Chapter 53 Section 53

It was the first time in his life that he saw this great man so close. It was on Tiananmen Square, on the middle line between the Forbidden City and the Qianmen, behind the Monument to the People's Heroes, the newly completed building was poured with dense reinforced concrete, which is said to be resistant to hydrogen bombs and magnitude 9 earthquakes. In the mausoleum.In the crystal coffin, Mao's head was indeed very large, and it was obviously swollen, which could be seen despite heavy makeup.He was five meters away, in the queue, and only two to three seconds passed, before the words in his mind had time to form.

He felt that he had something to say to the old man, not to the corpse of the leader of the people in the crystal coffin, of course, but to the Mao in the bathrobe. As for which girlfriend he just got out of bed with, or came out of the swimming pool, that didn't matter. It doesn't matter, it is understandable that such a great leader has many girlfriends.He just wanted to say to the old man who took off the commander's uniform and the leader's mask: You have lived enough as a person, and you have to say that you have a great personality. You can be said to be a superman. You have succeeded in ruling China, ghost There is no need to deny that it still affects more than one billion Chinese people, and its influence is so great that it even spreads all over the world.You can strangle people at will, that's what he wants to say, but you can't make a person say what you say, that's what he wants to tell Mao.

He also wanted to say that history can be forgotten, but he had to say what Mao prescribed, so his personal hatred of Mao could not be eliminated.Afterwards, he said to himself that as long as Mao was still enshrined as the leader, the Emperor God, he would never go back to that country.What he gradually became clear is that one person's heart cannot be conquered by another person unless the person himself approves it. What he finally wanted to say was that a person can be killed, but no matter how fragile a person is, the dignity of a person cannot be killed. The reason why a person is a human being is that there is such a little self-esteem that cannot be wiped out.Although people live like worms, do they know that worms also have the dignity of worms? Before being trampled to death, worms pretend to be dead and struggle to escape in order to save themselves, but the dignity of worms cannot be trampled to death.Killing people is like nothing, but have you ever seen someone begging for mercy under a knife?People are inferior to grass, but what he wants to prove is that people have dignity besides life.If you can't maintain the dignity of being a human being, you must either be killed and not commit suicide, or if you still refuse to die, then you have no choice but to flee.Dignity is the awareness of existence, and this is where the weak individual strength lies. If the awareness of existence disappears, this existence is also tantamount to death.

Forget it, the bullshit, but that's what he's made of.Now, when he was finally able to openly say this to Mao, the old man had been dead for more than thirty years, and he could only say this to Mao's ghost or shadow. Mao is wearing a bathrobe, even if he came out of the swimming pool. He is tall, has a fat belly, and has a high-pitched voice, a bit like a female voice, with a strong Hunan accent, but his face is kind, like the huge oil portrait on the top of Tiananmen Square that never changes. He looked like a very nice guy.Xuan Kouhuan smoked one cigarette after another until his teeth were blackened. He smoked special Panda brand cigarettes with a strong fragrance.Mao's taste for strong-flavored foods, such as chili peppers and fatty meat, is something his doctor's memoirs can't possibly make up.

"Friend," Mao said.Mao sometimes referred to people as friends but not all comrades, and he also had many young girlfriends, of course he was not among them.Men are worthy of Mao, who is also called a friend. Among the Chinese, there is Lin Biao, who was later said to be Undur Khan who fled and crashed in Mongolia. The party documents made an exception and released photos of the plane wreckage; He talked eloquently, for three hours at a time. At that time, he was nearly 80 and still talked and laughed. Although he was supported by injections, even a smart Jew like Kissinger admired him, although he could not be called admiration. .

Mao said friends were definitely not for him, but he still didn't come forward, what he wanted to ask was: Do you always really believe in Marx's communism, that Utopia?Or is it used as a cover?This question was asked naively, and because it was still at that time, he would not ask it again. "There are more than 100 parties in the world, and most of them don't believe in Marxism-Leninism." Mao said this in a letter to his wife Jiang Qing at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution. The letter was obviously written to the whole party, and it may not be a private room between husband and wife. Later, the party actually announced it to the whole people as the basis for purging Mrs. Mao who was a widow.

He would rather think at the time!Since Mao said so, he probably still believed it. Then, is this kind of heaven on earth what the old man wants to create?That's what he wanted to ask, if not Hell. "A preliminary stage," Mao said. So when will your advanced stage come?He respectfully asked for advice. "Come again in seven or eight years—" Mao wrote in his letter to his wife. "This Cultural Revolution is a serious exercise." The old man took another line, paused, and wrote, "And after seven or eight years, there will be another movement to sweep away all demons and monsters.After that, there will be many cleanings. After finishing writing, he smiled, revealing a mouthful of black teeth. According to the memoirs of Mao’s doctor, three sachets a day, and he never used a toothbrush to brush his teeth, which was also quite obvious in the news videos of Mao’s reception of foreign guests in his later years.

The old man is really a great strategist!He has deceived the people of the country and many people in the world, and this is what he wants to say. Mao frowned. He quickly said, all your enemies have been defeated by you, and you have won every battle in your life. "Don't be dazzled by the victory, I'm ready to fall to pieces. It doesn't matter. Matter is not destroyed, but let's smash it." The party announced that Mao's letter home was not classified. wrote. It's nothing but you who are crushed!Your old man is still intact, people still go to your memorial hall to pay their respects, this is the undeniable proof of your greatness, he said to Mao's ghost or shadow.

"If you are confident that you will live for two hundred years, you will hit the water for three thousand miles." You wrote poetry in your early years, and you can't help but be called a great stylist. Your domineering style is unprecedented, and it wiped out all the literati in the country. This is your greatness.He said that he could get some literature and ink only after the old man passed away. "There is some tiger spirit in me, which is the main one, and there is also some monkey spirit, which is the second." He said he was at best a little monkey-like. The old man showed a slight smile, as if he had squeezed a worm to death, and extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette, which meant that he was going to rest.

Mao was lying in a crystal coffin covered with what seemed to be a party flag, but he couldn’t remember exactly, but the party led the country, and Mao led the party, so there was no need to cover the flag.In the long queue, passing in front of Mao's body, there were roughly these unformed words in his mind at that time.But he didn't dare to stay a step longer, and he didn't even dare to look back when he passed by, for fear that the people behind would notice the abnormality in his eyes. Now that you write calmly, what you want to say to the emperor who rules hundreds of millions of people is that because you are small, the emperor in your heart can only rule one person, and that is yourself.Now that you have finally said this openly, you have come out of Mao's shadow, but this is not an easy task.You were born at the wrong time, you caught up with the era of Mao's rule, and you were born at the right time, you can't help it, this so-called fate.