Nashan Nahe

He took my hand and almost pushed me through the car door as quickly as possible.

When we got in the car, it was even more crowded than going to the temple fair!I lifted the luggage, even if I turned my body sideways, it was still difficult to walk. I found Jiaqi and the others. She was standing by a window at the junction of the carriages. The son of my father’s colleague laid the suitcase flat, and I put the luggage on it. , supported her, and reluctantly sat down on this standing awl. The nephew stood beside Jiaqi, with some doubts and some frightened eyes wide open, raising his head, looking at the dense crowd around him, and then Look at me, reach out for my hug, I hug him, kiss his face, it's comforting!

The train is about to start, but the number of people trying to squeeze into the carriages outside continues unabated. I don’t know whether I should be surprised or sympathize with those who failed to get on the train. In order to leave Nanjing, I really didn’t even care about my life ?Think about it, this is also human nature. Nanjing is in danger, and the war is imminent. Everyone is thinking, just leave, because if you stay at this time, you will probably become the soul of subjugation. Instead of this, it is death anyway. It's better to risk your life and give it a try!

Hearing the whistle of the train starting, I gently pushed aside the dense wall of people in front of me, stood on tiptoe, and looked at my father through the window. I may not know the exact location of us in the carriage, so I looked around and looked into the window. I didn't call him, but just looked at him like this...

The train gradually opened at an extremely slow speed, past the bustle of voices outside the window, past the sad face of my father, and the streets of Nanjing, empty and calm before the storm, until the train pulled out of the platform, I put down my tiptoes , turned around and looked in the direction of Jiaqi, seeing her leaning exhaustedly on the iron carriage, looking out the window at the green mountains and green waters on the outskirts of Nanjing, my heart was full of sorrow and fear, I hope why can't you be by my side, I hope to see She and Ling Ping, but I'm afraid to see them again, I don't want her to come to this crumbling capital, I hope she sees my letter before leaving, she doesn't have to look for me, it doesn't matter where she goes, as long as she can be safe Nothing happened, but right now, how can we keep them safe?

Such contradictory emotions have always been with me. I sat beside Jiaqi in a daze, and the train moved forward like a crawl. At the car door, so... I could hear screams and cries from time to time along the way. I heard someone lying on the car window and shouting, someone fell!Someone was run over!

For a while, in the small carriage, calling for sons and daughters, looking for fathers and brothers, ghosts crying and wolves howling!I blocked my ears, didn't dare to listen, and didn't want to see the misery. I just hugged my nephew tightly. I felt him trembling in my arms. I looked down at him. He was grinning and crying. Big tears soaked my chest, but there was no sound!

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The wooden floor, because it has been in disrepair for a long time, makes a creaking sound when stepped on it, echoing in the corridor, why not walk very lightly, the sound insulation effect here is not good, she is afraid that if she walks too fast, she will soon disturb Lingping, no I don't know if Ling Ping is awake, but I'm afraid to scare Ling Ping, why not always report my name at the door before opening the door.

Open the door, the room is a bit messy, there is a wooden board between the two long benches outside, this is why not the "bed", some sundries and books are piled on the head of the bed, next to it are two desks, inside There is also a small room, which is Ling Ping's bedroom.

Gently opened the door and tiptoed in, Ling Ping had already woken up. For the past few months, she had nightmares every night, so why not go to buy medicine and watch her almost every step of the way, seeing her staring at the beam in a daze, put down Why not sit by the bed and look at her until the two look at each other, then smile gently at her and say

"Are you hungry? I bought your favorite leek box and pancakes, how about some?" He Buwei asked softly, although he didn't expect much from Ling Ping, because since she came back, she has never said anything. Don't speak, don't eat or drink, every time you feed the medicine, you have to be coaxed for a while before you can barely drink a little

"Okay" Why don't you look at her with a smile, waiting for her to reply, but unexpectedly, this time... Ling Ping answered her immediately?After all, why not smile?

"Uh... wait, wait a minute, I'm going to get the chopsticks and the bowl." I don't know if I was too surprised or too excited, why didn't I stutter a little, got up and went to the outside to find the chopsticks, and hurried in with the bowl

"Come on, drink some water before eating, huh?"

"Okay" help her sit up, holding a bowl of boiling water, why not feed her carefully

"Is it delicious?" While feeding Ling Ping and talking to her, he observed Ling Ping carefully, because this person really hasn't spoken for too many days!Why not be afraid that she will hold it in her heart and be overwhelmed, but today she not only talked, but also ate, which also makes why not worry, she is worried about Ling Ping's sudden change, is it because she wants to kill herself?

"It's delicious, did you buy it at the front door?"

"Yes, the shops at the front door, as well as the restaurants, are all open," he said, afraid that she would choke, and fed her with water

"Um"

"Can I have another one?"

"Okay... I'm fine, I can eat and drink now, it's good." Finding that Why Buwei has been staring at her, Ling Ping can also guess her thoughts, and said lightly

"Huh?...uh...then, that's good. We'll leave Beiping after a while." Why don't you pick up a piece of pancake and feed Ling Ping, speaking in a low voice

Near noon, several colleagues came to the office one after another. Because of Ling Ping's matter, why not work for many days, colleagues sorted out the photo manuscripts, looked at why not, and didn't know whether to post it or not. Beiping is now Under the iron heels of the Japanese, they may be searched at any time even when they go out. If these anti-Japanese remarks are reported, it will be extremely dangerous.

"Send it, send it all out, of course, I understand you, if there are those who don't want to participate, you can leave now..."

No one spoke, everyone looked at her, silent for a while, picked up the manuscript, and went to the basement, where there was an old-fashioned hand-operated printing machine, the printing factory that printed newspapers had closed, the boss gave this machine to Why not, now, no one dares to print such newspapers, they can only do it themselves

Hearing the muffled sound of the machine downstairs, why not feel so grateful, pick up a pen, and write down all the things you have seen and heard recently, filled with righteous indignation, filled with grief, tears kept dripping on the manuscript On the top, black ink, mixed with handwriting, smudged...

"Not for" at night, Ling Ping staggered to the outside room, this was the first time she walked out of that room in so many days

"Huh? Why did you get out of bed? Come on, sit down quickly." Why not read at night by candlelight under the lamp, get up quickly and help her sit down

"I'm not a patient." Ling Ping sat down, raised her head to look at why not, and said with a smile, with a coquettish and playful tone, why not look at her under the dim light of the small desk lamp, seeing Ling Ping's mood improved , It should be something to be happy about, but now, why not just feel sad, touch the table, turn around, pick the edge of the table, and let out a long breath

"Hehe, I didn't say you were a patient." Why don't you try to smile naturally

"Hmm... how's it going outside?" Ling Ping looked at her, thought for a while, and asked

"Outside, it's still quiet, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, have you got in touch with Jiayu?"

"Well... I received a letter from her before. She said that she is now in Nanjing. I wrote back to her. I don't know if she received it. The Japanese army launched the Songhu War, and Wuxi has already fallen. Taiping, hey..." Why not let out an inaudible sigh

"Don't worry too much. She should be fine with Teacher Han. What's your next plan? Are you going to Nanjing?"

"Well, wait a little longer, when everything here is arranged, we will go to Nanjing"

"..." Ling Ping didn't reply, she stared at the pens on the table in front of her, and curled her lips.

Three days later, the streets and alleys were full of articles about why not to do it. Although what was recorded on it were scenes that people saw every day, but being able to write about it and dare to publish it, in today's Beiping, apart from why not to do I really couldn't find another person, and she used her real name from the beginning to the end.

The common people circulated her report, and even many illiterate old people held the newspaper upside down and asked young people to read it, but... the more famous and the more people accepted, the more dangerous it was. Within a few days, Japan People began to point and kill her, why not do a large-scale search of her newspaper in the capital, and the anti-Japanese "Tong, Party", why not discuss with a few colleagues after getting the news, and prepare to leave Peiping immediately.

A few people hastily burned all the materials, took a small amount of money, disguised themselves, and took false identities, and left Peking City without any risk. But just after leaving Peiping, Ling Ping proposed to leave alone. The other colleagues were quite frightened by her. If she left alone at this time, she would be in danger! ......... In addition to the previous incident, why not always have lingering fears, don't obey her, even pull and drag her forward, but it's just during the day, what about at night?When I woke up early the next morning, Ling Ping was nowhere to be seen, and even the letter left behind was a simple sentence, "The road is different, so let's go, goodbye, treasure"

The road is different?Which way is she going to go?

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A few days later, we arrived in Wuhan. My little nephew was over two years old, and he was sleeping in my arms all the time. He looked very cute, but now I have no intention of admiring his innocent sleeping face, because he had a high fever for a few days. No, when I was in the car, Jiaqi cried anxiously, but there was no doctor in the car, and I couldn’t even find a piece of antipyretics. I couldn’t help but blame myself. I should have prepared daily medicines before getting in the car of……

Two younger brothers came to pick us up and took us to a hospital that was barely comprehensive. Jiaqi, who was already motion sick, was a little anxious and irritable when she saw her child like this, and she fainted as soon as she got off the car. In a ward, the doctor looked at the condition of the little nephew and said that he seemed to have pneumonia, so we had to be mentally prepared.

My brother and I take shifts to take care of their mother and child.The drips and medicine bottles were rotated in front of the hospital bed every day, but they still failed to keep the child.One morning, I woke up in a daze, and saw Jiaqi sitting on the edge of the bed, with a dazed expression and tears on her face, and her two younger brothers were not there. I walked over and looked behind her, and the needle in the child's hand had been pulled out. His face was blue and purple, I've seen... When Jia Ming left, it was like this...

The younger brothers bought a coffin and buried our nephew. We went to the school. The school is in a quiet small village in Hanyang. We haven’t returned to the school for a long time, and we haven’t seen any students. The school took in many children on the way of migration. When I saw these children, I was at a loss for words and had mixed feelings...

After her nephew left, Jiaqi couldn't stay at home all day long, and finally rolled down a small hill outside the gate. At this time, she was nearly 7 months pregnant, and it was far from the hospital. Seeing her legs dripping down, I told the school teachers to find a plank to lift her up, and hurried to the hospital in the urban area, but before I got halfway, an older senior said that I walked here to the urban hospital. It will take a long time, she is bleeding like this, and she is afraid that she will die before she reaches the hospital. I was terrified and didn’t know what to do. I had no choice but to send her to a local clinic. This clinic , a bit like a rescue station, there are two doctors, and several nurses, outside the simple "operating room", I clasped my hands and kept pacing back and forth, I have lost enough relatives, I can't lose any more!

After a long time, the doctor told us that the adults are fine, but the child is gone, and my sister is no longer fertile...

Jiaqi didn't eat or drink, she lay on the bed for nearly two months, tears flowed non-stop for two months, I couldn't persuade her, I couldn't even persuade myself!I dare not write a letter to my brother-in-law. He is still in the Yangtze River area, setting up a fighter plane day and night, fighting against the enemy. I am afraid that this letter will affect him!But in my heart, I sincerely apologize to him, to my father, and to Jiaqi, because I always feel that it is my eldest sister who has not fulfilled her due responsibilities, and these misfortunes happen!

At the end of November, I received a letter from my father saying that he will come to Wuhan soon. Counting the days, it should be the most recent time. I told him that Jiaqi had a miscarriage and was unable to have another child. Moreover, his eldest grandson also left due to pneumonia. The tone of the reply seemed very flat, he didn't blame me, and he didn't feel great grief, he just told me to take good care of Jiaqi. I know that he really doesn't blame me, but he is also really, really sad!Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept silent when he saw Jiaqi, because his Adam’s apple kept throbbing up and down, and he couldn’t speak...

My father is coming, and our family can reunite for a short time. For convenience, my younger brother found a small farmyard outside the village, which is not far from the city and the school. The yard is quite spacious. My brothers and I searched through the idle space, planning to plant some vegetables and a few flowers in the coming year. Of course, we will still be here in the coming year.

A few days later, my father came to Wuhan, but he didn’t come to see us right away. Instead, he went to the United Front Work Department. About a week later, after finishing his work, my father found time to come to the school. I have already arrived at school, but I just feel as if someone has been watching me, so I subconsciously glanced out of the window. The next second, I felt the book in my hand hit my foot. After a while, I came back to my senses. Looking at the students who were looking at me because they were not clear, they quickly picked up the book and continued to teach. This book has been used for many years, and now it was dropped like this, and several pages were scattered immediately!

"Hey, here, I'll make up for you, you read your book"

"What's wrong with my book... Then, didn't you scare me?"

"Why did I scare you, I just look at you, oh? Don't let me look"

I looked at her and didn't answer any more. Under the kerosene lamp, why didn't you take the paste and carefully glue the pages of the book to me, and looked up and smiled at me from time to time. When she went to Nanjing, she didn't find me, but she found her father. My father told me She, Jiaqi and I have already arrived in Wuhan. Later, she stayed in Nanjing for several months and came to Wuhan with her father.

"By the way, no, where is Ling Ping? Why didn't you come together?"

"...She, she left halfway"

"Gone? Where did you go?"

"…………have no idea"

"Jiayu, where's Qin Yuan, did you meet in Nanjing?"

"Well, yes, he should be in Shanghai now."

"...Hey..." There was still a bit of relaxed atmosphere just now, but in the sigh of Buwei, it became heavy

"Hey, it's all glued up, take a look, okay?" She put the book flat on the table, smiling a little far-fetched, I knew she was depressed, so I stopped talking, put away the book, and went outside to wash up

At night, why not sit on the edge of the bed with a blank expression, her hair was still dripping with water, and the water dripped down her neck and slipped into her shirt. I saw her like this, picked up a coarse cloth towel, and wiped her hair. Suddenly, she Wrapping around my waist, I started to cry, I was taken aback, but I didn't ask her, nor persuade her, I just wiped it for her, but after wiping it for a long time, it seemed that this short hair, which was not long, could not be wiped dry. Yes, because... the top is also covered with my tears...

Why don't you breathe heavily, and keep looping in your ears, this love lasted for a long time, but we are unwilling to stop, we are almost crazy possessors of each other, I can feel that in this exchange, in the joy , we all have vent, not just the vent of missing...

Finally calmed down, I stroked her sweaty back and heard her say in my ear

"The Japanese... are too deceitful! We, we can't live anymore" I have never seen her so fragile, but her words did speak to my heart, I wiped away my tears and lifted her up. head, whispered to her

"No, we want to live! We must!"

"...But what about Lingping, can she survive?"

"Lingping... what's wrong with her?" Her sudden question gave me a bad feeling

"... Ling Ping... she, she was caught by those bastards..." Because of her sobs, she spoke intermittently, and then buried her in the crook of my neck again, crying bitterly. I knew what she meant by what she didn't finish, Surprised, I know I don’t feel guilty about it, but I can’t comfort her, I can’t comfort anyone, I can’t comfort Qin Yuan, I can’t comfort Jiaqi, I can’t comfort my father, I can’t comfort my inaction, and I can’t comfort myself

I hugged her tightly, trying not to let myself cry out, the tears could not stop falling on her shoulders...

Not because I knew that Jiaqi was not in good spirits, so when I came here, my brothers and I went to school most of the time, and when my father went to the United Front Work Department, she was the one who stayed with Jiaqi at home, not only taking care of her in life, but also taking care of her. Psychologically, why not enlighten her intentionally or unintentionally, or simply say something to irritate her, one day, seeing Jiaqi sitting at the door in a daze, why not go up to her and say

"Why are you in a daze again?...but...it's okay, you're not pregnant now, if you fall down in a trance, you won't have a miscarriage." This enraged Jiaqi, she stood up, and yelled at Why Buwei, He even slapped her a few times, so why not do nothing and let her vent.

When I came back in the evening, I took a towel soaked in cold water and applied it to her face. Seeing that her left cheek was swollen like something, and she looked triumphant, I couldn't help laughing

"What are you proud of? Look at your face being beaten."

"Why am I not proud? I deserve it. I told Jiaqi that it is useless to be depressed. She will only bring more pain to herself and her family. She couldn't hear me when I told her this before. , but after she cried and made a fuss today, she actually listened to it? She even apologized to me."

"Hey... she is a woman, she can't be a mother, and she can't carry on the family line of her husband's family. Of course, she can't accept it"

"If you can't accept it, you have to accept it. This is already a fact. Besides, my trick seems to be very effective." Why don't you look up at me and smile, but... Maybe it hurts too much, I just pulled half of the corner of my lips

"No, I think you are very suitable to be a thought teacher"

"Well...you think so, I think too, I am very good at thinking and work, but sometimes the methods are a bit unique"

"Do you want to go to school to be a teacher?" Actually, what I want to tell her is, don't go to the battlefield anymore, and be a teacher with me. In the troubled times, we may still be able to find a "pure land", because, at least she can be by my side

"What can I teach?"

"Teaching literature and history, what you are good at"

"...No reason, do you still want to go to the battlefield? How is your newspaper office?" Seeing that she was silent for a long time, I asked

"I told you before that they were seized by the Japanese. The few colleagues who came out with me, like Ling Ping, also left halfway, some went to join the army, some went to find relatives, but now those bastards Forced us into this, I still have to write and film.”

"You still want to be a war correspondent? But...you are alone, what are you going to do?"

"Mr. Han also wants to run a journal, so he can help me." Hearing her words, I have made up my mind, and I can't force her anymore.

"Jiayu..." She took off the towel and hugged me apologetically

"Be careful touching your face"

"Well... Are you a little disappointed in me..."

"If so?"

"Then... I'll fan you with this half of my face."

"Really?" Seeing that she was serious, I also asked her pretending to be serious.

"Yeah!" She raised her head and looked at me, as if she was ready

"Okay, close your eyes, and I'll hit you once." She closed her eyes obediently, her eyelashes trembling, and with her half face that was a little red and swollen, she was so cute...Come here for a while, why don't you open your eyes

"You've already kissed, just kiss again"

"No" I whispered, ignored her, picked up the washbasin, and hurried out of the room, disappointed?disappointment!But I also understand her...

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When I got back to the room, I saw He Buwei leaning against the head of the bed, flipping through some books, I closed the door, picked up my coat and put it on her.

"What are you looking at?"

"Reading, your book"

"What book? Let me take a look." I took it over, turned over the cover, and it was Ximenez's anthology. For some reason, I was a little embarrassed, so I gave the book to her, sat with my back to her, and pretended to pick up oil lamps

"...What's wrong? This is the book I gave you back then, what are you doing? Are you sorry?"

"Huh? No." I didn't look back at her, I replied in a low voice, and continued to turn on the lamp

"Don't pick, see clearly"

“The writing on the book is too small and the lights are a bit dim”

"I didn't say it in the book, I said you, I can see you clearly" she said, closing the book, taking off the coat that was draped over her shoulders, spreading it on the quilt, lying down and looking at me, I felt like my face was wet. Like a fire, she lowered her head, pinched the blackened needle, and stopped by the lamp, not daring to look at her

"Be careful to burn your hands" She took the needle in my hand and put it down, then lay down again, looking at me with her head propped up

"Boom...boom!!!" It was the sound of bombs. I was taken aback. Why didn't I sit up, pull me into the quilt, and hug me tightly. After the fall of Beijing, Shanghai and Anhui, Japan The people concentrated all their firepower and frantically bombed other cities on both sides of the Yangtze River, including Wuhan. This place is not bad. In the urban area, the flames are burning all day long and cannot be extinguished. It wasn't until I saw Do Not Do, that my hanging heart felt a little more at ease, and I was able to fall asleep peacefully amidst the roar and explosion.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid, huh?" She would say this to me every night during the bombing, but every time I still think of the night when the Japanese army bombarded Dagukou in Tianjin, she comforted me in the same way. One night, we were really together...

"Hmm...why not?" After calming down a little, I called out to her softly.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's great to see you alive." I don't often say love words to her, because I would be embarrassed, and I don't know how to say them, but this sentence, without any demonstration, without a trace of embarrassment, blurted out at this moment from the heart

"Hehe, you didn't say that you must live, did you?"

"Ok!"

"It's okay, I'll hold you, sleep?"

"Okay" I hugged her and leaned into her arms again.

"I don't go back anymore. The clear night is cool and quiet, and the world is asleep under the bleak moonlight. My body is no longer there, and the cool breeze, blowing in through the open window, asks where my soul is. .I am no longer here, and I wonder if anyone will remember me, someone will fondly recall my past."

Fearing that the explosion outside the window would disturb me, she held my waist tightly with one hand and covered my ears with the other, and pressed against my cheek, reciting in a low voice, this is Ximenez's poem "I Will Never Go Back", Once, for a long time, I have been an adult for a long time, and the war has begun for a long time. I am still intoxicated in my poems for girls. In the afternoon when she left me, I looked at her back and thought of Ximenez's poem "I'm Not Going No More", but now, it's not just her, but all of us, no longer going back , I can't go back, that time, that place.

But for me now, at least, poetry and books are not my everything, but why not still be my everything, and, in her own way, when I can see, when I can't see, all the time, Careful care of my little girl's children's affair, I like this kind of protection, even if the price is to be separated from her at any time, but I am not afraid, because, I know she will come back, come back alive, she promised me!

"No reason?"

"Ok?"

"Don't you like to recite "Ode to a Nightingale"?" I asked her with a smile

"That, that, I only know those two sentences, go, go, you don't have to ride a leopard-print frame with Dionysus, do you want to listen?"

"Hehe, what about this one?" Hearing her "repeating the same old tune" again, I broke my skills and laughed

"This, this is what I learned, did you recite it wrong just now?"

"no"

"Well, why haven't you slept yet? I thought you were asleep? Don't you still have to go to school? Stop talking and go to sleep."

"Okay" I was close to her heart, and I was used to listening to her steady and powerful heartbeat. Compared with the continuous bombing all night, this heartbeat seemed inaudible, but it was quiet and steady. I followed the rhythm of this heartbeat, and my heart fell up and down. , Consciousness gradually drifted away, in a trance, I felt a cool softness falling from my forehead, stayed for a while, and left carefully as if afraid of shocking me...

On November 1937, 11, after Japan invaded and occupied Shanghai, its next target was the capital Nanjing. Nanjing, a land with beautiful mountains and clear waters, is a place where tigers dominate the dragon. After the outbreak of the Songhu War, there is no longer the tranquility of the past. Peace.

On November 1937, 11, Tang Shengzhi was appointed as the commander-in-chief of the Nanjing Garrison, and Luo Zhuoying and Liu Xing were the deputy commanders. They led about 20 defenders to defend Nanjing.The army responsible for guarding Nanjing retreated from the Shanghai battlefield, "better than protracted fighting, and the replenishment has not yet been completed", so it hastily entered the battle against the invading Japanese army.

On December 1937, 12, the Japanese Supreme Command issued an order of battle for the Central China Front Army.In addition to leaving some troops to defend Shanghai, they quickly won the first-line positions of the Chinese defenders, forming a situation of besieging Nanjing. On December 1, Japanese aircraft distributed the "Surrender Advice" over Nanjing, and the Chinese defenders were only allowed to reply at noon the next day. At 12:9 pm on December 12, the Japanese army launched a general attack on Nanjing City because they failed to persuade them to surrender.The Japanese army broke into the Zhonghua Gate but failed to go deep, and the rest of the city wall positions were still in the hands of the Chinese army.Sun Yuanliang, the commander of the 10th Division who was in charge of defending the Zhonghua Gate, took part of his troops and fled to Xiaguan without permission. Although Song Xilian, the commander of the 1th Division, persuaded him to return, it had already caused chaos in the city.In the afternoon, Tang Shengzhi hastily summoned generals above the division to arrange a retreat.

According to the retreat deployment, except for the 36th Division covering the headquarters and the troops directly under it to cross the river from Xiaguan, the other troops must break through from the front. The 87th Division, the 88th Army, and the Teaching Corps "if they can't break out of the siege, they can cross the river when there is a ferry." This inconsistent order made the retreat of the Chinese army even more confusing.After the meeting, only the 74th Army and 66rd Army belonging to the Cantonese Faction broke through the siege head-on under the leadership of Army Commanders Ye Zhao and Deng Longguang. After paying a huge price, they successfully broke through the encirclement of the Japanese army.

Most of the other army chiefs did not fully convey the retreat deployment downwards, so they left their troops and went to the river to escape by pre-controlled boats.These troops heard that the chief had retreated to Xiaguan, thinking that Jiangbian was ready to retreat, so they abandoned their positions and flocked to Xiaguan.The 36th Division, which was in charge of blocking Yijiangmen, did not receive the order to allow the troops to retreat, and clashed with the troops retreating from the city to Xiaguan, and many people were killed or trampled to death.

On the evening of the 12th, Tang Shengzhi and the members of the headquarters fled from Xiaguan Coal Port to Jiangbei on a small steamer reserved in advance. After that, about 74 people from the first part of the 5000th Army and the 36th Division also crossed the river from Coal Port. The 88th Division The First Division and the 156th Division crossed the river in a wooden boat under their control in Xiaguan.The Chinese defenders who fled to Xiaguan had lost their organizational structure and became chaotic stragglers. Some of them crossed the river by themselves, and many of them drowned or were shot in the river by the Japanese troops who arrived.Most of the Chinese soldiers who failed to cross the river or break out of the siege scattered on the streets of Nanjing. Many people gave up their weapons and put on civilian clothes to hide in the Nanjing safe zone.

On December 12, the Japanese army invaded the city from Zhonghuamen, Guanghuamen, Zhongshanmen and Hepingmen were also invaded by Japanese troops one after another.The Japanese army occupied the National Government.In the afternoon, the No.13 Detachment of the Japanese Navy went up the river and arrived in Xiaguan, Nanjing.At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese Kunisaki detachment captured Pukou along the north bank of the Yangtze River.

Since then, Nanjing has fallen into enemy hands!

In the defense of Nanjing, Qin Yuan served as the chief of staff of the 74th Army. Except for retreating and sacrificing, most of the soldiers of the 74th Army were killed and injured in the internal strife. Later, most of them were trapped in Nanjing and became the ghosts of the Japanese army. Qin Yuan escaped by boat with Tang Shengzhi on the night of the 12th, covered in blood.

Later, he told us that when he left, the army was no longer an army. There were no officers, no soldiers, only human lives. To survive, he had to bet on his own life. He despised himself fiercely in his heart. He should go back and die in Nanjing City like those brothers, instead of just surviving. But I know that he can't do it. Greed for life, no matter who you are, no matter what kind of situation you face, as long as you have the chance to live, who would not want to live?However, in the days to come, Qin Yuan will always be tormented in the punishment of "greedy for life and afraid of death" for himself!

The Japanese army occupied Nanjing, the capital, and for 6 weeks, carried out a bloody massacre of innocent civilians in Nanjing and Chinese soldiers who laid down their arms. Among them, more than 15 people were massacred and destroyed by the Japanese army, and the total number of victims reached 30. More than ten thousand people.While massacring wildly, the Japanese army raped and raped Chinese women like beasts. Many women were raped, then shot, knifed, stabbed and mutilated.In the month after the occupation of Nanjing, there were about [-] rape incidents in Nanjing.The Japanese army set fire to everything and destroyed more than half of the houses in the city.Numerous houses, shops, and warehouses were looted by the Japanese army and then burned.

After my father got the news that the capital had fallen, he passed out on the spot. Why didn't he support him quickly and carry him back to the room, both internally and externally, and successive defeats in wars, so this tall northern man is now skinny and almost skinny. Just after dark, my father woke up, I lit the kerosene lamp, and several children gathered around his bed, feeling... as if I was going to send away the dying old man, so sad...

He opened his eyes and looked up blankly. Tears quietly flowed along the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and flowed horizontally on the pillow. Now I finally know what old tears are. Seeing that our father doesn't speak, we can only look at it like this Looking at him, after a long time, I heard his muttering, only four words

"Destruction of the country and destruction of the family"

These short words made me tremble all over. Although this is the truth, I have never thought about it, and I dare not think about it, because I don't want to admit that our country has been destroyed!The younger brothers and sisters bit their lips, not daring to cry, and not daring to wipe away the tears on their faces, why not take a look at them and let them go back to the room first, the two of us stayed in father's room

"Jiayu, go get a towel"

When I got to the outside room, I wet the towel and let the tears drip into the basin. I didn’t go in until the tears stopped. I didn’t wipe my father’s face, took my hand, and left the room. She knew that, What my father said was the truth. Facing such a cruel fact, no amount of comfort would be superfluous!

Back in the room, Buwei and I sat on the edge of the bed, no one spoke, outside was the usual cannon fire, and I could faintly hear my younger brother and sister sobbing softly, and my father sighing heavily, I didn’t know what to do , as if no matter where we go, we cannot escape the flames of war. Now that I think about why not, although I am a little desperate and negative, it makes sense, she said, we simply cannot survive!We can't live, but the saddest thing is that we can't even die, we don't have the courage to die, we don't have the right to die, the invaders have not been driven out, my students still need me, I still have Gao Tang Alive, which of us can die?None of us can die!