Looking for you, approach you, and become you
On November 30, 2007, Meng Xiangbin, a confidential staff officer of a brigade of the Second Artillery, died heroically because he was desperate to rescue a young woman jumping into the river. He was only 28 years old. In May 2009, the Central Military Commission posthumously awarded him the honorary title of "Model Officer to Save Self-Sacrifice for Others".
Recently, Meng Shiyan, the daughter of martyr Meng Xiangbin, was admitted to the University of Information Engineering (formerly the University of Information Engineering of the People's Liberation Army) after the college entrance examination. She will study at her father's alma mater and devote her youth to the military camp.
After receiving the admission notice, Meng Shiyan took a pen and wrote a letter to her father, writing down her longing for her father, writing down her growth, and writing down her expectations for the future -
In 2010, 6-year-old Meng Shiyan and her mother Ye Qinghua came to the former PLA Information Engineering University and presented a flower basket to the statue of martyr Meng Xiangbin. Photo provided by the respondent
Meng Shiyan displayed the admission letter received. Photo by Shen Li
Dear Dad:
"The galaxy turns in the sky, and the curtains on the earth are hanging." The heaven and earth are the distance between you and me, as if there has never been any intersection. The night falls, for me, is the closest to you.
At this moment, I want to tell you: Dad, I finally realized my childhood dream - to be admitted to your alma mater.
At 9:50 am on July 15, I opened the official website of Zhejiang Provincial Education Examinations Institute and saw that I was admitted to the University of Information Engineering of the Strategic Support Force, my mother stroked my head and said, "Congratulations, I finally got my wish..." I wiped away my tears while crying, and was very happy and sad because you can't witness with us. I said silently in my heart: "Dad, my daughter has passed the exam. I can finally get closer to you, closer."
Dad, over the years, someone has asked me if I still remember you? I wish you were in my mind. However, reality is cruel, and my mind is almost blank about your memory.
From the 3 years since I was born to your sacrifice, we have lived together for only 80 days. At that time, I was too young to remember all the things I had lived with you. I wish I could remember you again, the intimate tone of your name when you called me, the loving look when you looked at me, but everything was blurry, and I couldn't even remember at all... I could only use my mother's description and your photos to piece together your voice, appearance, smile and look, and restore the appearance of a father. But even if it is pieced together, it can only be stored in imagination. Those are not real fathers!
Dad, my daughter really misses you!
Dad, to be honest, even though I have understood your choice now and understood your unrestrainedness back then, one night, when I tossed and turned and looked back on the past, I still couldn't help but "resent" you in my heart as I was when I was a child. However, unlike when I was a child, I "resented" you at that time because I longed for fatherly love and your company. Now I "resent" you because I hope you can survive and help your mother. It has been really difficult for my mother over the years. She has carried the burden of the family with her weak shoulders. For 15 years, she has never dared to fall down and has been working hard to support a warm home for me.
I vaguely remember that one day 8 years ago, my mother sorted out housework and carried the box to carry it on the shelf. With a "bang", the box that was not stable fell and hit her. Mom sighed softly and said, "It would be great if your dad was still here!" This year on Mother's Day, I wrote a letter to my mother, hoping that she would "wait" me, and that when I become strong, I can protect her and do more meaningful things with her.
Dad, in the second year of junior high school, I transferred to Jinhua, Zhejiang. On the way to school, I will pass by the place where you saved people and sacrificed their lives - Chengnan Bridge. Every time I pass by, I feel sad for no reason. While I was sad, I would also ask myself: If I were at the scene at that time, with my family, and the people dissuading me, and the righteousness I pursued, what would I choose? No matter how many times I have thought about it or asked it, the answer is consistent, and it is "can't".
As I grow older, I gradually understand something. Dad, although I have lost your company in the past 15 years of growing up, your juniors have never forgotten me and mom.Since the Spring Festival in 2008, your juniors have launched the "Love and Voyage" project, and they have visited my mother and me every year. From Wuhu, Anhui to Jinhua, Zhejiang, we have been with you.
Dad, in 2010, my mother and I came to your alma mater, the former PLA Information Engineering University, and left a "family portrait" in front of your statue. Dad, this is my first time to go to your alma mater, and it is also the first time I have "taken a photo" with you after your sacrifice. Later, I often looked through the photo albums at home and counted the photos of our family. But when I added them together, I couldn’t make up a “nine-cable grid”. Every time I see my classmates with my parents, I am inexplicably lost and I shuttled through the crowd. I always inadvertently look for figures in green military uniforms, wanting to rush up and shout, "Dad..."
Time has changed, and I have grown up. Not only have I understood you, but I often secretly told myself that I should learn from you and take on the responsibility of a soldier like you in the future. Although I am not as good as you now, I cannot be as determined as you. Whenever I think about this, I feel admiration arises naturally.
At the same time, I will also think about what drives you to make such a choice? Or, what kind of environment makes you that way? So, I hope to go to your alma mater and find the answers. This answer may not be entirely found in your alma mater, but I think it must be a good starting point.
Of course, the "road" to your alma mater is not smooth sailing. If you want to pass your alma mater, you need to take the physics exam. I hesitated because physics is a subject I am not good at. But the inner desire for that answer defeated my fear. I have been confused, confused, and doubted my choice at the time. Whenever this happens, I always look up at the night sky, and the stars appearing and appearing in the night. For some reason, I always feel that one of them must be you, you are encouraging and supporting me. In an instant, I felt the sun shining in my heart, and I was filled with strength again. Although the days of preparing for the exam in the third year of high school were tense and boring, I lowered my head and immersed in the sea of questions and looked up to look forward to the future. Before going to bed, I can’t help but imagine that I can walk into your alma mater in a few months in a military uniform and enjoy the flowers blooming on campus in September. Whenever that happens, the fatigue of the day will be wiped out.
efforts really pay off. When I took the college entrance examination, I didn’t seem as nervous as I thought, so I carefully wrote down the answers on the answer sheet. The small answer sheet not only writes down my three years of hard work in high school, but also has my infinite longing for the future. When the ringtone rang for the end of the last subject, I felt relieved. Regardless of the result, I have used my efforts to bring an end to my high school career. After a few days of waiting, I found the results. Even if there are regrets, it will eventually come true.
Dad, remember that on the 10th anniversary of your sacrifice, my mother and I went to the bridgehead of the south bridge to pay homage, and a group of people were talking nonstop. On the way back, I told my mother: "They can't say that Aunt Xiaoyue, she is very kind." Dad, we and Aunt Xiaoyue, who were rescued by you, have become relatives, and she often misses you.
I remember a martyr said when he died: "When you win, please don't forget us!" Dad, I am your daughter, I will always walk on the road of "finding" you. Many years later, if you can see your shadow in me, it will be the best inheritance.
Dad, even though you and I are separated for several years, I believe that your love for me has never changed, and you have been with me. In this year's college entrance examination, my composition title is "Dedicate to Youth China with Youth". Dad, I like Li Dazhao's "Youth". I hope to be as faithful and responsible as you, and to devote my youth to China with my youth!
I wish you all the best in heaven!
Daughter: Meng Shiyan
July 18Late night
Source: PLA Daily
