It was a sunny afternoon, and as the team leader, I went to the paired nursing home with my comrades to carry out volunteer services. The sense of unfamiliarity upon first arriving at the nursing home dissipated when the staff introduced a special elderly person - 'We have an old soldier living here who has fought on the battlefield and participated in the Crossing of the River Campaign!' Respect arose spontaneously. With anticipation, my comrades and I decided to visit this veteran and listen to her tell battle stories, but in the end, everyone's footsteps stopped at a hospital bed. The elderly man's daughter whispered that her mother is old and often falls asleep during this period, making it difficult for her to get up. For a moment, we were all at a loss. A heavy emotion weighs on our hearts. Just as everyone was hesitating, the old man seemed to feel someone around him and slowly opened his eyes. Mom, you're awake... "The daughter whispered to her mother, explaining our purpose of coming. I quickly approached the old man and pointed to the armband on my homework uniform, saying, "Grandma, look, Red Flag, August 1st!" The old man stared intently at the armband, his eyes gradually showing an excited expression. After a while, she softly sang a song: 'I am a soldier, from the common people...' Although her voice was not loud, it was very firm. My comrades and I immediately caught up with the old man's rhythm, beat her rhythm, and sang along with her. However, time diluted the old man's memory, and she only repeated the first few lines. Mom, if you think about it again, do you remember any other military songs? ”The old man's daughter leaned over to her mother's ear to guide and hummed a familiar melody, "Forward, forward, forward..." The old man seemed to remember something and continued to hum along with the melody: "Our team faces the sun, stepping on the land of our motherland..." The old man's daughter told us that her mother's name was Yu Hui, born in the Jiaodong region in 1931. Amidst the fragmentation of mountains and rivers, Yu Hui's sister plunged into the anti Japanese tide at an early age, sowing a seed of revolution in the young heart of Yu Hui. She actively participated in the children's group in the village, standing guard and transmitting intelligence for the Eighth Route Army. In 1946, 15-year-old Yu Hui successfully joined the army and fought with the troops everywhere. In the Battle of Crossing the Yangtze River, she served as a medic and crossed the river with a million soldiers. My mother and her comrades crossed the river at night. The enemy fired at the river, and a huge water column jumped into the air. The small wooden boat almost capsized. My mother didn't care about her own safety at that time, just tightly protected the first aid kit in her arms, and the bullets flew past her... "The old man's daughter told us her battle story. After the establishment of the People's Republic of China, Yu Hui changed jobs on site according to organizational arrangements and worked diligently in various positions such as Jiangsu, Shanghai, and Zhejiang. This Shandong girl overcame difficulties such as language barriers and unfamiliarity with the local environment, dedicating her youth to the cause of national construction. The elderly man's daughter told us that her mother's original name was "Yu Meijuan". After joining the army, she changed her name to "Hui", symbolizing the pursuit of brightness and the dedication of light and warmth to the country and the people. "This is the lifelong vow of my mother. As a soldier, I can particularly understand the elderly's love for their country and people. When I organized my comrades to pay tribute to the elderly, they smiled - this is a special dialogue between two generations of soldiers, without words, but has already spoken a thousand words. When leaving the nursing home, the afterglow of the sunset gently falls. The old man's singing still echoes in his ears. This song, like a warm 'afterglow', reflects the everlasting loyalty and faith, and also illuminates our young hearts. (New Society)