Chapter 9 Chapter 9 The New Revolution

1 Contradiction in development and new principal contradiction The development of things is gradual, and the sublimation of contradictions is leaps and bounds.One kind of contradiction is resolved, and another kind of contradiction arises, even suddenly.This is the case.That's it, that's it.Hongmei's husband Cheng Qingdong died.I didn't expect that the love tunnel that I spent nearly three years digging would become her husband's tomb after we used it happily for only two years.The matter is as simple as that, the old principal contradiction is resolved, and a new principal contradiction arises.The tunnel was completely dug through nine months after I became the deputy mayor.It was more than half a year behind my original plan.The main reason for missing work is that after I became the deputy mayor, there were so many meetings, especially as a young revolutionary, I not only had to organize and participate in many meetings in the town, but also went to the county and sometimes to the district to participate. Some will.Every time I leave Chenggang Town, the harvest is that I have learned a lot, enriched my theoretical knowledge, further improved my ideological consciousness, contacted more superior leaders, and laid a solid foundation for my next promotion. It postponed the project deadline of my great and sacred underground love passage, and intensified my longing for Hongmei's physical body.Fortunately, we have already arranged the bridal chamber in the cave before the cave is opened.In the name of electrifying the home of the elderly with five guarantees in the Cheng Gang brigade and broadcasting, I asked the accountant of the brigade to go to the city to buy rat tail rubber wires and copper wire rubber broadcasting cables. The broadcasting lines are merged together, buried in the ditch, and lead into the tunnel.Several street lights were connected in parallel in the tunnel, and a large 200-watt bulb was installed in the bridal chamber.Move the old radio amplifiers out of the town radio station into the tunnel (a deputy mayor, although not out of production, is still an agricultural registered permanent residence, but his revolutionary career is in full swing, and he will be the mayor and county magistrate just around the corner. I said that I would like to borrow that The amplifier listened to it, and the announcer immediately repaired it and delivered it to my house in one night. This is the power of power), and three speakers were installed on the roof of the bridal chamber and the head of the soil bed.I also spread straw and mats on the soil bed mixed with lime, and made a double-layered large wooden box with gaps, filled the two-inch thick gaps with moisture-proof white lime, and then amplified the radio. Put utensils, quilts, quilts and other anti-wet items in the box.Hongmei donated all the blue Pacific bed sheets, mandarin duck pillows and pillow covers when she got married.That underground house became our veritable bridal chamber.After the burrow was thoroughly dug, Hongmei cut out the words "Double Happiness" with red moisture-proof oil paper and pasted it on the soil bed. On the other three walls of the cave, large portraits of great men were nailed on one side, and Li Yuhe, Li Tiemei, Yang Zirong, The portraits of Ke Xiang, Wu Qinghua and Yan Weicai, on the other side, are nailed with classic slogans and catchphrases.For example, "Fight hard against selfishness", such as "Unite the people of the whole country and carry the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution to the end!" and so on.These paper-printed portraits, slogans, and slogans are carefully wrapped by Hongmei in plastic film, and they are isolated from moisture day and night, and their passion and vitality are always exuberant.During the days when the tunnel was dug through --- what a short period of unforgettable and beautiful revolutionary years --- the electric lamp was hung above / the light shone down / the hands of giants / the spirit of a hero / turned Cheng Gangshan Rearrangement/Infinite Faith/Infinite Worship/Looking for the Morning Star in the Night/Let me open the revolutionary channel/Recalling the hard years/My heart is surging and surging/Starting from a pick and a shovel/Two shoulders of love/I How much painstaking effort has been put in / to build a happy building / Kunlun high into the sky / great river into the East China Sea / ordinary people armed with theories / can also smash the reverse current of the times / kick the obstacles under their feet / push the times forward / let

Victory spreads across the mountains/Atomic bombs and hydrogen bombs keep ringing/Splashing steel flowers are undefeated/Dazhai flags are everywhere on mountains and ridges/Water conservancy flowers are blooming on every ridge and every furrow/Thousands of Lei Feng stand up again/A new generation takes over /The dictatorship of the proletariat must be consolidated/The mountains and rivers of the motherland will not change color/Severely beat the dogs in the water/The old world of mud and muddy water will be completely cleared/The frozen poisonous snake is still ready to bite people/The tiger pretending to be dead is still rushing over/Be vigilant/Don’t forget Where there is light, there is black night/We arm five continents/Hearts connect to all seas/Africa’s war drums are ringing/Vietnam’s jungle’s war songs are so heroic/Chinese land’s gongs and drums are fierce/The Chenggang Revolution’s arena/These are not for us The cheers sent out/Could it not be the applause for our love/Could it be the fireworks set off above our heads/Could it not help us to open the road of love under our feet/Gao Aijun and Xia Hongmei/You revolution, you love each other/The road is still long/The road is still tortuous/ There will be light in the future/There will be cloudy weather and waxing and waning in the future/Pull up your sails/Only courage can go to sea/Only progress can you be undefeated/There is no hatred for no reason in the world/There is no love for no reason/You fight against each other/Together Standing in a ring/You fight against each other/Your will is unfailing/You are united and forging ahead/It is the revolution that connects you/You are a revolutionary couple/There are many stories about eternal love/Maybe destined to hold a wedding on the execution ground/Who can say that It’s not love blooming / Go forward / Pay attention to the obstacles under your feet / Fight / Be careful of sniper arrows / Straighten your chest and face the waves and dust / Lift your head and look at the future world / There is nothing to be afraid of the storm / Thunder and thunder, don’t change your face /There will be pitfalls on the way forward/Failure is necessary before success/There will be a lunar eclipse when the moon rises, and there will be clouds when the sun shines/Contradictions are always transformed/If there is no transformation, there will be no solution/When you laugh, you will be happy/Injured Time is not sad / Heroic and mighty and majestic / The world is overturned and generous / Never sell fame and learn to be a king / It is advisable to step forward with courage / Love the army and red plums / Just love each other / Love the army and practice martial arts / Red plum blossoms bloom / Ten fingers form one Power/thousands of small rivers into the sea/Let him come if he should come/Let him lose if he should lose/Point out Jiangshan Jiangshanhong/Inspire words to write new love/Golden monkey rises up with a great stick/Create a new world/ Sweep away all ambition wolves/Let the clear sky be dust-free/Climb the new chapter of the far-reaching spectrum/Guide the country to build the future/Can't forget the tears and blood sweat/Remember the tears and sadness/Sacrifice the successful days from the beginning/Let the great victory cry for success/Go forward !go ahead!go ahead! /Shout!shout!shout! /Aijun will always stand up with guns/red plum blossoms will always bloom/Aijun will always stand up with guns/red plum blossoms will be undefeated/open undefeated, open undefeated/forever and ever open undefeated!Our understanding of dialectics and dialectical materialism has not reached a state of perfection, and the study of the theory of contradiction and practice is still in books, and has not been applied to revolution and production, the reality of life, and the contradictions of love.We thought it was all right.After the bridal chamber was set up, Hongmei moved into the mansion after a quarrel with Qingdong as scheduled, and moved her family's dowry cabinets, boxes, and tables into the mansion.When Qingdong went to school for class, I dug up the last few loads of soil leading to the bottom of the Hongmei cabinet, took off the bottom of the cabinet, hung all of Hongmei's clothes and trousers in the cabinet, and covered the living bottom. up.Thinking that all of this is so perfect and seamless, it has solved the main contradiction in the revolution of our love for each other and our longing for the flesh, or the intractable diseases in the main aspects of the contradiction.In fact, it did work out.The day we dug the tunnel, we did that once on the soil bed.We still wanted to do something, and when I couldn't do it because of my stuff, we tried to get her to slap me a few times, and the stuff really strengthened, and we made do with it a few more times.In the later days, the radio amplifier and the speaker were connected. When we thought about something, we just turned on the amplifier and screwed the red pin to the channel of the Central People's Broadcasting Station or the Provincial Broadcasting Station, and there must be something. Revolutionary songs were playing.The loudspeaker placed by the bed was originally low-pitched, but with the authentic natural urn sound, music or songs were often played, slogans from the parade were called out, and speeches by important revolutionary leaders and the latest and highest instructions were played. When you come out, the tunnel is full of low excitement and red music, gongs and drums.At this moment, Hongmei and I finally couldn't hold back anymore.We made the bed, took off our clothes, watched the bright red music flow over our sheets, wiped away from the smooth, white and tender skin of Hongmei, and listened to the rattling of those portraits and quotations under the music, The blood all over my body will flow crazily and crazily on my body very regularly, and I will stand firm and work with Hongmei for a long time.We have enjoyed the happiness and beauty of husband and wife several times.Because we are not husband and wife, we experience male and female joy a hundred times more.Every time we lie in bed afterwards, we say, "The revolution is worth it, and death is worth it!" During those short and beautiful days, we felt the sacredness and greatness, wonder and profoundness of the revolutionary couple countless times, and our hearts trembled. And it's fun.Winter is here, we are completely naked there, but we don't feel a little cold, and we sweat profusely every time we do that.In the scorching summer, because of the heat and mosquitoes, all the people in the village have to go to the air outlet at the head of the village at noon and night, spread straw mats, take cattail fans, and drive away mosquitoes to endure the scorching summer. Go out of the house, wait for the family to go out, and at the same time, go to the tunnel and lie on the cool soil bed.Once, I waited for her in the bridal chamber for a long time, but I didn't see her. I bowed down from the tunnel to the building of her house, and knocked lightly on the bottom of the cabinet three times, but a piece of paper fell from the bottom of the cabinet. Tiaolai: Dear Mayor Gao, a great revolutionary: I am menstruating, and I went to the Shisanli River to wash clothes for my daughter. Don’t wait for me today. Please bear with me with your indomitable revolutionary perseverance. Miss it.Without patience, there will be no extraordinary happiness, this is what you taught me earnestly.Your revolutionary couple: A red plum blossom salutes the revolutionary revolution!That afternoon I came back from her house in great disappointment. To my surprise, she finished washing her clothes, went down from my house to the tunnel, and stood naked in the bridal chamber. Put a few washed raw cucumbers, we will eat fresh and tender afterwards.Last winter, it was snowing heavily, and one night when I was asleep, it seemed that someone knocked on the window.I got up and went down the tunnel, but there was no one in the tunnel.I thought I heard the sound from the window wrongly, and when I was about to return to the bed from the tunnel, she floated out of the wooden box on the head of the earthen bed, still naked and naked, like a white butterfly fluttering at me. arms.In those two years, (what a short two years!) as long as we were in the village, we went to the tunnel for dates almost every day, and we did that on almost every date.Sometimes I go out for meetings for three days and five days, and I don’t inform her when I come back. At night, I will walk into her building along the tunnel and get into her bed.Of course, that was a great risk, and it might ruin her and my revolutionary career.Her daughter Taoer is almost 10 years old and in the third grade of elementary school, and she sleeps on her feet every night.Therefore, every time I come back from a meeting in the county or district, I will send someone to her home to inform her legitimately: Secretary Xia, when mayor Gao wants you to listen to him convey the spirit of the meeting. (People in the village never call me the mayor, nor do they call her branch secretary. This is very good, it sounds heartfelt, and it is also a kind of blessing and omen).When I convey the spirit of the meeting to her, I always talk about the spirit and anecdotes of the meeting while doing things with her on the authentic soil bed.Sometimes when I come back from a meeting, I can’t get over the longing for her body and want to see her hungrily, so I’ll ask her to tell her: “It’s urgent, so let her come to my house right away; if I want to see her at night, I’ll tell her what time I’ll be at the brigade meeting.” room.She is always on time and waiting for me in the tunnel (my soul, my body, my revolutionary partner and life) when I notify her.Several times I added two words before "immediately": must.At that time, if it was cooking time, I came home from a meeting and was notified that "I must come right away", and she would appear in the authentic bridal chamber a few minutes later with the dough hands or the mud hands picking vegetables.At that time, her white or yellow handprints would be left on the bedding, the body, the radio amplifier or the loudspeaker after we went crazy.Naturally, if she goes to the county or region to attend some meetings (this is not often the case), someone will notify me that when she wants to report the spirit of the meeting to me, I will wait for her in the tunnel ahead of time. ——I always feel that she is not in time to report the meeting to me, and it takes a long time. She said: "You have to let me go home to change clothes and wipe my body. The long-distance car bumps and the whole body is full of dust. Even there is dust." I said, "I'm not afraid that the dust won't come off, but I'm afraid that the broom won't reach it." She said, "We must take precautions first. We must pay attention to hygiene and improve the health of the people." I said, "We must Have courage, dare to fight, not afraid of sacrifice, continuous fighting, one after another, only in this way, the world is ours. All demons will be wiped out." She said: "Qualitative change begins with quantitative change, and catastrophe also arises from the bud. If you don’t resolve conflicts in the bud, it means that setbacks and failures are waiting for you.” I said: “Wipe your body later and take a bath less, and you will never have a pustule on your body. Even if you have pustules on your body, As soon as you squeeze it, just like the word "private", run away with one bucket, and drop a batch." She said: "In the short term, dust is a passport to disease; in the long run, dust is a stumbling block to happiness. Corrosion, rotten water does not move. If the dust is not cleaned in time, the disease will spread and reach the soul. You will regret it and shoot yourself in the foot with a stone." I said: "The left hand is an iron broom, and the right hand is a mighty cudgel; Why do ants exaggerate the country, and how easy it is to shake a tree with a mayfly. Facing the feudalism, we are invincible; facing the rich and the evil, we rise up and fight against the US emperor and Soviet revisionism, and send them back to their hometown with a loud cry Go." Then, then I don't need to play the radio, let alone beat and attack my thing with violence, we can not only create a warm atmosphere that is as hot as radio songs, but also Complete that thing harmoniously, and discover our more solid and profound memory, eloquence, theory and awareness.I don’t rely on the radio and whipping at all, but I can stiffen me up once a day to do that thing. This is the discovery and creation of Hongmei and I. Although the joy is short-lived, there is no such thing as listening to music or songs. The time is long and crazy, but it is particularly warm and soft, delicate and moist, like a drizzle falling on the dry ground, like a cool wind blowing over the body when sweating profusely, like a dry mouth when the mouth is dry. The sour plum fruit sold in the store was contained in his mouth.We are proud of this discovery.Sometimes I feel that it is not important to do such things. What is important is the excitement and joy that the revolutionary rhetoric itself brings us.Later, for a long time, when we went on a date in the tunnel, we no longer turned on the loudspeaker, but pointed at any object in the cave and asked a random question, and the two of them began to argue for a long time.We use the old pickaxe thrown in the tunnel as the theme, the ashes on the soil bed as the theme, the megaphone and the trumpet as the theme, and the straw, bedding, water drops, boxes, hair, skin, nails, breasts, pillows, air holes, clothes, etc. Trousers were the topic. Except for the giant portraits and slogans on the cave walls, we had a verbal and verbal battle with everything we could see and think of in the tunnel.We also engaged in obscene and sacred wars and wrestling in revolutionary poems on the subject of utensils for men and women.We are like giving orders at the wine table. Whoever can't speak out or goes off topic during the dialogue will be the loser.We stipulate that whoever wins can kiss each other fifty times or a hundred times (the kisses are numb to the lips, ignorant), and whoever loses must touch the other's nipples, or whoever loses must kiss each other with his mouth. To contain the object between the opponent's legs.We are like pigs, we are like dogs.We are naive, we are rejuvenated.We are inferior to pigs and dogs, shameless and shameless.We are pure and holy, and our feelings are sincere.I pointed to the shovel thrown at the corner of the bridal chamber and said: "Grasp the revolution and promote production; a shovel turns the earth over." Against the sky, hundreds of millions of people are smiling." She said, "A shovel can be used as a gun, and a hero's fighting spirit is high." I said, "I like to watch the waves of rice beans, and the heroes everywhere." She said, "Gao Aijun, Gao Aijun Mayor, there is no shovel in your words, my back is itchy, I will punish you to scratch it again.” I said, “Xia Hongmei, Secretary Xia, without a shovel to turn the ground, how can there be a bumper harvest of rice beans? My The soles of my feet are itchy, and I will punish you to scratch them lightly ten times." She scratched the soles of my feet ten times.She scratched us and laughed together, and we were tossing and turning on the bed.Pointing to her hair, she said: "The hair is long, but the knowledge is not short. Women can hold up half the sky." Said: "The heart is clear and bright, the eyes are bright and the mind is broad." I pointed to my eyes and said, "The golden eyes stare at the American Emperor Suxiu abroad; the golden eyes burn the demons and monsters in China." She pointed to herself The left breast said: "Eat grass, milk milk, watch my red plum go to the battlefield." I pointed to her right breast and said: "Graphic, beautiful, it is nothing but stagnant water." She said: " Gao Aijun, breasts are not forms, milk is not water, my thighs are itchy, please scratch them with your tongue." I licked her thighs over and over again with my tongue.For several months in a row, we almost completely lost our revolutionary fighting spirit, completely lost our revolutionary aggressiveness and vigilance, and were completely submerged in the dark game of revolutionary words.In addition to the necessary meetings and study documents, we did not go to the fields of the production teams to guide production, and did not hold any meetings on class struggle in the conference rooms of the brigades.We don't care about neighbors' quarrels over living and dead walls, we don't care that the canal collapsed in the last autumn rain and need to be repaired, we don't care that the wooden frame of the "propaganda garden" at the head of the village collapses in the early winter wind, we don't even care that there is a son of a landowner in the village. A poor peasant filed a complaint after his son sprayed urine on his head.We handed over all this to Cheng Qinglin, and we said that we asked him to train in advance. One day, when Hongmei and I were promoted and transferred away, he had to learn to grasp the overall work of Cheng Gang's brigade.The new game has brought us new feelings, but when we are naked in the tunnel and put all the objects in the tunnel into the topic, we will sit on the edge of the soil bed and find a fresh one. The topic is in a daze, like sitting for a long time like not being able to pick up the chopsticks before the banquet.Sometimes when I am holding a job at home or having a meeting somewhere, I will be ecstatic and happy when I suddenly think of a novel topic, and I will write that topic on paper immediately, seal it up and try to get someone to hand it to the other party. Make a good mental preparation and material basis for each other to go crazy after answering and answering.In December (black December), the weather is freezing, and everyone in the village stays at home.When they are free, people especially like to get together, drop by, sit together and enjoy the fire, talk about revolution and struggle first, and then talk about it, talking about the sky and the earth, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River to pass the time.In those days, most of the young men in the village gathered at my home, and most of the young women with revolutionary enthusiasm gathered at Hongmei's home.We didn't have a good topic worthy of going underground for a date, so we didn't meet each other to go underground for half a month.I already feel that half a month is as long as walking from the town to the county seat, or as long as more than a hundred miles from the county seat to Jiudu.I really wanted to find a topic to ask Hongmei to go to the bridal chamber, but I had no inspiration and couldn’t find a whimsical idea. However, when I was thinking like this, just after lunch that day, Hongmei asked Taoer, who was in school, to I brought a note, opened it, and saw that it said: sketch the latest and most beautiful words, and sketch the latest and most beautiful pictures.I know that she feels that half a month is long like me, and I know that she has a novel topic.I didn't wait for the regular visitors from the village to come to my house as expected, I pushed down my job (I even forgot to give the homework money that the boy Hongsheng asked for) and got into the tunnel.When I got to the bridal chamber, Hongmei was already there waiting for me.When she saw me, she had a smile on her face, like a pink curtain hanging on the window.Needless to say, we hugged and kissed each other first, and after half a month of longing was repaid with hugs and kisses, I saw her Shuangling chicken pecking clock ticking on the wooden box, and I said the latest What are the most beautiful words and pictures?She took out two pencils and two stacks of graph paper from her pocket, handed me a stack of paper and a pencil, and said that Qingdong was sent by the County Education Bureau as a teacher representative to Jiudu to participate in the "Learning from Zhang Tiesheng" organized by the District Education Bureau. It's a meeting. When he was leaving, he dropped his pen on the ground. This drop gave me a topic that you never thought of.I asked: "What?" She said: "Guess, it has something to do with the pen." I said: "Gun." Will say: "We extracted the five most important words from the phrase 'Government grows out of the barrel of a gun' --- political power grows out of the barrel of a gun. We used these five words as five topics, and the word 'gun' as the topic. , in five minutes, write a poem dedicated to Marx's "Seven Laws", and then write a prose of no less than 200 words to Engels in five minutes with the word "gan" as the title; For the topic, write five lines of Jinyan dedicated to Lenin in five minutes, with the word "politics" as the topic, and five sentences of philosophy (reason) in five minutes to dedicated to Stalin; in the last five minutes, use the word "quan" as the topic, each Create five paragraphs of rhetoric and dedicate it to Chairman Mao." I was self-confident and knew that she must have prepared for these five topics, so I readily agreed. "What's the penalty for losing?" I asked her. "It's up to you to punish." She said with a smile.I said: "I lost, I use my mouth to unbutton all your buttons, and take off all your clothes with my mouth; you lose, you don't use your hands, use your mouth to unbutton all my buttons." Untie them all, and take off all my clothes." Her eyes lit up and she said, "Okay!" Our ingenious, ingenious confrontation, which deeply buried the root of disaster, thus began.Put the clock inside the bed, spread the white paper on the straw mat, and squat under the bed.During those tens of minutes, in addition to the mixed and urgent ticking of the clock in the bridal chamber, it was our eager and excited breathing, the cheerful rustling of pencils, and the clicking of our necks and brains when we turned our heads from time to time to concentrate on the portrait of the great man. The sound of rapidly spinning wheels.The air in the bridal chamber was tense and the lights were dim.We were sweating profusely and our wrists were sore.The straw mat whispered under the paper, the white paper rattled under the pen, and the pen tip screamed under our hands.The sound of the clock hit us like a hammer.Our eyes fell on each other's words like eagle's claws when we peeked at each other.The calm and smiles of the great men poured down our spines like warm water.Those 25 minutes were actually a 100-meter race between the two of us in terms of ideological awareness, theoretical level, and literary talent. It was the final hand-to-hand fight for us to conquer each other and make love triumphant. Perform on the same stage.I expected that she had been fully prepared before entering the competition, otherwise it took 24 and a half minutes for a genius like me to finish writing these 5 answer sheets, but it took her only 23 minutes to finish writing 5 answers.This is the pinnacle of our game, a meeting of two revolutionaries.We put the poems, prose, philosophical words, Jinyan and heroic words dedicated to the great people under the portraits on the cave wall, and then began to recite and comment.The poem she dedicated to Marx is: Gun · Seven Laws --- Dedicated to Marx, your thoughts are bullets, and my pen is the barrel of a gun;The U.S. imperialists and Soviet revisionists forced the border, and they fought hard to let it go; the people of the world are united, and the same enemy shakes the world.The poem I dedicate to Marx is: Gun · Seven Laws --- Dedicated to Marx The sun rises on the banks of the Rhine River, and the great theory shines brightly;There is a boundary between day and night, advanced and reactionary camps; imperialism is doomed,

Communism is the same.Note: Universal unity, that is, world harmony, the realization of communism around the world. (Her poems have clear themes and are majestic; my poems are firm and poetic, especially the sentence "the sun rises on the Rhine"; a draw) My prose dedicated to Engels is: Rod——To Engels "Rod "Those are sticks; sticks are weapons.Your great masterpiece "The Development of Socialism from Utopia to Science" is the theoretical weapon for the proletariat to declare war on the bourgeoisie, and it is the great cornerstone for socialism to prove itself scientific to capitalism. The gate (explanation) of socialism turned socialism from utopia into science, which enabled scientific socialism to open the door to the science of class struggle for the proletariat, and enabled the working class to see the medieval society in the social process, that is, the individual small The inevitability of production leading to the capitalist revolution and then to the proletarian revolution has enabled the exploited and oppressed proletariat to see the lighthouse for their liberation and the future. (Hongmei’s comment: Good is good, but it’s a bit empty, not like prose, more like an argumentative essay, and suspected of being pedantic. I agree with this view.) Hongmei’s essay dedicated to Engels is: pole—— ——The word pole dedicated to Engels is the flagpole.Marx is the greatest and greatest figure in the world, therefore, his love with Yan (Yan) Ni (Ni) has also become the greatest and greatest love.However, would Marx's "Das Kapital" exist without Engels' selfless assistance to Marx, shining with the spirit of communism?Without the great masterpiece "Das Kapital", would there be a great love between Marx and Yanni?If Marx is the most important part of the greatness of Marxism, then Engels is the bridge that brought Marx to greatness.If it is said that Marx is the sounding banner of Marxism, Engels is the flagpole of this great banner of Marxism.The flag flies, relying on the support of the flagpole.We praise the rumbling sound of the machine, but we should praise the unknown screw spirit; we respect the theoretical banner of Marxism, and we should even more respect the flagpole spirit of Engels, who sent this banner to the sky. (My comment: This article is rich in associations, from the pole to the flagpole, from the flagpole to Marx’s success and Engels’ flagpole spirit. It can be called a glorious article, and the number of words is dozens of words more than my "pole" article. Admit defeat once. ) Out: Collection of Brocade Words——Dedicated to the Great Lenin Author: Xia Hongmei> Please leave the word "private" and bring in the word "public". >Go out to connect with the masses, and there will be another village; if you close the door and build a car behind closed doors, there will be no way to recover from the mountains and rivers. >Go out and look up, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the big self shines; when you go home and face the wall, your eyes are dim, and the small self becomes a stain. >Two mountains above the head (go out), and the sky cannot be seen all day long; remove the two mountains, and the road leads to the sky. > Find out the problems from the two-line struggle, find out the reasons from the depths of your soul, find out the answers from Chairman Mao's writings, and go out to test them in the practice of struggle. (I think these five paragraphs of Jinyan are indeed good, but it seems more appropriate to dedicate them to Chairman Mao, and it seems inappropriate to dedicate them to Lenin, but Hongmei asked me: "Didn't Lenin advocate impartiality? What Lenin advocated Isn’t the spirit of communism the word “public”? I’m speechless. Hongmei smiled smugly.) My words to Lenin are: Out——The words to Lenin> Your “National and Revolution" is the guiding light for the advancement of socialism; > The "Philosophical Notes" written by you is a great composition of Marxist-Leninist thought; The great prophecy of the proletarian revolution heralds the inevitable success of the proletarian revolutionary movement; > Your "Critique of the Gotha Program" is like the North Star in the night sky, illuminating the future of a socialist country that implements the dictatorship of the proletariat; > Your "Critique of the Gotha Program" "On Our Revolution" is like a dagger, stripping off the cloak of international opportunism; like an axe, it opens up the Russian revolutionary road. The characters for 'out' are all expressed by the word 'write out', which is not only monotonous, but also opportunistic." I admit that Hongmei's comment is accurate, and more importantly, "Critique of the Gotha Program" is Marx's work, because I really believe that I couldn't remember the titles of Lenin's other works, so I had to use "Criticism of the Gotha Program" to replace it. Fortunately, Hongmei couldn't see it. It was a tie.) My philosophy on the word "politics" dedicated to Stalin is: 1. Feudal government Always wanted to be the gravediggers of the proletariat, but in the end put themselves in the grave; the proletariat had no intention of exploiting or oppressing others, but became the gravediggers of the feudal class. (Hongmei said: "Good!") 2. Rebellion It is the passport of revolutionaries, and conservatism is the epitaph of counter-revolutionaries. (Hongmei said: "Is this what you thought or someone else's?" I said: "You look down on me Xia Hongmei." It’s like meeting a real poet.) 3. Seeking benefits for the people is dead, but living forever; seeking benefits for oneself is living, but dead. (Hongmei said: “That’s great!” ) 4. The use of violence by revolutionaries for the revolution is also political humanitarianism; counter-revolutionaries implement democratic politics for the benefit of their own class, which is also the most anti-human fascism. 5. Stalin is not only a military strategist, but also a statesman. He has no intention of becoming a world hero , but built a great heroic monument in World War II; Hitler was a military strategist, but not a politician. He dreamed of dominating the world and becoming a great man in the world, but he died quickly in World War II and became a clown. (Hongmei said : "Aijun, your knowledge is really rich. I admit defeat on this part.") Hongmei's philosophical words on the word "politics" dedicated to Stalin are: 1. You stand, the Soviet Union stands up politically, you fall, The Soviet Union has fallen politically. (Profound, but like Jinyan, not philosophical words) 2. You are dead, but you will always live in the hearts of the socialist people; Khrushchev is alive, and the socialist people will always regard him as For political ghosts. (Exactly the same as what I wrote. I said: "You must have peeked at me." She said: "Can I admit defeat?") 3. There is no political line in the world, and there are many people who follow itThen there is a political line. (I said: "This is what Lu Xun meant. Change it to 'Where people go, there will be a political line if there is no political line; where no one goes, there will be no line if there is a political line.) 4. Have politics in your heart The lamp is bright at night, and the day is dark without politics. (Yes.) 5. To live for the revolution, life is worth a thousand gold; There is no word "politics".)

Hongmei dedicated the character "quan" to Chairman Mao: > What is the tallest in the world?The people endow Chairman Mao with the highest power; what is the most popular in the world?The sun on Tiananmen Square is the reddest.What is the dearest in the world?The great leader Chairman Mao is the closest.What is the happiest thing in the world?Serving the people is the happiest.What is the most glorious thing in the world?It is most honorable to carry on the revolutionary struggle. > The sky can be bright, the earth can be dark, but our red heart will never change; small water flow, big water flow, the power in our hands cannot be lost. >If you take power for the people, the people will feel at ease; if you take power for the party, you will follow the Party Central Committee; if you take power for yourself, the prison is waiting for you. > Power is in the hands, the people must be in the heart, power is in the heart, Mao Zedong Thought must be in the soul; power is in the soul, and the loyalty to follow Chairman Mao must be in the blood. >Defend the political power, weather the wind and rain at the juncture of life and death; consolidate the political power, see the world in the line struggle.The rhetoric of the word "quan" that I dedicate to the great leader Chairman Mao is: > Hold the red power in your hand, and hold Chairman Mao in your heart. > The sky can change, the earth can change, but the red heart loyal to Chairman Mao will never change; the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the power regained from the class enemy cannot be lost. >Today the class struggle is carried out, if I am there, the interests of the class brothers will be there; tomorrow the Third World War will break out, if I am there, there will be a battlefield, there will be a proletarian regime, and there will be Chairman Mao’s smile exist. > Power is wrested from the hands of class enemies; will is tempered in the furnace of class struggle; the red heart is nurtured by Mao Zedong Thought, and consciousness is cultivated through hard work. >For the revolution, I not only want to do a little more work, but also to do a little more work; for comrades, I not only want to do one more good deed, but also to do one more good deed; I have to struggle, and I have to go deeper into the struggle again and again; for revolutionary love, I not only don't hesitate to shed blood and sweat, but I also don't hesitate to shed the last drop of blood and sweat.In order for the red plum blossoms to bloom forever, I not only have to work hard to obtain a higher level of power, but also do everything possible to obtain higher power again and again.When Hongmei finally finished reading my heroic words dedicated to Chairman Mao, she stood there silently for a long time.她没有想到我会写出：“为革命爱情，我不仅要不惜流血流汗，而且要不惜流完最后一滴血汗；为红梅花儿永远开，我不仅要努力获得高一级的权力，而且要千方百计一次次获得更高的权力。”我们本来已经被这新鲜、刺激、又彼此显示才华的游戏鼓动得各自心神不宁，兴奋不已，狂躁不安；本来已经为自己和对方在25分钟之内所显示的语言天赋所始料不及而彼此倾倒震撼，本来为彼此分出胜负后由谁来用嘴去把对方的扣儿全解开，用嘴去把对方的衣服全都脱下来的吟念品评中争论不休———因为我们都想享受对方用嘴去解自己的衣扣儿。我俩在评论中都说自己的作品好，说自己的作品思想深邃，境界高尚，语言优美，富于才华；说对方的作品浅薄直露，离题万里，牵强附会。照理读完作品之后，我俩该有一段唇枪舌战、口目为仇、以仇为爱的综合的评论和争论，可红梅把我献给她的两句豪言壮语读完时，她立在那儿又默默念一遍，默默想一会，便极度动情地说：“爱军，你让我咋样用嘴解你的扣儿吧。”我躺在了床上。我让她首先把自己脱得一丝不挂，跪在床边，从我的脖子开始，把我套在军用绒衣上的制服扣儿一粒一粒咬开，又把绒衣、衬衣的扣儿一粒粒的咬开、脱掉后，让她用嘴把我的皮带解开了，把我裤前门上的扣儿咬开了，把我的裤子、线裤和裤衩儿用嘴脱掉了。她的嘴唇光滑湿润，舌尖和牙齿灵灵巧巧，解我贴身的衣扣时，脱我贴身的衣裤时，像一条柔美的虫儿、蝶儿在我的身上盘腾一阵走一阵，走一阵又停下来盘腾一阵儿，每到一处，那虫儿、蝶儿的呼吸就热热暖暖吹在我的肌肤上，像一股凉爽的细风不停地吹在我焦热滚烫的身子上。我早已经热血沸腾，情绪激昂，耐不住要和她做那件事儿了，吟念作品未到末了时，就已经挺拔坚硬了，可我以少见的毅力忍耐下来了。我要享受尽她唇儿、齿儿、舌儿在我身上的游动和爬行。我最少要享受了四十分钟或者一小时。我看着她伏在我身上，呼吸粗重，大汗淋漓，落下的汗粒和世界上最大的珍珠一样时，我才以迅雷不及掩耳的突袭方式，把她如赶行了上百里山路的绵羊般扑倒在我的身子下。终于，她舒展、欢快、尖厉的梅红色叫声又一次在地道久久地回荡着不肯散去，电闪雷鸣般做完了一次那事儿，我们静静地躺在土床上，她一只手扶着我肩膀，另一只放在我的胸脯上，像在水里漂久了爬上了岸一样心满意足地喘息着，享受着。我把一只手插在她的头发里梳理着，另一只放在她乳房上抚摸着，如一个兄长在安慰着受累受屈的妹妹样，目光从她发亮的额上穿过去，望着对面洞壁上贴的我们的游戏和作品。我说：“红梅，你进步多啦。”她扑闪一下眼：“啥？”

我说：“文才和理论，口才和觉悟。”她一笑：“跟着你受了不少锻炼哩。”我说：“你谦虚。”她说：“是真的，你是我革命的老师嘛。”翻个身，她拉我的手，果然像学生想让老师拉着走路样。我把她的手握在我手里，得得意意道：“不仅是老师，而且是导师。”她却望着洞顶，一丝不苟，又有些伤感地道：“我不想让你当我的老师，也不让你当我的导师，只让你辈子当我革命的情侣就够啦。”我也一丝不苟地望着那挂有水珠的洞顶了：“我不是已经是你的革命情侣啦？”她说：“我说是一辈子。”我说：“肯定是一辈子。”她说：“难说。你不知道你有多大才华哩，这个世界上只有我道。现在你才是镇长，你当了县长、专员、省长谁知你会变成样呢。”我说：“革命形势允许我朝三暮四吗？”她说：“那倒是。我允许，革命也不会允许哩。”我说：“其实———红梅，我也怕你中途变节哩。”她说：“我不会。肯定不会哩。”我说：“啥根据？” 她说：“你能撤我的职，能开除我党籍哩。”我说：“我能吗？”她说：“你有这个权力呀。你注定你永远都是我领导呢。”我说：“那倒是。”这当儿，她把目光从洞顶移开了，突然坐起来，望着满墙的画像和标语，说：“爱军，我们得宣一个誓。”“啥儿誓？”“把我们的爱情向伟人们宣誓。”“行。”我也折身坐起来，“为了表示尊敬，我们得把衣裳穿起来。”“不用。”她说：“我们都是他们的后代儿女，儿女在父母亲面前赤裸着更见真情呢。”我想了一会说：“倒也是。”我们就赤身裸体地站在了画像和我们才华横溢的作品下，把呼吸屏住了。我先举起右手说：“我宣誓：我高爱军一生除了忠于伟大领袖毛主席、忠于您的思想、忠于社会主义路线之外；除了永远孝敬母亲，让母亲安享晚年之外，就是永远忠于我和夏红梅同志的爱情，让我们的情谊如苍松翠柏、南山岩石。”红梅瞟着我：“你当了县长、专员、省长哩？”我和伟人四目相对，右手捏得更紧，举得更高：“职务变了心不变，海枯石烂心如铁。”红梅扭头盯着我：“我老了，人枯了，满身皱纹，不再漂亮咋办呢？”我咬咬我的下唇儿：“人过百岁心如初，白发苍苍见真情。”红梅又重问：“变了咋办呢？”我为她对我的不信任而生气，半愤半誓道：“你向党中央、毛主席揭发我腐化堕落，揭发我是假革命，是虚伪的马列主义者，把你我的关系印成传单，我当县长了，你把传单撒遍地委大院；我当专员了，你把传单撒遍省委大院；我当省长、省委书记了，你把传单撒满北京城。”她不再言语了。我把右手放下时，看见她站在那儿，身上洁白无瑕，如一条玉柱，眼上却含着两滴清泪。我说，“该你了，宣誓吧。”她和我一样慢慢地举起右手，仰头望着画像。右臂上的血管呈出深青色，像春天来时的麦棵或者草藤儿。她说：“我除了高爱军同志说过的'三忠于'，就是对我的闺女程桃儿要尽心尽力的培养教育，我要让她好好学习，天天向上，成为最优秀的红色革命接班人。让她这辈子不吃任何苦，有享不完的福，长大后，有个好工作、好前程、好男人、好家庭。”（我想起我在宣誓中忘说我的孩娃红生和闺女红花了。听完红梅的话，我在心里向我的孩娃们起了一个誓，把红梅说给桃儿的话又在心里给我的孩娃们迅速地默默念了一遍儿。）“关于我和高爱军同志的关系，”（我心里惊一下，立马收回心来望着红梅，看见她捏紧的右手的小拇指所旋成的那个肉窝儿成了血红色）她说：“我知道我对不起我的丈夫程庆东，但我和高爱军同志的关系是最最纯正的革命爱情，就像肖长春和焦淑凤，像保尔和冬尼亚。这里我向您老人家发誓：我愿意至死都做高爱军同志忠贞不二的革命情侣，若有丝毫的变心，让我双眼失明、五雷轰顶，暴尸野外。”我说：“高爱军老了哩？”她说：“高爱军老了我也是他的人生伴侣，和他的拐杖一样。”我说：“他当不上县长、专员、省长哩？”她说：“他就是有一天蹲监狱，我夏红梅也会挎着竹篮给他送饭儿。”我说：“他没老，可他有病了，身子不行了，再也不能让你有女人的欢爱咋办哩？”她也有些生气了：“我夏红梅是你革命的同志、战友和兄妹，不是要在你身上寻欢作乐的寄生虫，你身子不行了，不能让她夏红梅有欢有爱了，她夏红梅一不变心，二无怨言；反过来，只要你还需要她夏红梅，她还能让你高兴和快乐，她就一定会尽心尽力，尽她所能。你让她咋样她就准会咋样儿。”我逼问：“要万一让她咋样她偏不咋样哩？”她说：“你把她身上最不能见人的地方画下来，把她哪儿的痣、哪儿的筋脉全都画下来，印成宣传画儿撒遍全世界。”我说：“你把胳膊放下吧。”她说：“你再把胳膊举起来。”我又把宣誓的右手举在了半空里。她把自己的右拳朝空中送一送：“苍天在上，伟人作证，我今天立下的誓言，句句真情，字字诚意，今后有半句食言，请你们让我头断血流，死无葬身之地。”我被冬梅的誓言感动了，真的被她感动了。我想我一定要说几句更为感人的话，我说学着红梅的样儿把拳头最后朝高处送一送，想了一会道：“苍天在上，伟人作证，和她一样，我高爱军今天说的一字一句，若有半点假意，若有半字食言，请你们断我前程，毁我名誉，在一万群众面前把我碎尸万段，让不计其数的人民群众和我的儿儿孙孙，每一个人都再在我千零万碎的尸体上踏上一只脚，让我永生永世，千秋万代加上万代千秋、永世永生，都无平反之机，都无昭雪之日。”如我所料，我最后几句话的情真意切，又一次把红梅震动了，把她征服了，（我真的具有罕见的演讲口才哩。我完全是一个永远真情的演说家）。我最终放下右手时，她又一次眼含热泪，痴情怔怔地盯着我。我也望着她。我们的眼睛都被对方的真情湿润了。我们反反复复紧紧地抱在了一块儿。我们只能紧紧地抱在一块儿，让她赤裸光滑的肌肤贴在我身上，让我赤裸粗砺的皮肤贴在她身上。我们颠颠狂狂地倒在洞地上，滚在一块像是一个人。洞地上的潮湿像水样从我们因为感动而张开的毛孔中浸进人肉里、血管里和骨髓里。从洞顶落下的水珠在洞地上成了泥水后，粘在我们翻滚的身子上。我们就在那泥地上像车轮一样滚动着，为对方献出的肉身真情而感动。最后，就在那泥地上我们又疯狂了一次那事儿，便精疲力竭睡着了。这当儿，量变悄悄转为质变了，新的矛盾发生了。Disaster struck.历史的车轮逆转了。革命陷入螺旋式上升的陷阱了。不知道我们睡得到底多深入，不知道我们睡了有多久，不知道那时候是几点又几分。那当儿，隐隐的有沉暗的脚步响过来，似乎是响在梦里边，又似乎是响在现实里。几乎是同时，我和红梅如两条被抓住又脱手的鱼样一跃坐起来，同时看见了程庆东手里握着一个手电筒，脸色铁青地出现在了地道的洞房里。他人形本来单薄瘦高，不消说，从地道走来时，不知哪儿该低头，哪儿该侧身，额门上有两片撞在地道上的泥，三七开的分头长发，有一撮粘着黄泥垂在额门前。不消说，那么长的地道通向他家，本来已经把他吓坏了，当看到我和红梅赤裸裸搂着睡在泥地上时，他一下懵住了。也许他已经在我俩的赤裸面前怔怔地看了许久，脸色才慢慢由惊奇转为变了形的铁青色，也许他刚在洞房立下来，我们的警惕已经把我俩摇醒了。看见庆东铁青的脸色时，我脑里的第一个念头是，想到土床头上把裤子抓到手里边，仿佛程庆东的突然出现不是来捉奸，而是想来抢我的衣裤穿。可就在我要起身去抓裤子时，红梅却如刚刚从自己家里床上睡醒样，平平淡淡问了句：“庆东，你没去九都开会呀？”程庆东把目光拧在了红梅的身子上，从牙缝挤出了三个浓青浓紫的字：“不———要———脸！”这三个字在一瞬间把红梅骂醒了，使她轰隆一下明白啥儿事情发生了，立马本能地把双手遮在了自己两腿的秘地间，脸刷的一下变白了，人像被抽了筋样突然朝庆东跪下来。就在这一问一答和一跪间，我起身去抢衣裤的动作慢下来，在我扭头瞟看红梅时，程庆东上前一步把我和红梅的衣裤全都抱在了怀里边。惊天地、泣鬼神的事情在这瞬息万变的景况中进展着，不可捉摸的矛盾在这特殊的条件里变化着；旧的矛盾解决了，新的矛盾又升将上来了，先前的次要矛盾转化为主要矛盾了。我以为程庆东抢到我们的衣服后，会和我与红梅讨价还价的，会要挟我俩如何如何的，没料到他把衣服抱在怀里，突然转身朝他家的方向走过去（我给红梅买的粉红针织裤头掉在地上，他又慌忙捡起来），那样子仿佛他果真不是为了来捉奸，而是为了来抢我和红梅的衣服穿。他的脚步急切沉闷，往洞外走去时，如要逃走样，想要跑却因路道不熟，只能快步地走，说是走，却是跑着样，很快他和他那贴在地道壁上的影儿就消失不见了，只留下土黄色的脚步声敲在洞房里，砸在我和红梅僵在那儿的赤身裸体上和内里一片空白的脑壳上。灯光昏昏乎乎。程庆东的脚步声愈来愈小。突然，跪在那儿的红梅从地上弹起来，如脚地烫了她的脚心样，失急慌忙蹦一下，双手手心向上，捏成拳头，硬在她的乳房两侧，额门上挂着豆大的汗珠，望着庆东走去的地道口儿大声说：“爱军，庆东一出去你我全完啦！”这是神灵给我的提醒，是形势给我敲响的警钟，是在错综复杂、千头万绪的矛盾中红梅递给我的一把解决主要矛盾的金钥匙。那一刻，我记不起来我都想了啥（我想到了“革命离不开暴力”那理论依据没？）也许我那当儿啥儿也没想，也许我头脑中一闪而过了“革命离不开暴力，有时暴力往往是最有效的革命”那句话，就一把抓起洞房角上的铁锨沿着通道朝程庆东（大步流星）追过去。你们想，那地道的路线他程庆东哪有我熟呢？你们想，他穿着冬寒的棉衣，又抱着我和红梅的衣裳，而我赤身条条，他哪有我跑得快捷呢？在将到程前街程庆安家地基下的那个气孔前，庆东在我追赶的脚步声中，沿着地道向前跑了几步突然摔倒了。我手中的铁锨便如刀样朝他头上砍下了，像切瓜一样砍下了。就这样，他就死了哩。他尖叫一声就血溅泥壁死了呢。 2铁锨革命歌男：抓革命，促生产，一张铁锨把地翻；女：一张铁锨闹革命，吓得敌人心胆颤；男：铁锨翻地又反天，亿万人民笑开颜；女：铁锨可做枪，英雄斗志昂；男：喜看稻菽千重浪，遍地英雄下夕阳。 3斗争是革命症患者的唯一良药那是一段非常黑暗的日子。我们把程庆东的尸体拖回洞房，埋在了靠北的标语下面。埋完后我们就知道，那两年来曾经给我们带来了无数次灵魂和人身欢愉的地道，怕我们不会再去了。有程庆东在那儿，我们去了也不会再有灵魂的欢笑和人身的高潮了。从地道把红梅送回家，夜已经十丈深远。我们蹑手蹑脚从她家厦房的立柜出来时，彼此都还有些力气，只是感到紧张后的劳累和疲惫，然红梅看见在院里月光下等她回家已经睡着了的桃儿时，她忽然就瘫坐在那儿，把桃儿抱在怀里，不哭不泪，人如寒冷样抖起来。我说：“你咋能这样哩？越是这个时候越是要冷静呢。”她说：“你走吧，趁桃儿还没醒。”“千万记住我们说过的话。”最后我这样又嘱托一句，便从红梅家里出来了。我沿着村街回了家，像出门开会回家迟了样走在村街上。路上竟没有碰见一个人。竟连一条狗也没碰到。A day passed.两天过去了。Three days passed.程岗大队一如往日。冬天的风还是那么冷，把宣传园地的宣传画吹得四分五裂；午时的日头，还是那么暖暖懒懒，没火烤的村人都在日头地里扎堆儿，捉虱子，说闲话；一早井台上打水的轳辘声也还是叽叽咕咕、叽叽咕咕的响。这三天我去镇上开了两个会，王镇长念文件时还是那么摇头晃脑，会开完了照样半冷不热地问一句：“高副镇长，还有事没有？”我说：“没有。”他说：“散会。”一切都一如往日哩，和啥儿事情也没发生一个样。连学校该程庆东上语文课时，讲台上空无一人，别的老师也才说了句：“程老师开会还没回来呀？那我们今天还讲算术吧。”第四天，红梅去了程寺，对她的公公、老镇长程天民说：“爹，庆东去九都开会咋还没回哩？会是一天，连路上就算三天，今儿也已经四天了。”第五天，红梅又到程寺找公公，焦焦急急说：“五天啦，还没回来呀！”第六天，红梅到九都去找她的丈夫了。程庆民拉着桃儿的手把她送到镇车站的长途客车上。第七天从九都传回来了一则惊人的消息，说关于九都教育局召开的“学习张铁生经验交流会”，因故在七天前都已取消了，一部分代表接到通知就没去，没接到通知的代表去了当天也就返回啦。而与此同时，在那几天里，九都市的大街和广场上发生了一起重大交通事故，两起派性斗争。在派性的革命战斗中，交战双方都动用了真枪实弹，各打死对方三人，打伤十几人，还有误死的两具尸体在广场上扔了两天无人领；交通事故中死了七人，有四个死者的亲属当天就去认领了尸首，有三具尸体三天无人认领。这些无人认领的尸体，最终都被政府的有关部门送往在移风移俗的伟大号召下正方兴未艾的火葬场里火化了。 （天苍苍啊天苍苍，地茫茫啊地茫茫！）红梅是抱着一个骨灰盒从九都回来的，她从黄昏的落日中下了长途客车，看见车下一片脸色苍白的老师和学生们，看见我带领的沉默着的大队党支部的干部和社员们，看见程天民抱着桃儿瘫坐在人群里，她的眼泪哗啦一下就涌将出来了，两腿一软，人差一点倒在去接骨灰盒的程庆林的怀里边。 “你咋能掉出眼泪哩？”“我看见桃儿啦，她以后真的没有父亲了。”“你不信我会对桃儿好？这最起码的觉悟和人道主义我还有。”“信。可她说啥也没有亲生父亲啦。”“你这还是留恋程庆东，把我俩的革命友谊看得没有你和庆东的私人感情重。你必须从阴影中走出来，眼望未来，注重光明，以大局为重；以我俩的前程和革命事业为重。忘记过去，并不意味着背叛。忘记过去，是为了轻装上阵，快马加鞭，更快更好地去实践我们的理想，实现我们的理想。”“你前天学习的文件啥精神？”“要继续狠抓农业学大寨。”事情就这样过去了，风息浪止了。没有人不相信程庆东是到九都开会误中革命斗争的枪弹而死的。我们现在分析前因后果，毫无疑问，程庆东也许早就怀疑我和红梅的关系了，因苦于没有证据而不能言声，苦于我和红梅都是如日中天的革命者而不敢言声，苦于自己那种乡村知识分子的懦弱而不愿言声，只是到了去九都开会以后，给了他一次突然返回村里的机会，才悄悄走进了红梅住的厦房里，才发现了那个地道口。可是，他从车站沿街回到家怎么会没有碰到一人？是他为了突然出现而有意躲着村人吗？还是他那天（到底啥儿时候哩？）返回时恰巧街上人稀户静呢？再或，有人见了他，也并不刻意去记住见过他，忽然红梅把骨灰盒抱将回来了，见了他的人也不敢相信到底见没见过他。总之，死人的事情是经常发生的。今后我们的队伍里，不管死了谁，不管是炊事员，是战士，只要他是做过一些有益的工作的，我们都要给他送葬，开追悼会。这要成为一个制度。这个方法也要介绍到老百姓那里去。村上的人死了，开个追悼会。用这样的方法，寄托我们的哀思，使整个人民团结起来。我们就给程庆东开了一个追悼会。在埋了骨灰之后，程天民大病一场，到镇卫生院住了半月院。出院后他人就老了哩，像桂枝死后程天青突然疯了样，他老得走路都摇摇晃晃了。回到程寺里，他很少再走出那寺庙。人们很少在村里见过他。事情就是这样，斗争是残酷的，革命是无情的，有时甚至是残暴的。这是没有办法的，也是必然的。在后来的日子里，在那整个冬季里，红梅总是无精打采，缺少朝气，无论我如何向她讲解、灌输人要面对现实、展望未来、胸怀大志，为明天奋斗的革命道理，她都心不再焉，似听非听。我说，该发生的已经发生了，该过去的就让他过去吧。她说她一睡着，就看见庆东的头被我用铁锨像切瓜样劈开的模样了，就看见埋庆东时，庆东无论如何不肯闭眼的模样儿。为了让她尽快从阴影中走出来，无论在哪儿，没人时，我都热情地对她进行拥抱和爱抚，可她都没反应。我拉她垂下的手，像我捡起了一枝树枝样；我去亲吻她，像亲两片红橡胶。我鼓着劲儿去解她的衣扣儿，去抚摸她的胸，她虽然没阻拦，可依旧没回应，像我在饥不择食中去咬冷蒸馍。那个冬末，她成了革命中的行尸走肉，成了我们爱情中的活泥人，成了程岗村人民群众真正的同情者。总而言之，她患了革命忧郁症，患了革命失意症。我作为她的领导人，作为她革命的引导者和她同生死、共患难的战友与情侣，我有责任把她从这忧郁、失意中救出来。我知道对于患病的革命者，最好的良药仍然是革命。在革命中跌倒，就让她在革命中爬起来。而在战争时期，革命最好的方式是荷枪实弹去战斗，是让患者上战场。上了战场他把一切也都忘记了，一切病症也就因此解除了。而在非战争岁月里，革命最主要的形式是斗争，斗争的主要形式是开会，在会议上发言或者不发言，批判别人或者被别人批评和批判，这样的斗争就可能把革命者的病症慢慢解除掉。那些日子我不停地让红梅去开会，凡能让她替我的会议我都让她去参加，能让她替我发言的讲话我都把她推到主席台上去。到冬末的二月间，县里给镇上分下来一批低价尿素肥，是日本国产的纯尿素，尿素的袋子是尼龙布，按往常惯例，镇上把尿素分给各大队，各大队再把尿素分给各个生产队，然后施完肥后，再把尿袋儿收回来，照顾给那些军属、烈属和“五保”的老人们。我们已经把尿素的下发计划拟好了，也把尿素袋儿分好了。除了军烈属和五保户，每家一个尿素袋儿，刚好可做一条裤子穿或者一个染色布衫儿，其余的袋子，计划分给党员干部们，分给那些革命的骨干分子和阶级斗争的积极参与者。然就这当儿，镇上召开了一个春前基层干部扩大会，扩大到各生产队的正队长，在这个会议上，王镇长不经党委研究，擅自决定把去年夏秋两季的平均亩产和总产量写在一张巨大的白纸表格里，贴在镇上的会议室。在那表格里，程岗大队去年小麦亩产只有210斤，玉蜀黍亩产290斤（我们把积肥运动放松了），年人均口粮190斤，每个工（10分）只有一毛七分钱。就是说，一个劳力干一天只挣0.17元钱，每天粗粮细粮只有6两吃（我们程岗大队是吃返销粮最多的社会主义集体）。这数字为全镇倒数第一，而别的大队最不济也平均亩产320斤，每个工三毛五分钱。亩产最高的是耙耧山深处的王家峪大队，亩产427斤半，每个工五毛一分钱。王家峪大队支书正是我前边说过的那个赵秀玉。王家峪大队也正是王镇长的家。这个扩大会我仍然让红梅代表程岗大队参加了，会期一天半，吃住都在镇政府，日程安排是头半天学文件，二半天王镇长总结革命和生产，三半天是讨论。轮到王镇长总结的那天后晌，他就把统计表贴在了会议室，这下各大队的干部就炸了，看到“新延安”的革命热火朝天，而人均口粮只有190斤，人均工值只有一毛七分钱时，所有的目光都集中在红梅身上了。更为重要的，王镇长在会上把那张图表念完后，竟突然宣布说：“为了落实毛主席'抓革命、促生产'的指示，今年春天的化肥和救济粮要拿出一半奖给那些亩产超过350斤的大队、生产队，亩产超过400斤的大队最少要奖励救济6000斤粮食，低价尿素50袋。”会场上轰隆一响，所有的目光又都馋涎欲滴地羡慕到了王家峪大队的赵秀玉的身上和脸上。红梅在大会休息时离开会场了。 “这是王振海公开出我们程岗大队的丑。”她回来到大队部里找到我，（我那天是去大队部里干啥哩？）“是向各大队宣布我们程岗大队无非是个假典型，是镜子里的烧饼不能吃，水里的月亮发不了光。”我们因为爱情的