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By A Golden Millet Dream
Founder wiped his nose, he smiles:. "Why what my signature with it."
"Useful, I'm your fan ah, look at you to help so many people, and my heart warm ah. Hastened to sign your name, if you do not sign, I'll take you back to the police station, we take a statement, that time you have signed. "policeman joked.
Founder stunned, obediently signed his name to the police.
After the bin, but also the police and his photo, Founder did not refuse. Police comrades immediately got a passer-help group photo.
The police seem out of love for the Founder, stand back a little bit, heads held high, with a straight face, showing police Wei Yan Fengfan.
The Founder is not the same, he was so big the first time and the police photo, wiped his nose, a little nervous standing there, subconsciously hands folded on the front.
Passers-click, click, this screen shot down, and then with a look of strange smile will phone back to the police.
Police grin and then bid farewell to the founder, also left a phone before leaving, said:. "Founder auspices, any thing, feel free to call me."
Then, the brothers ran to the police, the robber away.
But that confused the robbers, and now do not understand the situation, rose squealing: "Eighteen years later, I is a hero!"
Founder looked at each other like, do not know the angry or amused, reluctantly shook his head and walked away.
Founder know that this man is definitely not the goal of his mission, but he is not urgent, because it is out of the limelight to hide, no need to hurry back, slowly turn it.
Walked, Founder saw a billboard that read:. "Purple Mountain Tour"
Founder's eyes suddenly light up, he finally knew where, and this is in NJ ah! But then, Founder mind was slightly sank, the mind does not know how, think of the time when Liu Fangfang, I think of that song by singing cry grave tone: the "September Eighteenth, nine hundred and eighteen ......"
"NJ ah ...... pain in the hearts of all Chinese people, Amitabha, have come, in any case going to cherish the memory of what those ancestors." Founder thought of this, with a sigh, looking for someone to find out a bit, "Japanese invaders in Nanjing massacre Memorial "[out of respect, not referred to here] position.
Founder result found that he actually died from Japanese invaders in Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall is not far away, turn two corners to go.
Founder one need not toss, pretty relieved, in accordance with the guidelines of passers-by, and soon found the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall. Memorial Hall is free and open, Founder seen, though not holidays, but still a lot of people here.
Whether adults and children, no matter what is done, how happy thing to hear people passing through here, that they will subconsciously put away a smile, his face solemn walk, as if in that moment, all are happy disappeared, depression and heart only endless grief.
"We came here to give you the next, this is the new memorial hall, his overall design of the shape of" peace boat ", which is going up in a tall bow shape; from the side,It was a like a broken knife inserted in the Loess them; if we have a plan from the sky, he is a swords into plowshares facade ...... "At this time, a group of tourists walking, walking in front of the side guide He walked explain road.
Founder hearing this, but shook his head slightly, he saw how this memorial, is like a giant cemetery! It was resting places of countless people, countless innocent people in that desolate cry ......
There are many outside venues stone, widowed lost son, brutally raped, Satisfy dead son, the mother of the sky and lament; knees crawling, survival instinct of the elderly; hand of his late wife, bending forward of youth; panic, flee kids ; shoulder wrap, elderly woman holding a baby; toting his late father, former juvenile tough line; completely, pain-stricken elderly; clothes messy, dull eyes girl; ** suck dead mother's baby and other eight bronze statue.
Founder looked at the statue of stone, as if suddenly pulled him back to that dark, bloody years, he thought he heard the embrace of the dead child's mother, looking upward, silent cry, as if through time and space, can be heard Founder that piercing impotent cry: "Come Help my child ......"
We seem to see the loss of a baby sucking her mother's chest, but did not know his mother died, about to face unknown dangers ......
Founder looked up at the TV drama statue, subconsciously eyes moist, his hands clasped together, the hearts of endless grief, just into the final sentence:. "Buddha"
Subsequently, Founder follow that group of tourists went inside the venue is free, anyone can enter, but are not allowed to carry lighter. Founder will see some unsuspecting tourists, the initiative turned over to the lighter ......
Fortunately, Founder does not smoke, go along on the trip.
A looked up, looked at the dark stone engraved with different national languages written in large letters: the victims, 300,000 people!
Founder of the heart, is a burst of pent ......
Through the main entrance wide small square, is incomplete monument in Wuran established, struggling twisted an arm and a bronze head stuck in the cobblestones in half, striking the front of the memorial stone walls that read, "1937.12.13-1938.1."
That moment, Founder remember this time, all eyes, it's like back in that era ......
Enter the museum, is on the wall is in Britain, Japan text engraved introduction of the Nanjing Massacre, which "Japan genocide 28 cases, the number of slaughtered 150,000 people, 858 cases scattered killings, the death toll reached 15 million and more ...... "
Followed by a picture of real photos, collapsed houses, flee the crowd, helpless children, flooding, fire, machine gun fire, knives to injure the first game, the floor of the body, hideous executioner ......
Founder do not know how to get past, his mind only a piece of dull, and cry from that time and space, and his heart in the blood, his tears never stopped ......
Founder finally stopped in front a mass grave, looking at the floor of the bones, he was silent, motionless.
Vaguely, the founder seemed to see countless time and space debris, but also seemed to see countless innocent people complaining ...... Founder know,This is true, because if there are souls, then they must be so.
This station is the day, Founder forget the time, so it folded hands, silently watching a daze ......
Fewer and fewer people inside the exhibition hall, do not know what the time is, basically I do not see what people in the hall. Or there, but all points very casual ......
Just then, a few furtive voice sounded: "Sakata Jun, who is running out, we start fighting it."
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