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That day, the remnants of Typhoon No. 11 caused exceptionally heavy rainfall over a wide area, submerging many rice fields in water. At dawn, more than 100 officers and soldiers from my unit quickly mobilized to My Phuc village, Tien Luc commune, to assist the people in harvesting the rice. Upon arrival, we immediately divided into teams according to each rice field to harvest the waterlogged rice. The water was a white sheet, and thick mud clung to our clothes, but the soldiers' hands moved swiftly, wielding sickles and tying bundles of rice. The swishing sound of sickles mingled with the splashing of water, interspersed with shouts and cheerful laughter... creating a rustic yet heartwarming countryside melody on that stormy day.

Most of us come from farming backgrounds, so we're no strangers to harvesting, threshing, and drying rice. When we went to the fields, everyone worked together, giving their all to help the villagers preserve every precious grain of rice, like gold, in our homeland. Seeing the sacks of rice carefully packed and quickly loaded onto trucks to be taken to the drying yard in time for the sun, we felt relieved and proud to have contributed a small part to protecting the harvest. Working through lunchtime, forgetting our fatigue, the soldiers and the people of My Phuc village harvested dozens of hectares of rice, saving the entire field from the risk of total crop loss.

These simple yet noble deeds continue to illuminate the image of Uncle Ho's soldiers in peacetime. Because wherever they are, in whatever circumstances, soldiers are always ready to serve the people, maintaining the unwavering loyalty and affection between the military and the people, just like the heart of the land and fields of their homeland.

    Source: https://www.qdnd.vn/van-hoa/van-hoc-nghe-thuat/nho-hom-gat-lua-giup-dan-1015494