In Fuyuan, the easternmost land of our motherland, the winter nights are long and the sunshine is precious. Not far from the border defense line, a temporary duty station of a border defense company of the Northern Theater Command Army was quietly established before the arrival of the winter snowstorm last year. The sunshine here is brief every day, and the officers and soldiers chase after it to go on duty and patrol. Because their hearts were always sunny, they gave this unnamed outpost a warm name - 'Sunshine Outpost'. On winter nights, twinkling lights illuminate the vast snowfield, and the sentry post is like a steel nail nailed to the border, standing still despite the howling of wind and snow. Sergeant Su Xinhui, a veteran who has been guarding the border for more than 10 years, led several selected soldiers to spend the first winter at the outpost here. Responsibility on their shoulders, warmth in their hearts, and hope ahead - this seemingly ordinary winter will eventually become a deeply remembered time in their lives. The years when An's heart remained steadfast, like a furnace, heated the hearts of warriors. At 6 o'clock in the morning, the heavens and earth did not awaken. The sentry commander Su Xinhui has led his soldiers to carry the water that came from the river, walking slowly on the way back to the sentry post. Taking a break on the way, Private Liu Xinchao rubbed his hands and said, "The wind was really strong last night, and the door rang all night. I didn't sleep much all night." Su Xinhui was very familiar with such snowstorms. He had just become the class monitor that year and encountered a snowstorm while leading the team on duty. The team was trekking through waist deep snow, with him walking at the forefront. Every few steps he took, he would turn back and shout, "Step on my footprints, follow one closely!" On the snowy road, the footprints of the squad leader ahead were the "signposts" of his comrades behind him. Returning to the checkpoint, Corporal Sun Xiaoyu was crouching down to reinforce the foundation of the wooden house. Su Xinhui walked over and patted off the snow on his shoulder, saying, "The house can shake, but the stake in our hearts must be nailed tightly!" Sun Xiaoyu nodded and exerted even more force on his hand. There is joy in hardship, and happy days always bring peace to one's heart. Officers and soldiers carefully record a "border situation log" that grinds down every corner. In addition to recording the border situation during duty, they also casually record what they see, hear, and feel. On the latest page, new recruit Zhao Qiang drew a series of footprints and added a line of text: "Unknown footprints were found during patrol. After being identified by the squad leader, they were left by passing wild animals." Su Xinhui smiled and added, "Be vigilant on duty! Records must be rigorous!" The pot of green ivy on the windowsill was affectionately called "Dongji Luo" by the officers and soldiers. Private Li Jin is its "full-time gardener", chasing the sunshine every day to move the flowerpot, and wrapping it with cotton wool at night. In this cold and bitter place, no one could have imagined that it would slowly sprout new shoots. That stubborn green has become a precious scenery at the outpost - when comrades return from duty, they always take a glance at it first. On a clear and snowy day, the sentry post organized a "snow sculpture competition", and the quiet snowfield suddenly became lively. Liu Xin and Zhao Qiang built a "Tiananmen Square", while Sun Xiaoyu remained silent and sculpted a "sentinel" in front of it, with rough lines but standing straight. Su Xinhui held his camera and aimed at everyone's faces, which were red from the cold but smiling brightly, capturing one joyful moment after another. At night, the soldiers gathered around the stove and chatted about the winter in their hometown in the local dialect. Li Jin twisted a section of Northeastern Yangko, and Zhao Qiang shouted in a Shandong tune, causing everyone to burst into laughter. That night, Su Xinhui pointed to a brilliant starry sky outside the window and said, "Look, that shining star is the North Star. Follow it, we will never get lost on patrol." More peaceful moments were quietly written into the diaries of the officers and soldiers: Sun Xiaoyu drew the silhouette of the sentry looking up at the starry sky, and Liu Xin carefully copied the frontier poem recommended by the sentry. The soldiers say that every warmth gives them peace of mind and roots in guarding their posts. Stay alert and reap growth. Li Jin is the "happy fruit" of the sentry, but when he first joined, this city boy looked more like a "dull gourd". Su Xinhui noticed a gap in his heart and gave him more encouragement and warmth in his work. Last New Year's Eve, Li Jin celebrated the Lunar New Year for the first time in the company. Su Xinhui arranged the cook to make a bowl of Li Jin's favorite Braised pork belly, and dragged him to the post to watch the fireworks in the distance. Faced with the goodwill and sincerity of his comrades, Li Jin secretly made up his mind: from now on, he would no longer complain and become a qualified "Eastern Pole Sentinel". Every border soldier in An has two "homes", one far away and one very close, one very small. On a big weekend afternoon, it was the agreed video call time between Su Xinhui and his wife Wang Xiujuan. The screen lit up and the 4-year-old child shouted 'Dad' repeatedly. Wang Xiujuan always reports her safety first, and then asks in detail, "Is the heating hot?" "Are there many soldiers with frostbite hands?"... She pauses for a moment, as if suddenly remembering something: "Today in class, we were talking about frontier poetry, and I showed the patrol photos you sent back to the students. The children all said they want to become part of the People's Liberation Army in the future." For this couple who have been living apart for years, there are still some words that can only be hidden in their hearts. Wang Xiujuan didn't tell her husband that whenever the news reported a sudden snowstorm in the East Pole, she couldn't sleep soundly all night. She wrote this concern in her diary: 'I know, he guards' everyone', and I want to guard our 'little home'. Border soldiers have two 'homes', one far away, one very close, and one very small and one very large.'. The hearts of border guards are both at home in the distant 'little home' and at the 'big family' of border defense. In the storage room, potatoes and cabbage are neatly sized. Before entering winter, Su Xinhui specially asked the company to supply an extra batch of winter vegetables - that year, the road was blocked by a snowstorm, and the company became an "isolated island", relying on potatoes and cabbage to hold on until the road was open. Now winter at the checkpoint, stocking up on winter vegetables is a major concern for him. On the wall of the Sentinel Restaurant, there are recipes from the hometown of the comrades in arms: Jilin Stewed Vermicelli, Shandong Braised pork leg in brown sauce in Brown Sauce... When we are homesick, we follow the recipes. What is floating in the smoke of three meals is the hometown flavor across mountains and rivers. The company has always had a tradition that whoever celebrates his birthday must have a bowl of "longevity noodles". On Sun Xiaoyu's birthday, Su Xinhui got up early and started busy, making 4 dishes and even serving a bowl of noodles with eggs in a bun. This scene made Sun Xiaoyu's eyes red. At the checkpoint, everyone takes turns cooking. It was the turn of Chef Li Jin. While cleaning the induction cooker, he amused Su Xinhui: "Monitor, you were a pacesetter in the martial arts contest last year, and you have to steam Mantou like a pacesetter!" Su Xinhui smiled and rolled up his sleeves to prepare for mixing noodles: "My craftsmanship was handed down by the old monitor." The old monitor also passed on the rule that the last patrol grain should be shared with fellow soldiers. A patrol car broke down by the Jiejiang River, trapping everyone in the wind and snow. The old squad leader broke down the last piece of compressed dry food and distributed it to everyone piece by piece. Swallowing the warm dry food and moving forward in the wind and snow, Su Xinhui truly understood the weight of the word "comrade in arms". When Second Class Sergeant Wang Lei first arrived at the company, he knew little about the history of the land beneath his feet. Memorizing place names with regional characteristics is always difficult. Su Xinhui told him the story behind the boundary markers, how the veterans braved the wind and snow to build a company, how they laid their heads and raised their first flag on the wilderness. Defend the border and predict the border. ”Su Xinhui compiled the terrain into a rhyme and led everyone to recite it in the morning and evening. Nowadays, Wang Lei has become the 'jurisdictional expert' of the company. This time he was selected to be on duty at this temporary outpost due to his excellent comprehensive qualities. The cold wind howls outside, while the warmth inside is like spring. Still in the kitchen, Sun Xiaoyu was exchanging his duty experience with Su Xinhui while cutting the cabbage finely. Sun Xiaoyu talked about the patrol where he saved a wild animal caught in a fishing net; He also talked about a regret in his heart that he had never spent a birthday with his wife after being married for many years. Su Xinhui heard it with mixed emotions. Guarding the 'everyone' behind us, full of emotions towards every blade of grass and every tree on the border; Worried about the distant 'little family', the debt to family can only be hidden deep in the heart - perhaps this is the ordinary and great of those who guard the border. When setting up a border checkpoint here to become a "landmark" for the peace of mind of the motherland and the people, Su Xinhui always walks ahead of the team. He has been walking this road for over 10 years. At a bend not far from the Jiejiang River, there stands a border stone - it was jointly erected by Su Xinhui and his comrades 10 years ago. There are over 60 names engraved on the stone, and behind each name lies a period of youthful vigilance. Many years ago, Wang Xiujuan came to the team to visit relatives. It was beside this stone that Su Xinhui made a vow of love to her. Later, they held a wedding ceremony in the company and came hand in hand to this border stone. She stood by the stone wearing a wedding dress, and I held her with my left hand and saluted with my right hand. ”Every time Su Xinhui recalls this experience with his comrades, a warm light shines in his eyes. In his heart, he hopes to have more comrades who can pour their love and affection into the land they are guarding. One evening shortly after being stationed, the officers and soldiers returned from patrol and encountered a fellow villager's car stuck in a snow pit. Without waiting for Su Xinhui's order, everyone took ropes, shoveled snow, padded stones, pushed carts... The cold wind was piercing, and everyone worked together to finally push the cart back onto the road. The fellow villagers tightly grasped Su Xinhui's hand and thanked him. Su Xinhui pointed to the sentry post that was lit up in the distance and said, "Did you see that light? If you encounter difficulties near here in the future, come to the sentry post to find us." Now, this fellow villager has become the "volunteer information officer" of the sentry post, often sounding his horn to pay tribute when passing by, occasionally bringing fresh vegetables, and delivering packages to officials and soldiers. Su Xinhui said, "Guarding the border is not only about guarding the border, but also about guarding people's hearts. Standing here, the checkpoint should become a 'signpost' that reassures the motherland and the people. Even if not on duty at the checkpoint, soldiers like to gaze into the distance. In that gaze, there was concern for loved ones, as well as persistence in holding onto the land beneath their feet. When feeling homesick, Li Jin left a message for his family: "When spring comes, I want to plant more green plants and connect the greenery. When my comrades change positions, this place will not be 'a little green', but 'a green wall'!" Snow Sea persevered and had aspirations in his heart. Liu Xin said to the platoon leader over the phone, "I hope that in the new year, a sunroom can be built at the outpost. Next winter, everyone can read books and grow vegetables inside, making the outpost feel more at home." Sun Xiaoyu quietly collected stones from the Jiejiang sandbar, including smooth pebbles and naturally textured rocks. He said, "Once we have enough savings, we need to create a 'China map' at the entrance of the checkpoint. The eastern pole of our motherland, which we guard, is located at this' point '. I need to place the most beautiful stone here because this' point' carries all our vigilance." Wang Lei also has his own 'creative idea' - he wants to use his camera to record the four seasons of border defense: the frozen Jiejiang River, the open streams, the wildflowers in summer, the white birch in autumn, and the figures of his comrades on duty. I want to make a TV series called 'Four Seasons of the East Pole' and give it to the new recruits of the company in the future. Look, this is where we are guarding! "Zhao Qiang, the youngest, had a romantic proposal. On the longest winter night,