How would you thank the People's Liberation Army for sending boiled eggs to flood fighters in the rain?

When the word soldier is mentioned, it is the object of admiration and respect for all of us, because they are the people's soldiers and the pillar of the country. Whenever there is danger, they are the first to rush ahead. It is precisely because of them that the Chinese nation can win great victories and become increasingly prosperous and powerful today. China is a region with frequent floods, especially in many places in the south this summer.

The first people who rushed to the scene to carry out rescue activities were our people's soldiers. They saved the people in from the mire regardless of fatigue and their own dangers, which made us feel respect. They were the most lovely people of this era, including many young faces, some of whom were only 18 years old and 19 years old, who were in a good stage of their lives, and some even appeared in the front line of flood fighting without telling their relatives and friends at home. It makes people feel very sad to see that their shoulders are worn out by sandbags, their feet are soaked in the sea, and the skin on their arms is sunburned, but there are very few things we can do.

A few days ago, when the soldiers who were fighting floods were evacuated from Zongyang County, Tongling, Anhui Province, they wanted to go to Lujiang County, Hefei to continue fighting floods. The people who got the news braved the heavy rain and lined up in a street to bid farewell to our soldiers. They chased the moving vehicles and sent their own boiled eggs, grapes and other foods to express their gratitude and gratitude to the people's soldiers for their selfless dedication and care for everyone. This situation made people feel this way.

If it were me, I would do my best to contribute to them, bring them water to play with, send them some food, or carry a bag of sandbags for them to provide a rest place for those who are tired. I know that the PLA has the discipline of not taking the masses one stitch at a time, but no one can bear to watch them eat only compressed biscuits.