Arrive <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:justify;">The rain at the end of June added a little unexpected poetry to our journey. Under the guidance of the teacher, our group went to the Summer Festival Uprising Memorial Hall and began a red journey through which history and nature were intertwined. Despite the continuous rain and mosquitoes, the tour guide's humor and patience made the whole trip interesting, and also made the exploration of revolutionary memories more profound.</p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:justify;">The first stop of this trip is the group of monuments at the entrance of the memorial hall. The stone tablet is engraved with "Nanba · Dingyan, the first place of the Summer Festival Uprising" and "The martyrs of the Three Summer Festival Uprising will live forever!" And so on, solemn. Standing in front of the monument, it seems that you can hear the echo of the heroic call in that war-to-war era. The images of the workers in the sculpture are lifelike. They hold tools high, symbolizing the spirit of unity and struggle. These monuments are not only a memory of the martyrs, but also a wake-up call to posterity.</p> Rise in revolt <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:justify;">Through the courtyard outside the memorial hall, the traditional Chinese architecture looks more quaint in the rain. The eaves of the black tiles are dripping into a line, and the figure of gray bricks is reflected on the bluestone road. We walked slowly with an umbrella. The tour guide told the colorful story of the uprising. Everyone was fascinated by it. At this time, the sound of rain outside the courtyard became the accompaniment of the story, and even forgot the mosquito bites.</p> Display <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:justify;">The museum displays living utensils and combat weapons of those years. Straw knitting, bronze mirrors, tea sets and pottery show the old style one by one. The knives and guns displayed in the glass display cabinet are neat and orderly, and the process and impact of the uprising are full of pictures and text on the wall. Each exhibit is like a silent narrator, telling the magnificent history.</p> Epilogue <p class="ql-block">Finally, we came to Xu Qianqian's inscription. His words were powerful and always inspired us to be a better self.</p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:justify;">Along the way, it is not only a visit, but also a baptism of the soul. Although the rain has not stopped, it can't wash away our respect for those long years.</p> Thanks