For various reasons, they have committed various crimes and must be punished by law; and their daily lives and their bodies cannot withstand the same treatment as ordinary cells; they are also impriso

For various reasons, they have committed various crimes and must be punished by law; and their daily lives and their bodies cannot withstand the same treatment as ordinary cells; they are also imprisoned in ordinary cells. Don't go there for a day or two. You might get sick or die of illness. That's an unavoidable thing. Therefore, the purpose of allowing them to live in a special preferential treatment number is simply to hope that they will repent as soon as possible. Therefore, rather than saying that the special treatment number is a prison, it is more accurate to say that it is a sanatorium, but it cannot come in and out freely. Compared with the ordinary account that is damp and dirty, it is very different. Inmates who were suffering and sick in the ordinary ship suddenly felt that one was heaven and the other hell when they suddenly saw the cleanliness and spaciousness of the preferential ship. Because Xiangsong was an important political prisoner, the government moved him from the ordinary number to the preferential number in order to quickly change his original communist beliefs. Xiangsongqian lived in the Ordinary House with three companions. They talked about it and found it quite easy to live. Now I am alone. Sitting in this cell every day, I feel deeply lonely. He doesn't know how to smoke or drink. He can't smoke to relieve his boredom or drink to relieve his worries. And what can make him forget everything is just reading. He borrowed a lot of books from fellow prisoners of the same name. He was originally a person who loved reading. Once there were enough books for him to read, even the ten-pound iron shackles nailed to his feet would not work. I feel how heavy it is on my feet. Especially now, books are like morphine shots that relieve pain in the hands of doctors. As soon as he reads the book and sees the interesting parts, he numbly forgets his mental depression and physical pain. After all, his brain power was limited. After reading for several hours, his head would start to ache. He put a pair of elbows on the table, hugged his swollen head with both hands, and continued reading as before. , while gritting his teeth and muttering to himself: "As much pain as you want! Pain! Pain as much as you want! Cerebral hemorrhage, just faint and die!" It wasn't until the brain pain was so severe that he couldn't bear it anymore, then he dropped the book and stood up at the table. Or lie down on the iron bed, stretch out your limbs, close your eyes and rest; or pace from the inside to the outside, and then from the outside to the inside; or stand at the window and look out the window. I was lost in thought on a dull rainy day; I also successfully looked at the willow tree outside the wall with half dead branches and half green leaves. As soon as he saw the cluster of thick green willow leaves, he guessed that the trees all over the earth were probably blowing by the warm spring breeze and growing bright green leaves - he seemed to get something from this. Spring. He lives like this every day. When the guard who was changing the shift today opened the door to look at him, the most important prisoner during the shift change, he saw that Xiangsong was neither reading nor pacing. He was sitting at the table, supporting himself with his left hand. head, holding the pen in his right hand and writing on the paper while thinking. Xiangsong seemed to have some feelings today and wanted to write them down. What is he writing about? ah! He is writing a letter to his friends. Dear Friends: I have finally been taken prisoner and imprisoned. As for the circumstances of my being captured and imprisoned, you can read it in the newspapers and you have a general idea, so I don’t need to say anything about it. After I was captured, I was tied up with ropes, put in heavy shackles, taken countless photos, escorted by armored vehicles, paraded alive at several mass meetings, and even put in a cage. Just like a movie, one scene passes by! I don't want to recall those things in the past. Memories will only increase my unbearable shame and distress! I also don't want to tell you about my life in prison. . The ancients said: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nourished but cannot be kissed." These words apply to me. I can't bear to imagine a mother missing her beloved son on her deathbed; just thinking about it makes my heart burst into tears and my eyes fill with tears. When I rushed back to Jinan from Peiping, and then back to Qingping from Jinan for the funeral, I saw my mother's coffin and the simple house. I really wanted to hit my head on the coffin and die with my mother underground. I regret, I really regret, I should never have left my mother. No matter what reputation, status, happiness, or honor in the world, nothing can compare to staying by your mother's side, even if she doesn't know a word.