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[Works from the Chinese Writers Association's "Writing the Spirit of Anti-Japanese War" Joint Exhibition of Excellent Online Literature Works] Her eldest son went with the guerrillas, but she did not pursue him. Her second son went with the guerrillas, but she didn't care. Her third son went with the guerrillas, and so did she. The woodcutter's cry is cold, the weaver has no clothes, and the loving mother feeds her child with blood. The world has never been so miserable. But at this time, there is a red flag facing the wind, and a brave man is paving the way. He followed cautiously, gathering his trust and doubts under his banner. Until——he took the spear with sincerity and was determined to integrate his body and soul into the red flag. There is no other, just for the sake of being able to change the world!