800-word excerpt from Hongyan (must be a paragraph) urgent ~ ~

The monument to the victory of Jigong Anti-Japanese War was dark and hidden in the foggy sea. The mountain city where the Yangtze River and Jialing River meet is shrouded in thick clouds. On this gloomy morning, people

In turbulent times, children ushered in a new year.

In this extremely prosperous city, although the sky is so gloomy, the streets on New Year's Day are still crowded with pedestrians as usual.

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers! Central Daily News! Peace Daily ... "The barefoot newsboy, running in the fog, shouted:" Look 1948 Where is China going?

..... Look at the atomic military exercises in the United States, the third world war is about to break out ... "

In the voice of selling newspapers, he suddenly shouted, "Look at the orders of the garrison headquarters! Chinese New Year, no firecrackers, no fireworks, no fire! "

In the endless sea of people, a young man in a hurry suddenly heard "fire alarm!" " "Shouts, when he turned to look, the newsboy had disappeared, only

It was in the crowd that a fading cry came: "Look at the news of this city. Public officials were trapped in the New Year, and the whole family took poison, leaving a dead letter ... "

This young man coming in a hurry is Yu Xinjiang. Today, instead of wearing a worker's uniform, he changed into a clean blue cloth tunic suit. Under the eyebrows,

Deeply embedded with a pair of eyes that look straight at everything; He is only in his twenties, but his expression is particularly solemn, and he looks thinner and more calm than young people of the same age. After listening to the newsboy's cry

Sound, his eyebrows slightly contracted, faster. Two long arms, swinging back and forth in a hurry, sleeves wiping skirts, and cables ringing rhythmically.

I don't know whether it was hot or convenient, but he put a slightly longer cuff on his arm, revealing a long black wrist and a big hand covered with cocoons.

Crossing this noisy street, he gave way to a bus with black smoke at the end many times. The worn-out diesel car jolted and made a harsh noise.

The street vendors and vendors selling surplus American goods, the panicked shouts of the rickshaw case and the noise of pedestrians all over the street make the festive streets become

A pot of porridge rolling up and down.

Yu Xinjiang had something on his mind and left in a hurry. However, the strange scenery all over the street kept breaking into his eyes. High-rise buildings stand on both sides of the street, and shopping malls are wrapped in silver.

Shops, restaurants, song and dance halls, employment agencies and auction houses, which are extremely prosperous in business, are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and Chinese characters such as "Celebrating New Year's Day" and "Congratulations on the New Year" are hung high.

Decoration. I don't know which ingenious company is ahead. This year, there has been a new pattern that has not been seen in previous years: long colored strips tied with brand-new ten thousand dollar bills.

Ribbons, instead of red and green colored silk, hang in foggy buildings. In some places, 1 10,000 yuan notes are even used instead of110,000 yuan notes.

Tickets, as if to meet the upcoming million-dollar bill. Maybe the businessman pays the bill, and the money is cheaper than red and green silk? Unfortunately, the paper and printing of100000 yuan bills.

The brush is not bigger and better than 10 thousand yuan, but it is not as eye-catching as 10 thousand yuan because of its fuzzy color. When the breeze blows, these colors made of "legal tender"

As the air flies, it clicks. This strange sight does not seem taboo, so it is not officially banned like setting off firecrackers and fireworks.

Yu Xinjiang disdains to see more tricks, letting those "new year's goods sale, regardless of blood!" "Buy one get one free, suffer pain and sacrifice!" Posters, in the cold wind.

Trembling in the wind. As we all know, before those posters were posted, a "0" was added to the price tag of almost all commodities; Besides, behind those posters, who knows?

How many dying and bankrupt faces are hidden?

A few long car horns alarmed pedestrians all over the street and dispersed a group of street children grabbing cigarette butts. At this time, in the megaphone at the top of the Jigong Monument, a woman

People's Tik Tok is singing: "Good flowers don't bloom often, good times don't often ..."

Yu Xinjiang inadvertently turned around and saw a white police car galloping through the street, followed by several streamlined cars galloping. There is a plug in the car.

The star-spangled banner is painted with conspicuous Chinese characters: "American Information Office". These heavily armed military and police officers drove the police car to Shengli Building to attend the municipal meeting.

New Year's reception of "Allies Bureau". Yu Xinjiang looked coldly at the passing cars, as if he saw the beautiful woman who often went to the arsenal from the window.

China people. At this time, he suddenly found a big slogan posted on the ass of the last car: "Get out of China!" " "Bah!" Yu Xin

Jiang spat hard where the car ran over, and then walked through the downtown area.

He calmly turned a few blocks, convinced that there was no "tail" behind him, and went straight to the dormitory 5 of Dachuan Bank. This is a residential area near the city center.

The roadside is full of trees, very quiet, and there are few pedestrians on the street during the New Year. He held out his hand and rang the doorbell. After a long wait, the black paint door slowly opened. One was wearing a navy beep.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie appeared at the door wearing a coat. Seeing Yu Xinjiang, he nodded slightly and let him in. I'm used to looking at the street again before closing the door.

It can be seen that this is a person who is used to living in a complex environment.

The small living room, carefully decorated, looks neat. The small round table was covered with a tablecloth and a bottle of blooming wintersweet was added, which smelled fragrant; Some colorful New Year cards and some CDs.

Candy, dotted with the atmosphere of the New Year. The single picture hanging on the wall, in addition to the original, also added a shaft of horses painted by Xu Beihong. The red charcoal fire in the brazier drove away the cold,

The whole room is warm. This place didn't make Yu Xinjiang feel as comfortable and free as a humble worker's shack, but he didn't have much resentment. The struggle is complicated,

Underground workers under the white terror must defend the organization and themselves, and their work is necessary. Zhigao Pu, the owner of the apartment, can certainly use this lifestyle as a cover. surplus

Xinjiang went to a half-new sofa by the window and said to the host, "Lao Xu asked me to come to you."

"Yes, I saw a fire in the factory on the other side last night, and I was thinking ..." Zhigao Pu hung up his coat and made tea politely while talking. "Do you like dragons?

Yeah, or fragrant tablets? "

"It's all the same." Yu Xinjiang casually replied: "I am used to drinking cold water." "no! Comrades, they came to me, and they want to practice capitalism, and share the blessings! "

Zhigao Pu smiled and handed the bowl to the tea table. He stared at each other's sunken eyes and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaoyu, didn't you sleep all night?" What is it?

Is it on fire? "

Zhigao Pu is a member of Shaxi District Committee of the Communist Party of China, in charge of economic work. He asked about the factory with concern and eagerness, but it made Yu Xinjiang feel particularly uncomfortable. Xiaoyu seems to be

I saw the raging fire burning before my eyes, the hut was swallowed up by the flame, and the burning flame reflected half the sky. He didn't answer for a moment.

Answer: I excitedly picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, as if I was thirsty.

"Don't worry!" Zhigao Pu said with confidence: "The living difficulties of workers can always be solved. Lao Xu's intentions

Think about it, how much will it cost? "

Zhigao Pu paused and asked with concern, "Did you read the newspaper? It is said that the workers accidentally caught fire! " He picked up a central daily newspaper and pointed to a small sign.

Topic, and leave the newspaper, "I think there is another article here! What did you say?/Sorry? Xiaoyu. "

Yu Xinjiang's black eyebrows quivered, and Huo Ran stood up and said loudly to Zhigao Pu, "What's the matter? It was a spy who set the fire! I saw it with my own eyes. " Heji

Well, when he rushed to the fire, he met the crowd coming out of the fire. Master Xiao, secretary of the branch of the artillery factory, and many comrades are here. Two arsonists were tied up all over.

Come here. The workers recognized the two gangsters, who were agents in the supervision room of the general factory.

Yu Xinjiang stared at the opposite white wall like a spy. After a while, I turned around and told Zhigao Pu, "Two agents who set fire were caught red-handed.

Later, they confessed that they were ordered by the second office of the southwest chief executive's office to set the fire! ""second place? " Zhigao Pu one leng, "how is that a military secret service organization! "

Yu Xinjiang was still angry and didn't notice Zhigao Pu's interruption. He took two steps forward, and his tone was full of resolute strength: "You can run a monk, but you can't run."

Temple. Workers' losses should be fully compensated by the enemy! "

He knew that before the fire broke out, there were many ominous signs in the branch of the Yangtze River Ordnance General Factory. At first, a large number of military police entered the factory and forced workers to work overtime.

Later, the shanty towns of coal factory workers were included in the expansion of the factory, forcing workers to tear down their houses and move. Now, the enemy's arson has intensified the struggle! Changjiang weapons general factory suo

Workers from all branches will gather at the gun factory today. Although the factory employees escaped, the angry workers were determined to move the building materials prepared by the factory into the fire.

Field, the reconstruction of factory workers' dormitory. Without victory, the struggle will never stop! Yu Xinjiang clenched his powerful fist and struck hard on the small round table, which shocked the wintersweet in the bottle.

Falling in succession.

Zhigao Pu was impressed by his emotional contagion, and he was very excited. Although he rarely has the opportunity to participate in mass movements because of his work, he still knows the political situation very well.

Yes

"yes. Chongqing's arms industry accounts for 80% of Chiang Kai-shek's total production capacity! He wants to be a good transport battalion chief and supplement a lot of consumed American equipment.

However, we must catch Chongqing! "Zhigao Pu eyes flashing, show rare excitement laughed light rain, do you remember? Last spring, when Xinhua Daily stopped publishing, Wu Lao was

Ask the enemy angrily:' Look, opposite us is your arsenal. For months, I worked day and night to build arms. Excuse me, what is this for? Meijiang

The reactionaries insist on civil war and are eager to expand arms production, which has reached the point of unscrupulous means. This time, our party must lead the workers to the end! ""let's Chongqing.

Workers can't hold innocent hands and be accomplices of reactionaries! "Yu Xinjiang said with a loud voice, at the moment he felt the great significance of the struggle against demolition, reconstruction and expansion.

Justice. "Lao Xu said that he decided to publicly expose the enemy's arson crimes and strive for justice and unity in all aspects; And mobilize workers to raise funds in the factories of the city to compensate the losses of the enemy.

In the past, to solve the life difficulties of factory workers ... ""When the donation is not available, I can try ... "Zhigao Pu interrupted him before he could finish his speech in Xinjiang.

Yes, it is not easy to support hundreds of workers at present. Moreover, some expenses of the underground party economy were originally within his responsibility.

Work.

Yu Xinjiang nodded bluntly, said the amount needed at present, and said, "Old Xu said that the money you put in will be returned from the donation later."

"No problem, I can give you the money tomorrow." Although this year has just passed and the financial sector is in a tight situation, Zhigao Pu did not emphasize the difficulties, but took the initiative to mention them.

Out: "If it is not enough, you can try to get more."

He looked at Yu Xinjiang's heavy eyebrows and urged, "Xiao Yu, you are too tired." Take a break and eat something before you go. " He looked at his watch and added another one.

Sentence: "My wife has gone shopping and will be right back."

He said that during the Chinese New Year, he specially asked the hired old lady to go back to her hometown to reunite with her family. These days, he and his wife cook and eat by themselves.

Yu Xinjiang ignored each other's concerns. He is not very talkative and has the driving force to pay attention to nothing but work. As long as something happens, he even forgets to eat.

Yes For this reason, his mother often complains that he should not destroy his health. Lao Xu also criticized him. But this temper is not easy to get rid of. Now, he installed another one.

The work of the brain, let alone eating and sleeping. In fact, Lao Xu's temper is similar to his. This morning, after listening to Yu Xinjiang's report, he rushed to the factory without even eating breakfast.

Went to the room; He was assigned a lot of work when he broke up. "One more thing." Yu Xinjiang suddenly looked at Zhigao Pu and said, "Lao Xu wants to set up another place in the sand magnetic area."

Contact station. "

This idea came with the development of the workers' movement in various factories in Shami area. But Lao Xu didn't want this junction to be mixed up with other work of the district party committee in charge of sand magnetism.

So we haven't decided who to give this task to. Recalling Lao Xu's thoughtful expression at that time, after explaining his purpose, Yu Xinjiang told Zhigao Pu: "The liaison station will."

Must be divorced from mass work, so I'm going to give it to you; Lao Xu wants to ask your advice. "

"Jiang Jie is leaving soon, and the district intends to put me in charge of some student movements!" Zhigao Pu smiled demurely and said nothing. He accepted the task without reluctance.

No matter what he does, increasing his work is what makes him happy now. "Shapingba area is a cultural area, and it is appropriate to have a bookstore. Economic problems can also be solved. However, it is also

Several shop assistants are short. "

"Lao Xu considered the staff at the junction station."