The great leader Comrade
"Comrade
Sindo County is in the northwestern tip of the country.
Sindo County is the island of glory which has been converted into a production base of chemical fibre with its extensive reed fields swaying in the wind. The great leaders, with the plan to turn the then Mumyongphyong, which had been washed away by the ebb for thousands of years, into a base for producing raw materials for chemical fibre, wisely led the grand nature-remaking campaign to connect the islands into one by building a 100-ri bank and so to build up thousands of hectares of reed fields, personally named it the Silk Island and paid deep attention to its development.
On this Silk Island far away from the mainland, the respected Comrade
The respected Comrade
His visit was such an unexpected one that the officials who greeted him found themselves moved almost to tears.
It was the time of low tide when it is impossible to put the ship ashore that he arrived, passing through a rough seawater.
Of course, it was not on the pier but on a rough silt that he landed.
At the thought that the day of August of decades ago when President
He stressed the need to plant deep in the hearts of the officials, party members and other working people the immortal exploits of President
After looking around every corner of Sindo County, he said that the relevant sectors should help to spruce up Sindo County, adding that, as it was of a small size, living of the people would improve quickly if they buckled down all together.
When he got in the car and headed for the pier, the whole Silk Island turned into a scene of deep emotion.
When the ship was leaving the pier, the people of Sindo County rushed towards the ship like a surf.
They even jumped into water to get closer to the ship in a great emotion.
Though the ship was out of sight, they could not leave the pier for long, feeling guilty for the fact that nothing had been done to give him a pleasure.
Before long they got a moving news that he sent a bus of love.
He had been told by the senior official of the county that the buses in the county were so old that the workers of the township were having trouble getting to the pier. He had affectionately asked him which was better, a gasoline-or a diesel-powered bus.
An unparalleled emotion rose from the hearts of the people on the island who were rubbing the bus with their hands wet with tears.
Before the sensation subsided, the respected Comrade
Indeed, the Silk Island was far away from Pyongyang, but the Party's love was quite near.
Feeling very thankful to the respected Comrade
Indeed, it is an island blessed with the benevolent love of the Party.
The sacred traces of respected Comrade