Chapter 5 Chapter Three

one The entire Corps arrived at the front line in Central China, and Qin Zhen joined everyone. The headquarters of the Corps is located in a deep and quiet valley. In April, the winter is still in the north, but in April, the south is full of spring.In the green and thick shade, you can hear the chirping or singing of birds all the time.There is a stone-paved path meandering along it, and flowers are blooming in the grass beside the road. The red lily petals are covered with dark red spots, and the white lily petals are covered with a layer of crystal ice and snow. The air is filled with the fragrance of orchids. Paradoxical, vague, but I don't know where the orchid is?The creek sang a song that could never be finished, and the floating flowers slowly flowed away.The trees in the south grow tall and big, and the crowns of the trees are connected into a green net, covering the sky. The spring breeze occasionally blows away the dense leaves, and then a ray of sunlight shines on a clump of nanzhu. The nanzhu is like moist jasper; On the roots of old trees, the moss looks like velvet embroidered.In such a large place, it was so quiet that even the falling flowers could be heard!

This is a world of mountains, trees, birds, and flowers. Everything here seems to be leisurely and elegant, and has nothing to do with war. From the forest, here and there, there are bungalows made of granite blocks, all of which are full of tense and busy atmosphere, the radio keys are ringing non-stop, and people are shuttling back and forth.However, all this is very quiet, very solemn. It is said that this place is the place where foreign billionaires living in Wuhan escape from the summer heat. In a building surrounded by spacious corridors near Taniguchi, the corps headquarters is holding a military meeting above the division level.

The sky is full of bamboo and trees. The power was cut off again. The huge hall was very dimly lit. Therefore, when people faced the map of the situation of the enemy and ourselves in central China hanging on the front wall, they had to rely on a staff officer to turn on a flashlight to emit a bright light. The light moved slowly on the map following the commander's instructions. When Liang Shuguang and Chen Wenhong arrived, the meeting had already begun. The floor, I don't know whether it is because it is loose or dry, but when the foot steps on it, it makes a "squeak--squeak" sound.The two of them had to stand on tiptoe, step lightly, and find a place to sit down behind.The heads of the corps were all sitting at the table covered with white cloth under the front wall map, and the cigarette butts were constantly lit here and there, and the spicy and sweet "Camel" cigarettes scattered like fog.As soon as Chen Wenhong sat down, he looked for Deputy Commander Qin among the chiefs.However, it was very strange that Chen Wenhong felt a little puzzled when Qin Zhen was missing.However, Liang Shuguang felt bored because the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in the entire camp did not suit his liking, no, it was out of harmony with the whole war and the beating hearts of every soldier.How eager he is to smash the Yangtze River in one fell swoop and liberate Greater Wuhan.He focused everything on this point, and had no way of thinking about anything else.But there was an old and loud voice interrupting his train of thought, it was the commander of Shi Zhanchun Corps speaking.Then all their eyes were focused on the map illuminated by the torch.The entire hall was silent, only one voice resounded:

"...Since the Huadong Brothers captured Nanjing in one fell swoop, the enemy has been on the verge of falling apart." He paused, cleared his throat, and continued: "However, what we are facing on the front line in Central China is the most complete and most vicious force preserved among the remnants of the remnants so far - Bai Chongxi! Well, Bai Chongxi! He has formulated a 'partial counter-offensive plan in Central China', It is a vain attempt to rely on Hunan, Hubei, Sichuan, and Guizhou to resist stubbornly, to change the world and turn the world around."

When the commander stood up, he was thin and a little hunched, so people always felt that his head was stretched forward. If he didn't wear a military uniform, he didn't look like a soldier at all, just like a thin peasant, but his eyes, voice It looks very majestic.He walked up to the map, with his back to everyone, and stood silently for about ten minutes. During this quiet and serious ten minutes, everyone present held their breath.At this time, the "sense of honor" and "competition" of the soldiers echoed in the hearts of most people present, especially in the hearts of division-level cadres.They thought: the first battle in western Liaoning, like the autumn wind sweeping away dead leaves, wiped out the essence of American weapons, liberated Pingjin, and the overall situation was settled.On the Huaihai battlefield, the final battle of annihilation was launched. With the force of thunder, in four days and nights, "the hundreds of thousands of remnants of the enemy were all wiped out, and an average of 40,000 to 50,000 enemies were wiped out every day. So many enemies were wiped out so quickly, just like a snow. The ball is like falling into boiling water", destroying the dead and heading straight for the Yangtze River. Now that the East China troops have crossed Nanjing and headed straight for Shanghai, why don't we take advantage of the fire in Central China and swing down the hammer? ——They have the same heart and the same reason, rushing to Wuhan to win a brilliant victory, if they don't do it now, when will they wait?

However, the old man, the commander, is so slow and meandering, he is really anxious to death!For some reason, he waved a long left arm and drew a big circle on the map. He walked back and forth in front of the map for a while, but remained silent. Following his footsteps, the floor made a crackling sound, and people felt that the blood in their veins seemed to be about to freeze, explode, and burn. Suddenly, the commander of the corps turned around and looked directly at everyone. He put aside the current situation and completely threw out a deep thought: "Comrades! What does Greater Wuhan mean to us?"

This question stunned everyone. The commander didn't expect anyone to answer, and he knew that no one would come out to answer, so he eloquently spoke in a hoarse but powerful voice: "Twenty-two years ago, our proletarian revolutionary army , started from Wuhan, passed through Nanchang, Jinggangshan, and the Central Soviet Area, opened up a revolutionary war in which the countryside encircled the cities, and the revolutionary armed forces opposed the counter-revolutionary armed forces. Later we went to the north, and now we have returned to the south. Think about it— —Brother Comrade! Think about it, the white terror of the failure of the Great Revolution, the 25,000-mile Long March, Luding Bridge, Jiajin Mountain, tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands, millions of close comrades-in-arms, thrown away The head, spilled dry blood!"

He clapped his hands on the table. "For decades, corpses have been strewn all over the fields, and blood has flowed like rivers! Blood debts need to be paid in blood, and it's time to settle the score!" The commander suddenly stopped his voice, he did not directly deploy the battle situation. This was completely beyond the expectations of Liang Shuguang and Chen Wenhong, causing them to fly away from the battle situation in front of them and fly into the depths of history.As a result, people's hearts are more anxious and their blood is boiling. "Comrades! Now we're back.

"In front of us are the three towns of Wuhan, which are the military, political, and economic centers of the middle reaches of the Yangtze River. During the Revolution of 1911, they were powerful in all directions. During the Northern Expedition, they were famous all over the world! Now, Bai Chongxi hastily retreated from Xinyang, but he was stuck with a big Wuhan, don't let go..." two At the same time, Qin Zhen was in a villa house, having secret talks with comrades from the Wuhan underground party. This comrade who called himself "Old Li" came from afar disguised as a businessman and got in touch with the army.

The two sat on two old green-painted rattan chairs under the window, with the same small rattan table in between. Outside the window, a few lilacs are in full bloom, pouring in bursts of fragrance. Just now, when Qin Zhen walked into the room and found the lilac, his eyes lit up, and a smile flickered across his lips: Ah, lilac, westerners say that lilac is a flower that symbolizes happiness. Could it be that I have good luck? However, at this moment, he frowned and listened quietly, full of thoughts. ——Bai Chongxi is really going to wipe out the big Wuhan in one fell swoop? ! The comrades of the underground party took off a Chunluo gown and put it on the back of the rattan chair, and wore a pair of bleached cloth trousers. He was sitting on the rattan table, and with a red and blue pencil handed over by Qin Zhen, he drew a map of Wuhan. , With a clear memory, draw various marks, and all of a sudden, these marks turned into arrows and shot towards Qin Zhen's heart.Qin Zhen's eyes hurriedly followed the red and blue pencil. This is the Jiang'an Locomotive Factory, this is the thermal power station, this is the Han River Bridge, this is the Hanyang Arsenal, this is the Yangtze River Ferry Terminal, and the train station, warehouse, Prisons, Jianghanguan Building... It is said that explosives were placed in these places, and the wires were connected. As long as the main gate is opened, "Wuhan is unimaginable!"

Qin Zhensu was not afraid of danger, calm and composed, but at this moment he couldn't help taking a breath, and spit out a few words: "Bai Chongxi dares to make such a decisive move?!" He is thinking, he is judging.However, he finally stood up, folded the map in half and held it in his hand. "The situation is so urgent, please sit down and let's look at it." However, when he had approached the door, he turned back. Lao Li hurriedly stood up to meet him, and the two stood face to face.Qin Zhen wanted to reach into the small pocket on the upper right side of the military uniform and take out the telegram copied on the stormy night, but he immediately stopped this subconscious movement, and only asked in a low voice: "Is there any connection with Dinah?" "Connected." He grabbed the opponent's wrist and asked: "where is she?" "In prison." There was a tingling pain in his heart, and it was dark, but he forcibly calmed himself down. He raised his hand and made a gesture, which meant "Is it dangerous?" However, without waiting for an answer, he just put his hand on the comrade's hand and pressed: "We will talk about it later." He opened the cool door with the iron screen window, Then he twisted the copper handle and pushed open the heavy wooden door, and walked hurriedly. A minute later, Qin Zhen appeared in the conference hall.Qin Zhen always wore leather shoes unless he had to, and the shoes were polished black and shiny. Although he didn't want the floor to rattle too much, a rattling sound interrupted the corps commander's speech, so that his head, which was looking forward, turned around immediately .Qin Zhen went up and said something softly, the commander of the corps immediately stood up, waved his hand and said: "Temporary adjournment!" There was a sound of moving chairs and stools, and people rushed to the wide corridor with chaotic footsteps. Several heads of the corps gathered at the long table and discussed for about 20 minutes. The commander of the corps pressed a big hand on the map of Wuhan just delivered, and said to Qin Zhen: "Let's continue the meeting, and you can take a closer look at the situation. Then we will report our ideas to the central government.” Chen Wenhong went to the corridor to talk with several comrades from the brothers and divisions. Only Liang Shuguang was far away from the crowd, standing in a corner of the corridor smoking a cigarette.Amidst the green smoke, he frowned, looked sad, and fell into deep thought. He didn't even hear the voice of the commander of the corps calling for the meeting. It was Chen Wenhong who shouted: "Old Liang!" He woke up suddenly and walked into the meeting place , the meeting has already started, and the voice of Corps Commander Shi Zhanchun is still as loud and vigorous, without any special changes. From this point of view, Commander Shi Zhanchun is calmer and more experienced than Deputy Commander Qin Zhen, and he has a demeanor as majestic as Mount Tai. .As soon as Liang Shuguang sat down, he heard the commander say: "The latest situation, the enemy does have a plan to blow up Wuhan." This undoubtedly dropped a blockbuster on the venue. There was silence in the venue, but it was not a tense silence, but a thoughtful silence. The commander of the corps closed his eyes slightly, and smiled contemptuously and contemptuously. He looked at everyone with his eyes, which meant that he respected everyone's thinking. "Come on, let's discuss it!" Discussions are lively. 1.Onslaught? 2.clamp standby? However, if you attack violently, wouldn't the time of destruction be shortened? However, if the clamp is on standby, isn't it giving the enemy enough time? At the meeting place, various thoughts, like countless invisible lightnings, passed between each other's hearts. Chen Wenhong looked at Liang Shuguang beside him, and saw Liang Shuguang slapping his head with one hand, then scratching his hair, feeling extremely irritable, and he was about to stand up immediately and let out his excitement.Chen Wenhong deeply sympathized with the political commissar's feelings and understood the political commissar's intentions. He put his hand on Liang Shuguang's shoulder and stood up suddenly. He immediately expressed all his views: "I think our army should attack Wuhan immediately..." His words were immediately agreed by most of the audience, "Yes! There has never been a fortress that cannot be broken by itself!" Take time to prepare." "Taking advantage of the unpreparedness, taking advantage of the unexpected, and going straight to Wuhan!" These words are obviously in support of Chen Wenhong. Liang Shuguang finally stood up. He tried his best to restrain himself, but his voice still trembled: "Hundreds of thousands of people in Wuhan are in danger..." The commander scratched his white hair, and immediately cut off Liang Shuguang's conversation: "Yes! Our big Wuhan is like a basket of eggs. If you grab it too hard, you will have to touch a bamboo basket to fetch water." He swung his arm suddenly: "Are you going to fight? Okay. Millions of troops have been wiped out. With his three heads and six arms, he can only wipe out the army in front of him. But, comrades! You should calmly consider the overall situation , we must not forget the requirements of the Party Central Committee: to preserve this large industrial city as well as possible, and not allow the Kuomintang to implement the scorched-earth policy. We have fired hundreds of thousands of shells, and we do not believe that Bai Chongxi will be sent away. However, what kind of Wuhan handed over to the Party Central Committee to the people of the whole country?" Shi Zhanchun suddenly stopped talking, his eyes swept over the entire venue and everyone.He seemed to want them to hand him an answer. Chen Wenhong sat down, and he held Liang Shuguang's hand.He felt that Liang Shuguang's hands were shaking, but the two looked at each other and didn't say anything. Shi Zhanchun's voice sounded again: "You think Wuhan is in sight and within easy reach, why are we standing still here? Today is a meeting above the division level, and I have revealed some secrets about the deployment of the Central Military Commission and the Field Army. I can only tell you: we The soldiers are facing the city, attracting the enemy." He then made an outflanking gesture with his left hand, "A large army is rushing into the Yangtze River from the east flank, rounding the enemy's rear, and forming a pincer attack on Wuhan. If you want to fight, you must fight hard and fight to the death. You are the ones to fight the battle, but for Wuhan, I think it’s better to keep your feet steady first, and then make a final decision with a hammer!” At this time, Staff Officer Huang crept up to Chen Wenhong and said in a low voice: "Deputy Commander Qin invites you to go to his place after the meeting!" Chen Wenhong was startled, and glanced at Liang Shuguang beside him, which meant: "Just call me?" "Yes, please go alone." After the meeting, when I came out to look, it was already dusk, and the whole valley was dyed red by the setting sun. Chen Wenhong walked straight to Qin Zhen's white bungalow. how? The staff is not here, The guards weren't there either, No one came to meet him. Silence, this kind of silence seems to be condensed with ten thousand invisible pressures, so that even Chen Wenhong, the "breakthrough general", stopped in fear, at a loss, not knowing what to do.Isn't the old man (this is the nickname for Qin Zhen between him and Liang Shuguang) not there?No, the old man has always kept time, and everything that has been agreed will be unshakable.Which one is late, he will lose his temper.Thinking of this, Chen Wenhong stepped up the stone steps and shouted: "Report!" No one should. He raised his voice and shouted again: "Report!" Still no answer. Only after the third shout did there come a faint and distant answer from the depths of the hall. Chen Wenhong opened the door and walked in.It was very dark in the room.He looked up and searched, only to find Qin Zhen under a large window with a dim light stagnant.Qin Zhen stood facing the window with his back to the door. It was hard to guess whether he heard the door opening or footsteps.Anyway, he didn't turn around right away. He just stood there motionless. He just stood there motionless. In an instant, Chen Wenhong suddenly noticed that Qin Zhen's back was a little hunched, and his whole body looked exhausted. What he saw in front of him was really an old man. Chen Wenhong waited for such a long time. Qin Zhen didn't know how to get here, and suddenly found someone standing behind, so he turned around quickly.His eyes flickered like fire in the dim twilight for a moment, but then dimly went out again. Chen Wenhong was very surprised. The old chief who has been with him for decades has always been lively, cheerful, strong and decisive.But now, he is hesitating, hesitating.He walked up to Chen Wenhong with slow steps, and said softly: "Wen Hong! Don't get excited!" I don't know what happened?Chen Wenhong stared blankly at the kind elder standing in front of him. Unexpectedly, what shocked Chen Wenhong even more was yet to come. Qin Zhen finally blurted out: "Bai Jie is in Wuhan, but in prison." Dinah is Bai Jie's code name, of course it was arranged due to the needs of the revolution.As for between Qin Zhen and Chen Wenhong, Bai Jie is Bai Jie. Chen Wenhong felt a cold war in his heart as if he had been injured by fire, and it spread all over his body suddenly.He didn't make a sound, his whole mood was so complicated, how many years he waited, how many years he searched, the only person he loved in his heart, and now he finally found, but who knew she was tightly grasped by the devil's venomous claws. "You have to calm down, you have a heavy combat mission..." Is it an order?Is it consolation?Qin Zhen was speaking these words to Chen Wenhong, and actually to himself. He was trying to cheer himself up. Chen Wenhong still didn't make a sound, his cold heart seemed to be cut with a knife, there was no pain, but it was bleeding. During Chen Wenhong's stubborn silence, Qin Zhen was also considering whether he should tell Chen Wenhong all about Bai Jie, maybe it was time for him to know everything.However, after repeated consideration and deliberation, he felt that he could not do this, and he did not have the right to do so.Bai Jie's clue was held by the central government, and even if she was rescued, she might be sent somewhere to do secret work.He finally came to a conclusion: I have to wait until Vice Chairman Zhou's order is completed, and then Vice Chairman Zhou will handle it. What I should do is to keep my mouth shut and keep it secret to the end.However, he felt that he had to say a word of forgiveness to Chen Wenhong: "We want to rescue her and do everything possible to rescue her." Chen Wenhong was indeed not excited, on the contrary, he was surprisingly calm, but his voice was trembling slightly: "Commander! I only have one request, give me the main attack task!" Qin Zhen nodded, holding his hand with Chen Wenhong's, then turned around, obviously saying: "Our conversation ends here, you can go!" At this moment, Chen Wenhong had a major In the last ray of sunset, Qin Zhen did not want Chen Wenhong to see his face clearly, and Chen Wenhong did not see his face clearly. Four I don't know when it started to rain, and the trees and soil gave off an earthy smell.The weather in April is changing rapidly. The silent rain makes people feel lingering and melancholy. Chen Wenhong came out from Qin Zhen's place, the rain got wet on him, he didn't feel it, he just walked like that, walked out of the valley, onto the path... The rain swept across the field, and the rain rang in his heart. A black rain cloud slowly enveloped his heart. It was in Yan'an, at noon on a hot summer day on a Sunday.At that time, Yan'an was a place full of singing, laughter and fiery youth.A large number of young men and women, like ancient pilgrims, rushed to this lighthouse of the Anti-Japanese War from all over the country, making the banks of the Yanhe River very lively.However, at noon like this, most people take a nap in the cool earthen cave dwellings.Since Chen Wenhong was the team leader of the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University, he was busy from morning to night, so he had to find time at noon on Sunday to wash clothes on the Yanhe River.People who have lived in Yan'an back then will never forget how lovely and lovely the soft, silent and crystal clear water of the Yanhe River is, right?The clothes washed out of the water are so smooth and refreshing, as if they have given the Yanhe water a light fragrance.Yes, we will never forget what a shocking and lyrical era it was.Chen Wenhong was naked to the waist, with gray military trousers rolled up to his knees, and stood with his legs spread apart in the middle of the river, rubbing his clothes on the big bluestone so diligently and happily.Shiny water splashes and snow-white soap foam splashed with gestures.If a painter passed by, he couldn't help but sketch the young man.He was so handsome, with all his sinews and vitality.On the oval and fair face, the eyes, nose and mouth are delicate, small and straight.But his whole demeanor made you feel brave, determined, strong.He was honed through snow-capped mountains and grasslands, but his eyes are so pure and clean.He washed vigorously, and the tendons in his red arms bounced vigorously.He was immersed in the pleasure of labor, so absorbed that he forgot the time.Suddenly, a suffocating hot air rose from the river, making it difficult for him to breathe.He straightened up, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his foamy arm, and was surprised when he looked around.It turned out that the indigo sky was suddenly as black as the bottom of a pot. I saw a goshawk swaying in the swirling dark clouds and disappeared without a trace. The stones by the river turned white, and the Malan flowers trembled. , a hurricane suddenly fell from the sky. The Great Northwest Plateau is sometimes tender and sometimes violent.Now, before you have time to think, this dangerous scene has come before your eyes. Chen Wenhong picked up his wet clothes and immediately ran to the bank. As soon as he landed, he heard a faint and terrifying sound. He turned around and saw that the torrents were pressing down on the upper reaches of the river like thousands of cliffs. terrifying power.At the same time, the entire sky and the ground became dark and gloomy, as if the entire sky suddenly changed suddenly, and there was an inexplicable terrifying bang from all directions.The Yanhe River used to be just a meandering river, but in a blink of an eye, the flood had flooded the entire vast plain between the two mountains. The raging black current. "not good!" Chen Wenhong stood on the stone and screamed. He found a white dot in the black frenzy. what!people! ... The man was caught in the turbulent waves, he could neither see the struggle nor hear the cries, because at this time everything was drowned by the crazy roar of nature, and he could only see the little white spot floating on the surface of the water for a while, And submerged in the water again. Yes, one person! Before Chen Wenhong had time to think, he jumped from the rock and plunged into the rapids. At this time, the sky collapsed, the landslides and rocks cracked, and whoever touched it would be destroyed and shattered into powder.But, now, this person, this son of the earth, is waving his arms and advancing through the waves. When Chen Wenhong saw people in danger, he threw himself into the raging waves and fought forward without any hesitation. The flash flood caused people from the cave dwellings on both sides of the mountain to come out. When they saw the two small dots turbulent with the current in the ocean, they all gasped in fright, shouted and ran to tell each other.For a while, the hillside was full of people, and some of them ran down the hill in a panic, pulling ropes, lifting wooden boards, and trying every means to rescue them.All eyes were cast on Chen Wenhong. When a wave engulfed him, people held their breath, and when he came out of the water again, people sighed.Fate, fate, the fate of one person is tied to the fate of thousands of people. The mountain torrent roared, swirled, and rushed violently, impacting groups of cattle and sheep, huge trees, bridges, and roofs, sweeping down, overwhelming.There is no power that can contend with this kind of rage.Because of this, the crowds on both sides of the strait were anxious and shouting, so all their hearts were opened, leading to a bright point-this is hope, hope, this is the force that drives people to work hard.Just ask, without it, what is the meaning of fire, heat, life, and sunshine?Now Chen Wenhong is the bright spot, he challenged the dark god of death.At this tense moment, suddenly there was a thunderbolt, and the torrential rain poured down. The water force, wind force, and rain force merged into a vortex of the air current, making the situation even more dangerous. The crowd kept shouting: "Swimming closer!" "Caught it, caught it!..." "oops!" "Brew away again." "Is he still swimming?" "He's still swimming." "It's dangerous, this wave beat him far away..." "He's swimming, and he's getting closer—nearer!" At this moment, Chen Wenhong didn't have any suspense or doubt in his mind at all, and he was not allowed to have any suspense or doubt. What he had to deal with was the evil wave that was determined to swallow him. He had only one idea, which was to rescue the drowning man from the rapids. Finally he grabbed the man's hair, and the two of them floated together. No matter how the waves swayed, he firmly twisted his hair, the hair was long, it was a woman. She has lost consciousness and is no longer struggling. She is trembling and drifting like a leaf.But the buoyancy of the water, the force of the waves, made her seem less heavy and thus allowed her to float with him.Chen Wenhong, fearless in the face of danger, has a clear mind, and he knows that he cannot cross the torrent and go straight to the shore.So, taking advantage of the momentum of the water, he allowed the flood to drift rapidly and washed them down.People ran and shouted along the bank, and some swimmers had already dived into the water, shouting and trying to help him, but the raging waves made it difficult to get close.When the flood flowed far, far away and turned a corner, Chen Wenhong took advantage of the great opportunity of the slow water to paddle with his arms. He was finally caught by many people who jumped into the water. He and the rescued person gave people seven hands Bajiao lifted it ashore, but he had already lost consciousness.After an unknown amount of time, Chen Wenhong slowly regained consciousness.People told him that the lesbian was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. I don't know when the sky cleared up, and a red sunset shone on the hills around Yan'an.He felt weak and dizzy.People offered to send him off, but he declined, and with the mud washed over him by the river, he staggered upstream along the bank to find the pile of wet clothes he had left on the rocks. ... Fives About ten days later, one night, while Chen Wenhong was studying in the cave, a correspondent sent him a letter.At that time, there were no envelopes in Yan'an, and the letter paper was folded into narrow strips and twisted into an Arabic 4 shape.Chen Wenhong opened it and saw that it read: A small spark ignited from a thin lamp in the lamp. Looking at the beautiful handwriting, he suddenly remembered that someone fell into the water that day.This incident has caused a sensation in half of Yan'an, and he is the protagonist!However, he ignored it, and when someone asked him, he quietly walked away.Now, he is very satisfied with this letter, because there is not a word of thanks in the letter, as for knowing, what is the need for that.With a faint smile, he put the letter aside and buried himself in the book again.In the ranks of the Red Army, he belonged to the kind of people who love learning and culture, and joined the literacy team of the village Soviet at home.When he joined the army at the age of fourteen, he brought a small book and a short pencil tip, which were his treasures.At night when he camped on the vast grassland, with a dim bonfire, he wrote with the tip of a small pencil so that his palms sweated, and he often fell asleep as soon as he put his head on the book.Now, he, a cadre with a background of workers and peasants, manages a group of intellectuals. He deeply feels that there is a huge gap in cultural level between them, and it is difficult to understand and guide them, which arouses his eagerness to learn and enterprising. This hole-earth cave dwelling becomes damp every time it rains, and the moldy dampness of the soil is mixed with the fishy smell of mutton oil in the lamp.There was a cricket singing non-stop inside or outside the cave.At a conference, a leading comrade said something that particularly touched him: "The world is created by people, you can learn what you don't understand." On the night when he received the letter, he still learned that at some point he fell asleep with his head on the book, and that the spark on the lamp was either exhausted or blown out by the wind. The night in the northwest plateau is still very cool and cold.Northwest, you majestic Loess Plateau!You, the birthplace of the Chinese nation, how majestic and magnificent you are!People standing here, whether looking at the sun during the day or the moon at night, will have a strange feeling that everything here is close to the sky.Therefore, the sun is extremely hot and the moon is extremely bright.The Loess Plateau is majestic and magnificent, reminiscent of the ancient prehistoric era everywhere.At that time here, from the vicissitudes of earth-shattering, earth-shattering, and mountain-shattering vicissitudes, the people who grew up the spirit of all things, our ancestors, began to drink blood and slash-and-burn farming here.However, the soul of a great nation springs from here.Thus, thousands of years have passed.Today, in the catastrophe of broken mountains and rivers, precarious wind and rain, and the destruction of the country, history seems to have made a careful choice. The land of the Northwest Plateau once again screamed and rose from the ground. A place that once created a world, Let's create another world.When you stand on the top of a high mountain and look around, you will feel that the mountains and rivers here are poor, lonely and desolate.But, let go of your pace, you are chasing the high-pitched and desolate "Shuntianyou" singing, let's go!The song flies over Baidao Bay on the top of Ququ Mountain, and over a river of gravel as big as a bucket. You will find that the land is so fertile and the forest is so dense.There is a shepherd on the mountain ridge, wearing a piece of old sheepskin and carrying a shepherd shovel. It is him, walking slowly, singing loudly at the same time. ... The sky is blue and the wild is vast, as if since our ancestors walked to the Central Plains along the Yellow River, there has been a treasure house that no one cares about.However, the heart of this seemingly calm plateau keeps beating forever.The son of the working people of China has come here holding a red flag. When the bloody nation's catastrophe, pain, and tragedy come, through the dense clouds and fog, the high-pitched and sonorous singing of the shepherd becomes The cries of tens of thousands of people wake up thousands of sleeping hearts.Who can say that there is no joy in sorrow, and who can say that there is no sorrow in joy.It was in the interweaving of grief and joy that Chen Wenhong, the little red ghost from Jiangxi, is now a true warrior, an eagle with wings spread. Things are not as pure and simple as Chen Wenhong thought.Ever since Chen Wenhong received Bai Jie's letter, a lesbian shadow has often appeared beside him: at the head of the playground, beside the classroom, on the stone-paved streets in Yan'an City, and in the Xinhua Bookstore on the top of Fenghuang Mountain, there are often A shadow appeared quietly.It was a youthful age for a youthful person!A smile, a glance, will cause ripples in the heart.However, Chen Wenhong never noticed it.Because competitiveness took possession of him.To be an excellent fighter on the line of fire and an excellent captain in school, he has devoted all his energy to his career.However, one Saturday night, he and the whole team of students went to a brightly lit party.A lesbian stood on the stage, and the burning pine light illuminated her through the swirling black smoke.But she was completely intoxicated by the music, the beautiful violin melody flowing from her soft fingers to the entire venue.In the venue, so many people became so quiet all of a sudden, it seemed that everyone's hearts were merged with the sound of music, like a clear wind, a wisp of faint cloud, melodious in the loop.A soft and harmonious beauty purifies people and shakes people's souls, making people feel sad for sadness and excited for high spirits.Forget, forget, just like that, forget everything, forget yourself, it suddenly rises into space, suddenly spins down the plains, and then, the lingering sound curls up, like a gossamer, intermittently, slightly, slightly flying towards infinity deep, infinitely far.The strings of the violin finally came to a stillness, but the people in the venue were still stagnant in silence, and then woke up like a dream, with bursts of applause followed by shouts: "Bai Jie!—One more!" "Bai Jie!—One more!" Chen Wenhong suddenly realized, ah, so she is Bai Jie!Maybe it's because of the intoxication of the music!He had an instant fondness for her. Bai Jie did not agree to everyone's request, and seemed to be shyly about to step down from the stage.At this time, Chen Wenhong, who was sitting in the front row, also shouted with everyone.At this moment, the eyes of Bai Jie and Chen Wenhong met, she saw him, and he saw her. That night, the moonlight was like water.When the party ended, people poured out of the turbid and lively auditorium, especially feeling that the night air in this mountain city was so cool and sweet.From an invisible distance, there was the gurgling sound of Yanshui.When people were walking forward in the moonlight, Bai Jie's figure quietly appeared beside Chen Wenhong. She walked towards him without hesitation, and bravely shook hands with him.He shook the young woman's hand for the first time, and his heart trembled a little.This hand is so slender and soft, but her words are as hot as fire: "Captain Chen! We finally know each other." six Yes, he met her, not only met, but gradually fell in love with her. Love is the most generous and the most merciful. However, the love given to Chen Wenhong in the world is too little, too little.He is a boy from Jiangxi, he was only fourteen years old when the three brothers joined the army together.Later, an elder brother died in the battle of Guangchang; an elder brother was buried forever in the ancient desolate grassland.However, he never cried.Perhaps it is these pathos and tragic experiences that formed his character.He is usually taciturn, but fierce and ruthless in war, people call him "Spicy Company Commander".这不仅仅由于他每餐饭没有辣椒就吃不下去，更重要是由于他对人、对事、对一切，都有一股火辣辣的劲头儿。感情这根弦，在这个由苦难陶冶，由战火磨炼的灵魂中，似乎从来没有一根手指去挑拨过。其实，那时，他何尝没有爱，只不过爱含在恨里，心中燃烧的是冰冷的火焰。而现在，当两颗心融合之后，他心里燃烧的是温暖的火焰了。一个落雪的夜晚，他送她回女生队宿舍去，临别，她依依不舍地把他冰冷的两手紧紧抓起，贴在她的两颊上。他立刻感到一阵温暖、火热，美美地渗透入心泉。她责备他： “这样大雪天也不穿大衣？” 他笑了笑说：“我已经习惯了。” 她十分深情地说： “你只知道你，你就不想到我……” 她的声音竟呜咽起来，他一下着了慌，连声说： “我穿！” “一定得穿。”说着，她把自己脖颈上围的一条毛线围巾取下来，亲手给他围上。他待要谦让，她向他投来一道“命令”的眼光。 这是何等温馨的爱啊！分手之后，他怎样也不想回自己的窑洞，他一个人坐在延河边一块岩石上，一任凛冽的寒风把雪花撒得满身满脸。他的脸颊，从那轻软的、毛茸茸的围巾上，感到天地间都没有的温暖，他第一次落了眼泪。当他发现一点湿湿的东西流下腮帮，他恐慌了，他连忙去揩，却又止住没有去揩。what!这就是深深的爱啊！这个踏遍荆棘的人，头一遭懂得了幸福；这个坚硬如铁的人，头一遭受到爱怜。这正说明，在他们之间，爱得多么纯真，爱得多么圣洁。他们之间的爱，像是夏日清晨的湖水，清洁、晶莹、透明；一旦太阳一露脸，它就将湖面反衬出无穷无尽青春璀璨的光华，是的，爱就是这样无穷无尽的呀！ 陈文洪不再是过去的陈文洪了。 白洁不再是过去的白洁了。 有一次，陈文洪问她： “你是一个爱好艺术的人，你为什么找我这样一个工农分子？” 她痴痴地望了他一阵，然后慢悠悠地说： “我从小过着富裕的生活，可是我厌恶那种生活，我的心是那样孤独啊！我觉得我是一个无用的人，我羡慕你，你是真正有用的人。” 白洁从小巧的嘴唇里露出雪白的细小的牙齿笑了一下，但随即发出郑重的声音。她像在发出誓言： “请你相信我，我也一定要做一个有用的人，哪怕付出生命的代价……” 她的柔软的脸颊泛出红晕，她的纤细的身子好像强壮、长大起来。 延安的爱情进行曲在鸣奏着。 冬夜。把整个窑洞照得红朦朦的炭火盆上，一只搪瓷茶罐飘溢出大红枣的甜香，这就是人们从最大贫困中得到最大的富有。这是多么温暖而又深沉的眷恋呀，许多从那个年代里过来的人对此都永远恋恋不忘，一直到他们或她们的垂暮之年以至最后弥留之际。那是何等的坚贞啊！那是何等的温馨啊！ 但，在陈文洪和白洁正在热恋时，却意外地发生了事变。 事情发生在早春一个静穆的黄昏。陈文洪按照事先约定，到了他们会晤的地点，那是白洁最心爱的一个地方，陡峭山壁下，一弯澄澈清碧的延水边上，有一巨大岩石。他们常常坐在这儿，听水声淙淙。无论是对于他还是她，每一次约会都充满新颖欣悦之感。这一天，陈文洪又怀着同样的心情来到这里看白云变幻。可是她没有来。他在河边沙滩上踱着，仿佛辨认白洁留下的脚印。当时延安人是没有表的，只把日影当作时钟。后来夕阳衔山，天空泛出红紫色云霞，她没有来；后来，暮霭低回，从沙砾里初绽的马兰花在微微摇颤，从河面上袭来一阵寒意，她还没有来。……渐渐，一种焦躁的心情升上心间，焦躁之中又不免夹杂着一种担心忧虑：“难道出了什么意外吗？”这幽僻而荒凉的山谷中，有时是会有狼出现，袭击行人的！……想到这里，陈文洪立刻迎着白洁的来路走去。但他在那条路上走了很远，还是寂无人影。陈文洪心头如炙似烤。他突然想，也许她已从旁处到约会处，于是他又折回到大岩石边。朦胧昏暗的夜影之下，流水声显得特别清冷，仿佛预示着什么灾劫正在降临，陈文洪回顾茫然，大声呼喊： “白洁……” “白洁……” 除了山壁上空寂的回音，没有人声反应。 突然间他听到从远方传来一种声音。他纵身一跃跳上岩石。 他的心一下紧紧颤抖起来了。 是狼嗥的声音，如此阴森、意外、悚人。 ——莫不是白洁真的出了事？ 一下出了一身冷汗，当他又拔步沿着白洁来的那道川谷奔去时，夜完全黑了。 他多么希望迎面出现一个穿着灰白色衣服的人影呀，但是没有……没有，什么都没有。 他回到大岩石上，他勉强抑制自己冷静下来。 他寻思，是不是她忘记了这个约会？ 不，不会，他仔细回想，白洁是一个非常守信用的人。 那么是什么？ !what is it 于是他下定决心到白洁所居住的抗大小分队住处去。他走到那儿，整个宿舍房屋连一点灯影都没有，人们该已进入梦乡。 陈文洪站了一阵。 他的心渐渐凝固，沉落下去了！ 他这样来回来去，在这川谷中跑了不知多少趟。 最后，他又回到大岩石旁。 冷冷的一汪清水似的月光已经照落下来。 难道白洁她…… 不，他不敢想下去了，他只觉得浑身冷嗖嗖的，像从头上浇了冷水。 他坐在大岩石上，月亮也已西斜了。 哪怕有一点声音，也会带给他一线希望呀…… 一种苦恼，一种痛苦深深抓住了陈文洪的整个灵魂。 他终于没有等到白洁，带着失望与绝望回到自己的窑洞。他不愿点燃灯盏，摸黑到床上，合衣而卧，睁着两眼，直到天明。 这个革命中的战士，生活中的苦儿。 他意外地得到幸福，难道现在幸福又意外离去了吗？不，不可能…… 从那晚以后，过了多少天。等待，失望，等待，陈文洪陷于一个青年人无法摆脱的烦恼之中。 是的，爱，并不只意味着甜蜜、微笑。 是的，爱，同时也意味着忧愁、苦痛。 在陈文洪身上，生活本来就像一条大河自由自在地奔流。而今，经过欢畅、漫溢，却突然遇到礁石，狂流击碎在礁石上，而后降落下来变成一潭死水。 陈文洪尽力挣扎，摆脱困境，全力投入紧张的工作和劳动，不给自己留一点空闲，想以此压倒苦恼，但青春的烦闷是怎样渗透人心呀！他觉得这个春天特别漫长，不知为什么他苦苦地盼望着夏天的到来。 而夏天也就真的悄悄来临了。布谷鸟彻夜地鸣叫着，月亮把窗纸照得雪白。他怎样也睡不着，茫茫中好像有一种什么神奇的驱使似的，使他走到窑洞前的坪场上来。月影蒙蒙，山影蒙蒙，整个延安酣睡了，整个延安给月光照得那样清凉、明亮，月光像一层极细极细的银丝织出的纱幕笼罩着一切。听到远处延河水流的声音，就像有个小孩从玻璃瓶里往外倒水，咕噜噜咕噜噜地响着。他想到那儿去，他移步走下弯曲的山路。在半山腰上，他忽然看见一个人影，正在上山，骤然面对面停下，来人竟是白洁，白洁。 一月中天，万籁俱寂。 她的充满喜悦的眼光和他充满炽情的眼光骤然相遇，默默注视了一下——这是多么动人心灵的一瞥呀！他们爱得如此之久，但这时才第一次紧紧拥抱了，相吻了。等到她从他怀中仰起白皙的面孔，她两眼满含着泪花，透过泪花笑得多么甜蜜呀。最后，还是白洁轻轻推开了他，微嗔地说： “你看，你把什么压坏了！” 原来她胸前捧着一大把红的、白的百合花。 他问她： “你怎么不讲一声就走了？” “纪律不允许告诉人，任何一个人。” “那你也不能写一个字？” “不，不能，洪！那是绝对不能的。” 她没有告诉他她在哪里，不过他也不再问她在哪里了。 他心里明白，作为党的机密，他不应该再加询问。 他记起，在他最烦恼时，他曾为此去见过过去的老首长、现在学校副教育科长秦震。 痛苦在燃烧着他，痛苦在折磨着他，他能找谁一诉衷曲呢？在人群里，一个最关怀他，也最为他敬仰的人就是秦震。陈文洪觉得不应该为个人私事去麻烦上级，但是他的两脚竟不听他的指使了。在这革命大家庭里，秦震与他之间所特有的那种亲骨肉关系竟驱使他走到老上级那儿来了，他要向他请教、求援。 秦震热情地握住他的手，让他坐下，两只微笑的眼睛，一下望到他的心底，好像他知道他会来，也明白他为什么来。 他们谈了很久很久。最后，秦震情深意真，情辞恳切地劝阻陈文洪不要跟白洁恋爱。 陈文洪挣红了脸想要争辩，这个老首长率而直言道： “她不是你理想的对象。” 可是，陈文洪是用整个生命在爱呀，他不是一个轻易付出爱，更不是一个轻易收回爱的人。 秦震见他执意不肯，在砖砌的窑洞地面上来回踱了几步，背过身去，十分感慨地说： “文洪，我告诉你，她可能不会给你带来幸福。” “我不只是为了个人幸福……” “可是，她也许长久不能跟你在一起呢？” “只要我们的心在一起，为了革命，她走她的路，我走我的路，也没关系。” 秦震明亮而冷峻的两道眼光霍地射在陈文洪脸上，这一刹那，是多么严峻的考验时刻，是多么清醒的考验时刻。 陈文洪心神一震。他从来顺从老首长的教导，不过，这一次，他不能听从，不能。为了这个“不能”，他得付出多么巨大的耐力与毅力呀！但他确实不能，而这时，他看到秦震的眼光缓和下来了，眼光一下变得有如一片和煦的阳光。 不过，这是没有结果的结果，谈话也只能在此结束了。 秦震照例留他吃饭，他也照例坐在小马扎上就着一段木头墩子吃饭。那年月虽然艰苦，可同志之间偶然过访，总要留下吃一餐饭，尽管同样是小米饭，土豆汤。秦震特地加了一小盘炸得焦黄喷香的干辣椒，油汪汪的，使人深感盛情。陈文洪吃得汗淋淋，热烘烘。吃罢饭，一抹嘴站起就走。秦震送他走出窑洞，他回身，立正、敬礼。他的绷得紧紧的整个身姿说明：我是绝对服从您的，不过，在这个问题上我不能够。 现在，白洁却突然出现眼前，他没问白洁，是谁允许她来的，是不是谁说了话才让她来的，但，由于她既然谈到纪律，也由于对她的信赖，他没有再问。他高兴，在一个打开水用的黑釉瓦罐里倒满凉水摆在案头，白洁把那一大捧百合花插在里面。这从荒山野谷里采撷来的花呀！好像在窃窃私语，低低暗笑，为他们散漫出一股略带点泥土气息的芳香，确是令人心醉。 这是多么漫长的一夜！ 这是多么短促的一夜！ 这是多么痛苦的一夜！ 一直到窗纸上泛出青色，两个人还面对面坐在炭盆边喃喃蜜语，语言有时候是吝啬的，但在情人之间却像抽不尽的丝绵绵不绝。他们什么都说了，他们决定了终身。延安的清晨是寒冷的，陈文洪从伙房里掏来几块红火炭埋在炭盆灰里，到这时已化为灰烬，虽还有一丝暖意，实在抵不住窑洞土墙上透出的潮湿的寒气了。陈文洪的棉大衣披在白洁身上，他们彼此望着，笑着，眼光是那样温暖。 又是几个月过去了。为了要开辟山东敌后抗日游击战，非常需要得力人手，组织上决定抽调一批人到那地方去，陈文洪也是其中一个。他即将离开延安，走向远方，投身于激烈的战争之中去了。就像爱好游泳的人即将踊身跃入激流一样，陈文洪无限喜悦，忘怀一切，唯一惦念的就是要向白洁告别，但是不知到哪里去寻找她。在这重要时刻，不是陈文洪去找秦震，倒是秦震派了个通信员来说：“副科长叫你到他那儿去一趟！”秦震微笑地端详这精力饱满的小伙子，他叫他到几十里外一个地方去看一看白洁。秦震说得很平静，陈文洪接受得也很平静。 初秋的延安，美得像一个朴实而俊俏的村姑。空气中弥漫着熟透了的谷子的芳香，阳光把飞扬的尘土晒得暖烘烘的，滑溜溜的小风吹到人脸上又那样凉爽宜人。陈文洪走过一道道川，涉过一弯弯水，爬上山峁，穿过密林，从不知隐蔽在哪儿的村落里传来雄鸡的啼鸣，一树树大红枣像飘着红色的雪花。他早起披着露水出发，晌午在一个人家窑洞前，讨了一碗凉水，坐在碾盘石上，吞食了身边带的一块锅盔，快傍晚时就到达了目的地。他远远就看见白洁在山垭口上等他了。白洁身穿一身由灰色洗得发白，但清洁、整齐的旧军衣，同样一顶洗得发白的旧军帽戴在头上。她像一颗朝露盈盈的小白杨树，那样丰盈，那样俊秀。他们的四只手一下紧紧握在一起。他仔细看她，她的左腮上一点朱砂痣微微动了一下，她倩然一笑，埋下头去。他的情况她都知道，她说： “你要到敌后去，我也要走了。” “你到哪里去？” 她举起柔软的小手捂住他的嘴，连连摇头，乌黑的头发在耳边拨浪着。 “不要问，将来有一天我会统统告诉你，现在不要问吧！（她用目光央求他，制止他）我是到一个很远很远的地方去。” 第二天一整天，他们都在山野间漫步。两个人就要劳燕分飞，各自东西了。当她说到不知何时再见，她伏在他胸脯上哭了。他紧紧搂住她，感到她的全身有如树叶一般簌簌颤悸。他心里一热，眼窠一酸，但他决然地抑制了自己。她露出含泪的微笑，一任他用手掌抹去她颊上的泪痕，在她脸上那颗朱砂痣上吻了又吻。她说：“走吧！走吧！我们分手得早，聚会得也会早些。” 绯红色的波斯菊开得那样茂盛，小河边的脚印那样深沉，这一切，使他们把这离情别绪，永远深深铭记在心间。他只反复叮嘱她：“不论到哪里都要注意爱护身体。”她说：“我为了你，你为了我，只要我们的心在一起，我们就活得会更好。”第三天一清早，他就动身回延安了，这是多么深情蜜意的时刻呀！这是多么难舍难分的时刻呀！先是她送他走了老远一段路，后来，他又送她走了老远一段路；随后，她又坚持送他，直到太阳升上高空，还是白洁毅然决然推了他一把： “你走吧！怕断黑赶不到家……” 白洁低下头，她那雪白的脖颈红了，她半天没有做声，然后抬起头来，满颊都是泪花。 陈文洪轻轻地喘了一口气，而后屏住了呼吸。 她幽幽地说： “我们不能见面，我们不能通信，也许很久很久，你连我生死都不知道……” 陈文洪紧紧拥抱了她，他坚定不移地说： “我等你。” 她高兴地扬起脸来，泪和笑一道漾在她脸上。 “要是我们永远永远不能……” “不会，我要拼命作战。” “等到胜利。” “等到新中国诞生。” 是的，他们各自奔上各自的战场，那儿有危难，有困苦，但他们有着一个共同的信念，那就是红彤彤太阳一般的新中国就要诞生。 他们两人就这样分手了。她从回袋里取出一包东西，放在他手心里，叮嘱他回去再看，然后，她又轻轻推了他一下，决然地转过身去，从背后朝他伸出一只手摇摆着，仿佛说：“你走吧，我求求你，你走吧！”但她承担的是多么巨大的悲痛啊！当陈文洪渐渐远去，回过头来再看，她还站在那儿遥望着他。她似乎已没有力气再举起手来向他挥动一下了，她就那样站着、站着，一直到他再也看不见她的时候。 从那以后，他们谁也不知道谁在哪里。日本帝国主义投降，陈文洪随部队渡渤海从山东到了东北。在那风雪严冬的冬季，他第三次负伤住在后方一所医院里。有一天，秦震掀开厚重的棉布门帘，一脚踏入，四处顾盼，然后就迈着快速的小步，径直朝陈文洪走来。陈文洪刚从沉睡中醒来，眼光有点模糊，但一见老首长，真是百感齐集，悲喜交加。秦震一下攥住他的两手，他觉得将近十年没见面的老首长，虽然脸颊还那样红润，眼睛还那样微笑，但毕竟显得苍老了。秦震坐在床沿上，咳嗽了一声，显出努力在压制内心的激动。秦震告诉陈文洪，在北平调处执行部见到周恩来副主席。周副主席告诉他白洁很平安，工作得很努力，特嘱他一定要把白洁写给陈文洪的信，亲手交给陈文洪。一股热流，慢慢地，慢慢地，而后一下笼罩了陈文洪全身。他激动得紧紧握住秦震的两手：“她在哪里？她在哪里？”“她在敌人的心脏里做秘密工作。”天之涯、海之角，这是多么遥远的距离啊！但，他知道了，终于知道了。这是两个世界，她在那里战斗，他在这里战斗，有一条线把他们决然分开。当他从激动中镇定下来时，他发现秦震扭过身去，背对着他，是的，老首长毕竟显得苍老了。不过，陈文洪确确实实知道她在哪里了，可又确确实实不知道她在哪里，他伤口还没愈合，就一跃而起，重上前方了。他觉得在前线他和她距离得更贴近一些，在那茫茫旷野上，他望着太阳、望着月亮、望着星星，他就觉得她也在望着同一的太阳，月亮和星星。 ... 月亮，是月亮，一片月光照亮了陈文洪的眼睛。 雨不知何时停了。 陈文洪听到背后有人的脚步声和马蹄声。 陈文洪蓦然惊醒，环顾四周，他发现他竟然向与他的师部所在地相反的方向走出不知多远了。 他转过身叱问警卫员： “走到什么鬼地方来了！” 警卫员委屈地说： “我当秦副司令有任务要你去执行呢！” 陈文洪摸摸双肩，湿淋淋的，立刻感到一片寒意。 他纵身上马，朝来路上扬鞭而去。