloom among the lights in my dream]
[You can face the sun and walk towards the blue sky]
[No need to go through gunpowder smoke and exchange blood for tomorrow]
#If there is love, the sky will also grow old, and the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life#
#Why there are always tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply#
#The flood of times and individual destiny#
There will be a certain amount of overhead. Those who make false accusations should be cautious, and those who conduct research should be cautious.
Concept: In that chaotic era, there was a group of people fighting for a common future.