Excerpt from Lei Feng's diary (with title)

Classic excerpts from Lei Feng's diary

Comrade Lei Feng is a great comrade who loves the motherland and the people. Lei Feng's diary has been widely circulated so far. This paper introduces the classic excerpts from Lei Feng Diary for your reference.

Excerpt from lei feng's diary: the first political lesson

65438 10/9 after breakfast, comrades from our new barracks gathered in an auditorium, and the director of the political department gave us the first political lesson. He said that you have joined the China People's Liberation Army and shouldered the sacred responsibility of defending the motherland. You should learn politics and modern military science and technology, be proficient in weapons, always be vigilant and be ready to destroy enemies who dare to invade our country ... Colonel Wu then introduced us to the glorious history of our regiment and told us many heroic deeds in the war years. The film Dong Cunrui was shown after class. Seeing the heroic deeds of Dong Cunrui, a war hero, who bombed the bunker, I was moved to tears and determined to learn from him. When I came back from class, I found a People's Liberation Army Pictorial. I saw the portrait of Huang Jiguang, a war hero. I cut him out and posted it in my diary. I keep a diary every day. I want to see him first and think about him. What a great education and encouragement my first political lesson in the army gave me!

Excerpt from Lei Feng's diary: Taking care of an old lady

At the beginning of June, I was on a business trip and took a bus back to Fushun at Shenyang Railway Station. At 5 o'clock in the morning, it's time to get on the bus. Just approaching the overpass with a backpack, I saw an old lady with white hair carrying a big bag. It is very difficult to take a few steps to have a rest. I quickly helped the old man with his luggage and helped her get on the train. The old lady was so tired that she was sweating all over. She gasped for half a day before she said to me, "Good boy, aunt can't forget you!" " When I got on the bus, it was crowded. I found a seat for the old man and stood next to him. The train started, because I didn't have breakfast, and I was hungry. I took out two loaves of bread bought at the station and gave them to the old lady. She was very happy with the bread. She said, "It's nice of you to be a soldier. When I saw my son, I asked him to write to your boss ... "The old man said that she was from Shandong and went to Fushun to look for her son, but she didn't know where he lived. She took out a letter and showed it to me. I remember that the address written above is "dormitory 4, Fushun high XX mailbox". Of course I don't know this place, but in order to reassure the old man, I said, "Aunt, don't worry. It is easy to find the address. I'll help you find it when you get off. " I arrived in Fushun at 6 o'clock. I put my backpack at the station, carrying the burden of the old man, and led the old man to ask around. It's almost 9 o'clock, and I finally found it-this "XX mailbox" turned out to be a secret factory. When the old man saw his son, his eyes filled with tears. He said, "Son, if this soldier comrade hadn't found it for his mother, it would be rare to see you today ..." When he left, the mother and son were very grateful and sent me away. I don't want to report it, because this is what I should do. Who knows, the old man's son really wrote a letter to the army, asking the leader to praise the unknown soldier. I was three hours late that day, and I couldn't hide it if I wanted to ...

Excerpt from Lei Feng's Diary: Save 200 yuan.

I will never forget what I suffered from growing up. Military commanders often teach us not to forget the past, which is betrayal. Our country is not rich and still has difficulties, so we must carry forward the fine tradition of thrift, hard work and plain living. Every penny I spend naturally reminds me of my past life and tells myself not to forget my roots. This Spring Festival, I only spent 25 cents on my haircut, and I didn't pay the rest. Comrades said that the socks I was wearing were different and should be replaced with new ones, but I mended them and wore them anyway. ..... In July this year, I went to the Sports Meeting of the Corps of Engineers, and the weather was very hot. Many comrades go outside to buy soda. I also want to buy a bottle, take out the money and come out. I found a water pipe there. I put the money away again, turned on the tap and drank enough. When I did this, some comrades called me a cheapskate and suffered too much. I mean, we can't forget the pain. When the country is in trouble, we should share our worries and do it bit by bit. It's not a matter of meanness. I pay an allowance of 6 yuan every month, leaving only 50 cents for pocket money, and the rest are saved. I joined the army for more than half a year and saved 32 yuan. Plus the salary I saved in the factory, I have saved more than 200 yuan now.

The money is used to support the Liaoyang people's commune and the disaster area. One Sunday two months ago, I went to the street for a haircut and saw thousands of people celebrating the establishment of Wanghua District People's Commune. I think: a newly established people's commune is bound to have many difficulties. As a PLA soldier, I must support it with practical actions. I thought about it, so I took 200 yuan money from the savings office. I went to Wanghua District Commune and explained my purpose. The commune cadres only said that they would accept my heart and not accept money. I said that the people gave me this money, and now I will give it back to the people to support the people's commune in developing production. You must accept this money, just like parents accept money from their sons, so you're welcome. After talking for a long time, the commune only collected 100 yuan. Soon, the newspaper reported that the Liaoyang area had suffered a once-in-a-century flood. I joined the army from Liaoyang and have a deep friendship for everything there. I can't stand by and watch the disaster there. After much deliberation, there was no other way, so I sent the 100 yuan confiscated by the commune to the Liaoyang Municipal Committee of Zhong * * *, and asked them to transfer it to the people in the disaster area.

I don't want leaders and comrades to know what I should do, because I can never repay the kindness of the party. Who knows that afterwards, both the commune Party Committee and Liaoyang Municipal Committee wrote to praise me, which made me very uneasy. ...