The Heavenly King Covers the Earth and the Pagoda Subdues the River Demon. From "The Snowy Plains of the Forest Sea" by modern writer Qu Bo.
Excerpts from the original text:
The Zaoshan Diao elaborately arranged a fake battle "with the incoming **** army" to secretly examine whether this "Laojiu" is real or fake. Yang Zirong also rushed up with his gun, and soon he realized that these people only shouted and screamed, and their guns were shot to the sky. Zashan Diao: The Heavenly King is a tiger! (You've got a lot of nerve! How dare you come to anger your ancestors?) Yang Zi Rong: The Pagoda subdues the River Demon! (If that happens, tell me to fall from the mountain and drown in the river.)
Yang Zirong knew that Zaoshan Diao was testing him, so he fought and killed several bandits in a row. Zaoshan Diao, seeing that he killed his brothers, shouted to Yang Zirong: "Lao Jiu, slow down! This is an exercise." Eliminate the suspicion of Zaoshan Diao, and will be a trick to take the opportunity to send out the information groping clear.
Synopsis:
The article describes the fight against bandits in the Northeast China at the beginning of the Liberation War.
In the winter of 1946, a small unit of the Northeast Democratic Allied Forces, led by the regimental chief of staff, Shao Jianbo, went deep into the forest to carry out the task of eliminating the bandits, and the hero of the reconnaissance, Yang Zirong, battled against the bandits of the Weihu Mountain, the Zashandiao, with their wits and bravery.
Lin Hai Xue Yuan has always been regarded as a typical representative of "revolutionary popular fiction", and has been hailed as a shining example of "the combination of new political ideas and traditional forms of expression". It is also an important and irreplaceable work of fiction in the development of the "seventeen years of literature".
Expanded InformationBackground:
In 1946, at the beginning of the Liberation War, the Northeast region was in a state of confrontation between the enemy and us. In order to consolidate the base areas and mobilize human and material resources to support the liberation war, the PLA began to implement land reform. However, a handful of defeated Kuomintang bandits fled into the mountains and forests, colluded with local bandits and landlords to form an army of bandits, and went on a rampage, carrying out madness, killing, looting, and destroying the land reform.
So the higher-ups decided to organize a small detachment into the mountains to carry out a small group action, while reconnaissance to combat the enemy, the combination of reconnaissance and fighting. The author and his comrades then took on part of this honorable and arduous task. They went deep into the deep mountains and dense forests along the Xiaoxinganling Mountains in the northeast in the winter of 1946, and circled the bandit leaders who claimed to have several brigades.
Qu Bo had never engaged in literary creation before, but the battle heroes who sacrificed their lives for the revolution lived in his heart at all times. When he was in the hospital for treatment of his injuries, he had countless times told stories of his comrades and the battles of Linhai Xueyuan.
These stories, especially Yang Zirong's heroic deeds, made the listeners move and marvel, and gained some kind of strength from them. He had a strong desire to create something after telling them.
But because of the busy work, coupled with the low level of writing, initially tried to write three chapters, they feel overwhelmed: one is the inner feelings of the pen can not be expressed; the second can not be divided into weight, plain narrative, the power to make the knife edge. In a fit of pique, he tore up all three chapters he had written.
In the middle of the night one day before the Spring Festival in 1955, the author went home in the snow, all the way home, still thinking about how to write a good novel, how to break through the language and text barrier and other issues.
When he arrived home, a glance at the sweet sleep of his wife and children, a deep feeling can not help but surging to the heart: he remembered eight years ago, North Manchuria is also blowing a blizzard, when it was the night before the attack on Weihu Mountain; and now the motherland has been unprecedentedly strong, the construction of the various aspects of the brilliant achievements, their own cottage is so warm and cozy, and the family life is so full, but all of this. Yang Zirong, Gao Bo and other comrades did not see and did not enjoy.
It was for the sake of a better today and an even better future that they gave up their precious lives during the most difficult years. Looking out the window fluttering snowflakes, the vast sea of forests, snow-capped plains, Yang Zirong, Gao Bo, Chen Zhenyi, Luan Chaojia, Sun Dade, Liu Yuncang, Liu Qingquan, Li Hengyu and other comrades of the image and deeds, and one by one in the author's mind.
From then on, Qu Bo worked overtime for three to four hours every night, and Sundays and holidays were the most concentrated time for him to write. From February 1955 to August 1956, in a year and a half of spare time, Qu Bo completed a 400,000-word manuscript.