Sacrifice Site of Young Hero Xiaoluobotou

What travelers say:

In 1949, under the identification of the agents, the small radish head buried in the concrete was dug out, and the rotten hand was still holding the red pencil of the previous life. The little radish head is the youngest martyr in our country, when he was only eight years old at the time of his sacrifice, and after being brutally killed by the enemy, in order to wipe out the evidence of killing, they even buried the dead radish head in cement. The father of the little radish head is Song Yuyun, the mother is Xu Linxia, is an excellent Communist Party member, after the Xi'an incident, Jiang took measures against important participants, Song Yuyun family is in the list. The prison is lightless all day, the environment is humid, and there are often various reptiles running around. This is not the worst. The worst is that they have a large dung tank around them. The humid environment makes the smell stronger, and even when eating, they can't get rid of it. In such an environment, the little radish head grew up resolutely, he did not complain, but silently endured all this with his mother, and he was like an adult at a young age, and all the suffering was swallowed in his heart. The reason why the little radish head has such a name is also because it usually eats too little, nutrition can not keep up, so there is a big head body but very thin, so those women in the prison aunt, he gave him such a nickname. In the autumn of 1949, the liberation process accelerated, and the dawn was approaching, and agents began to prepare to solve the problems of these people. Song Yuyun, Xu Linxia couple are naturally not afraid of death, but the child is only eight years old, for this reason, Xu Linxia has to ask them to let the child go, but the voice just fell, the hero, become a martyr. With the blood of his parents stabbed the little radish head, a little life so easily disappeared, at that moment, he still held his favorite red pencil. It was not enough. In order not to leave evidence, the agents washed the blood and sealed them with cement until the agents confessed that the world knew that the family of three had died. Without the blood of heroes, there would be no peace and stability. Some sins, never really past, may change in ways that still affect us. And those who commit sins never sincerely apologize, or even seek to distort and erase history, none of us is qualified to forgive the heroic ancestors.