清明时节雨纷飞。又逢清明,各家忙祭,香纸灰飞间,总令人想起那些烈士陵园。记得有一年,单位组织去法卡山烈士陵园扫墓。从小到大,我们已瞻仰过很多的烈士陵园,但走进眼前这个陵园,我们还是被深深地震撼了。这是一个怎样的陵园呢?在那并不久远的年代,为了阻止敌人的侵犯,154个兄弟姐妹献出了宝贵的生命。他们牺牲时太年轻了,最大的才29岁,最小 Rainy season fly. Every Qingming, busy busy offering, fragrant paper flying, always reminiscent of those martyrs cemetery. I remember one year, the unit organized to go to Dhaka Mount Martyrs cemetery. From small to large, we have seen many martyrs cemetery, but into the immediate cemetery, we are still deeply shocked. What kind of cemetery was this? In those days not long ago, in order to prevent the encroachments of the enemy, 154 siblings sacrificed their precious lives. They were too young at the expense of the youngest, 29 years old