Chapter 62 Twenty-five, a load of stone ditch (1)

In the spring of 1959, the pear blossoms on the terraced fields in the distant mountains of Sangyu were in full bloom, white as snow, (petals) fluttering like butterflies. The most beautiful season came, and it was time for me to say goodbye to Sangyu.Since then, I have never had the opportunity to go to this place called Butt Valley, which requires an hour to climb the mountain road to see pear blossoms.Here is the biggest pear tree I ever saw in my life.The devolved cadres of the Communist Youth League Committee, mainly the staff of the Municipal Youth League School, have returned to the city, and those of us who are alternatives have been assigned to Yidan Shigou of the Nanxinfang Brigade near Tanzhe Temple.

Yidan Shigou has steeper mountains, narrower terraced fields, and many distant places have been abandoned.During the Great Leap Forward, an afforestation brigade was established here, funded by the Municipal Party Committee, the Communist Youth League Committee, Beijing Daily and other units to plant afforestation, Chinese pine orientalis in the distant mountains, apples and peaches in the nearby mountains, and some non-staple food production subsidy agencies.A director surnamed Wang is in charge of the work here, and cadres from the above-mentioned units come to work in rotation for a period of one to two months.We are organized into eight shifts and are long-term workers.The other 17 classes are also long-term, the number of people is smaller than ours, and they belong to those with historical problems.There was a fellow of the seventh class, a banner man, who spoke very elegantly, politely, and gently, and was a standard old Beijing, slightly feminine, and introduced me in a polite tone with a smile on his face: "Your old class eight is a rightist. Our No. 7 class is a historical counter-revolutionary..." His tone and introduction to each other in social situations: "This is Boss Zhang, that is Erye Liu..." There is no difference.The other side of the so-called language violence will become the lubrication and injustice of language, the stylized hollowing and socialization of language, just like English calls everyone a dear.I don't know if the English-speaking people also say "Come here, my dear" when they shoot a prisoner.Anyway, I have heard Mr. Lao She's criticism of Ding Ling, he said "...and you, Comrade Chen Ming, your thinking is also reactionary..." His second-person titles of honor are absolutely meticulous.When the old Wangjun from Class 7 talked about any elements, he was also full of the poor, polite and elegant rules of the old Beijing "banner man".If Na Wu (a character in Deng Youmei's novel) was present, he would have spoken in the same way.

Here I am exposed to more hat characters.I found that a considerable part of the bad luck was not because of the right, but because of being too left.A young man with great ambitions, already a very popular youth discipline inspection leader at the deputy bureau level, turned in his diary and correspondence with his younger brother during the climax of the movement. As a result, both brothers were classified as rightists at the same time.A backbone of the discipline inspection regiment, on July 1, 1958, the party’s birthday, when the movement basically ended, spoke impassionedly about the importance of upholding Yan’an traditions, criticized some people for forgetting their roots after entering the city, and imitated Chen Shimei’s suspension of wives Marry again, and even degenerate into a rightist.His tone is a bit higher, simply, he is a rightist.A comrade with a deaf ear and a foolish and loyal appearance, at the stage of sweeping the five spirits and confessing his heart to the party, he confessed his heart severely, scolded himself a bloody sprinkler, and ended up inviting you into the urn.A woman loves literature and has few achievements, so she handed in the first draft of her unused work in the late period of the movement. Based on this, she was sent to the right.

In 1958, under the control of Khrushchev, the Soviet Communist Party designated Bulganin, Molotov, Malenkov, etc. In the party group, a small cadre expressed his dissatisfaction with He (Wang's note: he may be trying to show positiveness) and said, "Bring old man Mo to us." As a result, he was classified as a rightist.A woman with a beautiful face, clear eyes, and a well-educated family, after becoming a rightist, she repeatedly praised how "profound" her criticism was.There are also two comrades of non-intellectual background, mainly because they have problems with people, are dirty, noisy, speak rough words, and become rightists.There was a barber in our class who claimed he was not a cadre and could not be a rightist. He was designated as an "anti-socialist" because of his speech on the chaos of unified purchase and marketing...

The eighth class has a squad leader and a deputy squad leader to lead everyone.Director Wang in the office of the afforestation team is more suitable for handling production, but he is not very good at the task of ideological transformation.Once he was listening to the summary and criticism seminar of Class 8, and fell asleep, snoring loudly.So the two squad leaders took up the burden and established a strong sense of leadership. They said that being able to lead such a group of people is not easy, and it will be meaningful in retrospect.They tried their best to organize ideological criticism, and used the methods and words they had learned in the movement to engage themselves.He often holds meetings late at night, and fights fiercely when he grabs something. Once, Li Binsheng, a cartoonist from Beijing Daily, almost fainted. "Shameless!" "Self-destruction!" "Reactionary instincts!" , Thinking that the eighth class is crying and howling with ghosts and wolves every night, full of ugly tunes, disturbing people's dreams, disgusting and disgusting...then the temperature of the struggle was slightly lowered.It can be said that this is a spectacle where the wind wants to be quiet but the trees don't stop.

To be fair, the responsibility cannot be placed entirely on the two squad leaders. The rightists also have a kind of masochism, a kind of enthusiasm, willing to criticize each other, especially willing to at least get used to brutally inflicting all the strong beams they have suffered on others , what one does not want (and has to accept), (handyly) transfers to others.If you don't want to receive it, you must teach it to others.If you don't want to, give and receive the closest relative.Those who are often beaten tend to be fierce when they beat others, and those who are indifferent tend to be indifferent to others.This is also a variant of human nature.

The two class monitors also had an interest in literature and art, and ordered me to write a drama script reflecting the transformation of the rightists, saying that it was also meaningful to the international communist movement.I know I can't write, but I still stay up late every day, thinking hard.