48年过去了,回想起入党的日子里,我常常心潮起伏,久久不能平静。半个多世纪的人生道路,历尽艰险坎坷,一切都变得淡然,然而入党前后那段经历,我永远不会忘记。 1948年夏天学校放暑假,我们兄弟随着在完小教书的母亲回到乡下干活,筹集下个学期的费用。这天上午,村东头突然响起枪声。大哥气喘吁吁地跑回家说:“妈,还乡团抓壮丁,已经进村了！”妈妈放下手中的簸箕,抓住大哥的胳膊:“快跑！宁投八路也不能让国民党抓了去。快……”当我们从后门跑上大道时,两个国民党还乡团的大兵已经 Forty-eight years have passed, and in retrospect the days of joining the party, I often have ups and downs and I can not be calm for a long time. More than half a century of life’s path, experienced rough and rough, everything has become indifferent, but during and after joining the party, I will never forget. Summer vacation in the summer of 1948, our brothers go back to work in the country with a small teaching mother, raise the next semester fees. This morning, the village suddenly sounded gunshots. Big Brother gasped to go home and said: “Mom, return home grab the strong, has entered the village!” Mom put down the dustpan in his hand and seize the eldest brother’s arm: “Run! Ning voted eight can not let the Kuomintang arrested. Fast ... ”As we ran up the avenue from the back door, the soldiers of the two Kuomintang hometown regiments were already there