Content of works before Niangziguan

1. On the mountain road, from Dongyetou in Xiyang to the north, we walk between the barren hills and giant mountains in Taihang Mountain. The narrow mountain road is covered with stones, making it difficult for people to walk, and mules and horses often slip. This is the first-class bad road in the world, but the Eighth Route Army, which is good at mountain fighting, can walk 100 miles in one night even on this road.

There are many villages and enemies along the way. There are no pigs, cows and chickens in the village where the enemy has been. In the barren hills of Shanxi, there are often shepherds with shovels guarding a group of sheep and goats. Shanxi mutton is not delicious, and the enemy doesn't like it, but pigs, cows and chickens can't be found, so sheep are needed, and the usual flock is gone. Yuan Ye in the north, without cattle and sheep, is particularly lonely and desolate.

Xiyang and Heshun are barren hills. This is the poorest place in Shanxi. Mineral resources are not exploited in large quantities, and agricultural products are only millet. Most residents depend on animal products for their livelihood. Now livestock products have been taken away by the enemy. The enemy doesn't eat millet, but they must burn it or scatter it in the sand. This intention is obvious. They want to starve people one by one. There is a lot of coal in this place, and ordinary people have coal in every household, but the houses where people live have not been used, and all the doors and windows and all the wood that can be used as firewood have been burned down. I stayed at the camp for one night. In my home, there is only one wardrobe without doors and drawers. All the desks and chairs were burned by the enemy, so I had to climb on the kang to write. Kang is made of bricks and can't be burned, but the enemy will destroy them in various ways. There are twenty or thirty families in Ying Zhuang, but they can't find five good kang.

When we came, people thought they were enemies and fled to the mountains. Those who fled nearby, knowing that they were their own, came back. Those who fled far away did not look back in the middle of the night. In the mountainous area of northern Shanxi, the cold wind in the evening makes people shudder. I don't know how they spent the night in the mountains.

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling very cold and heard the cold wind whistling outside. In the wind, there are babies crying in the distance. Secondly, I set out from Ying Zhuang for the first time, set foot on the land of Hebei and climbed many mountains. There are few villages in this area, the enemy often comes, and the people flee everywhere, desolate and desolate. In Gulan, we cook and feed the animals. The soldiers loaded their guns. The guard put a spear on his coat. This is an area close to the enemy, and everyone is ready to fight.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, on a high mountain, looking north with Comrade Shou Yao's telescope, I saw a locomotive galloping west with its trunk hanging on Zheng Tai Road in the distance, and white smoke floated in the air for a long time. The enemy is on Zheng Tai Road with two locomotives. One was destroyed by guerrillas not long ago, and now there is only one left.

There is a narrow track on Zheng Tai Road, so the enemy can't move the front line of Pinghan Road here. The railway bridge on Zheng Tai Road is often damaged, although the cars are connected, the situation is so pitiful.

However, it is more difficult to get in touch with Pru. The railway from Datong to Yuanping was completely destroyed and all the sleepers were removed. Motorways are often cut off. At present, the enemy's transportation line is still dominated by Zheng Tai Road, and the situation of Zheng Tai Road is no exception.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at Jiangjia Village, Jingxing County, Hebei Province. This is the first time in my life that I set foot on the land of Hebei. Hebei is my favorite province. Before the Lugouqiao Incident, I had planned to visit Beiping, but I didn't make it. After the war broke out, the enemy occupied all the big cities in Hebei. I thought I would never see a free Hebei again. Now, in front of my eyes is a free Hebei. Most of the beautiful mountains and rivers in this province are still in our hands.

It borders Shanxi, but the geology and the style of village buildings are obviously different. The cypress trees in Hebei are more exquisite than those in Shanxi. The roofs of rural houses in Hebei are mostly made of Chinese cement mixed with lime and tung oil, rather than tile roofs.

Everyone in the village closed the door. We opened the door of a house and asked for water to drink. An old woman opened the door. She poured us water and greeted us with a smile: "Come in and sit down. It's warmer inside. " The enthusiasm of the elderly in China, almost without noise, is always contained in smiling eyes or simple and warm language. From the old woman's eyes and greetings, we can feel her endless warmth for the military power of the motherland. Who says the hearts of Hebei people are finished? Jingxing County has been occupied for almost half a year, but the heart of this village still belongs to China people.

Unfortunately, there is no mobilization committee, the people are not organized, and the enthusiasm of the people is not introduced into the torrent of collective action. But I believe that in the near future, brave young people will naturally come to this area close to the enemy to launch mass organizations. After passing through the enemy's blockade, Jiangjiacun has entered the enemy's blockade. There is a traitor maintenance meeting here, only eight miles from the old customs where the enemy is stationed. We have many non-combatants and many animals. Our purpose is only to pass. In order to avoid enemy fire as much as possible, we plan to cross Jingping Highway, Taoshui Road and Zheng Tai Road after dark and before midnight when the moon rises.

There are two troubles: there is 15 miles between Jingping Highway and Zheng Tai Road, which is a flat land, and enemy tanks and artillery can easily move. If we are caught crossing the highway, the enemy may send troops from Jiuguan and Niangziguan, cut off our way home and attack us between the highway and the railway. This is the first worry. The second trouble is that although there is a bridge, it is easy to maintain and it is not easy to pass 70 meters of water.

But our people are not afraid. Soldiers often cross the railway, very calm, and take hardship as their routine. There is a 14-year-old Sichuan "child" who has joined the Red Army for six years. Of course, he is not afraid of the hardships of the Long March on the snowy grassland. He is a radio worker. In order not to forget the code he learned, that night, he whispered as usual, "Yes, Dad. Dadada, dear. " In this silent night, his faint voice can be heard far away. His name is Xian Cai Wen, and his participation in the Red Army was approved by his mother. Once, I asked him, "Are you homesick?" "No." "Why did you join the Red Army?" "First, in order to save China; The second is to save yourself. " The "kid" in the Eighth Route Army is a lovely figure. Most of them are paramedics. They study while doing things. Today's service is tomorrow's cadres. Because they grew up in the army, they can endure all kinds of hard work and have countless combat experiences. They are lively and smart, and they clearly understand the reality of China and their obligations.

There is also a strange person in the same trade, and he is Comrade Zhang Ruihua, the wife of Comrade Nie. She is the only woman on the railway this time. There are many legends about her. Some people say that she pretended to be a boy and acted as an adventurous soldier in the Manchurian army. I haven't asked her about it, and I don't know if it's true. But that night, her spirit of enduring any difficulties and obstacles showed that she was an unusual woman.

Among many people, only dozens of Yan 'an students and I have lived in the army for a short time. Naturally, I'm not afraid at all. As long as I am armed, it is not difficult to rush to Manchuria to join the volunteers.

Moreover, our combat troops are well equipped. If we meet an old friend, the enemy's potential is very small, and we will destroy it before leaving. When there are many enemies, you can resist.

It's already night, there is no moon, only stars. There was no silence in the team, and no one coughed, only the hoof sound of mules and horses, trampling on stones. 4. Walnut Garden Arrives at Walnut Garden, which is a big village beside Jingping Highway. The Kuomintang Third Army and Sun Lianzhong's troops fought against the enemy here for a period of time. Needless to say, the ending. The tofu army of the Kuomintang failed and ran away. There are still many bodies left. When we climbed the mountain, we could still smell the rotting corpse. There are fortifications for fighting in the mountains and under the mountains. The mountain is the old fortifications of Tofu Army. The stone fortress at the foot of the mountain was recently built by the enemy to guard against the attack of our guerrillas.

Now, we have passed through this new fortification, and there are no enemies. At night, the enemy dare not step out of the camp gate, let alone stand guard on the hillside.

There are more than 300 families in the walnut garden. After the Kuomintang troops retreated, the enemy invaded and slaughtered more than 300 people on the first day.

But many enemies here are dead. Up to now, they are in danger of death during the day or at night, and guerrillas attack from time to time. Behind the enemy's invasion, their casualties are not much less than those in front.

The traitors in the walnut garden were not completely killed, and the enemy sent a group of traitors from other places to organize a maintenance meeting and a villagers' militia here. When we passed the canyon, a vigilante on the mountain asked whose team we were. We didn't answer, and there was nothing he could do. He's unarmed.

When crossing the walnut orchard, the dog barked. The enemy must know.

"Dogs are traitors!" Some people say so. Everyone laughed. 5. "Goodbye, Comrade!" The road from Walnut Garden to Taoshui Bridge passes in tension, waiting for something to happen. But at last I came to the bridge with nothing to do. The running water under the bridge is loud. Under the dim starlight, you can vaguely see the outline of the plain around Zheng Tai Road. I see beautiful mountains and rivers under the starlight. A man rolled out from behind me and held my hand: "I won't see you off, goodbye, comrades!" " "So he left. I don't know what he looks like. But I know that he is the man who sent us across the railway and accompanied us through the danger, and when the railway is approaching the north, he will go back. In such a place, such a night, people's feelings are easily excited. My friend's warm handshake and simple farewell words made my heart restless for a long time. I didn't know them then, and I'm afraid I won't know them again. One day and one night, we climbed eight mountains and crossed Taoshui Bridge, which is Zheng Tai Road, only two and a half miles away from Niangziguan. We crossed peacefully. Only Zhang Ruihua lost her mule. Comrade Mao Zedong's speech and the luggage she got in Kangda were carried by mules to Niangziguan to the enemy, which was a great loss.

"It's a pity that I cherish Chairman Mao's lecture notes on dialectics." She said.

After crossing the railway, it is another big mountain, 20 miles high, with extremely poor road conditions. When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I was exhausted. Has landed. It's already midnight, the moon is out, and the cold wind on the mountain is particularly cold. Our soldiers urged us to leave. I can't walk any further. Burning with thirst. Thank a traveling companion for giving me a glass of water to drink. The bottle cap was frozen, and it took him a long time to open it with a knife.

The soldiers urged us to go because they got the news that the enemy's first battalion had left to chase us.

"Let's go!" Everyone lying on the mountain got up.

At dawn, we rest in a small village and calculate the distance. One day and one night, on this terrible mountain road, we walked 129 miles and climbed 8 mountains.

"We climbed eight mountains one day and one night. "Some people say so.

"A little too much!" Someone said with a smile. When we crossed the railway, there was a big battle in Pingshan County, Hebei Province. More than 2,000 enemies from Pingshan County and Jingxing County came out to attack our Xu Brigade and guerrillas. There is a battalion chasing troops behind us and an enemy in front, but nothing happened. The morning after crossing the railway, we arrived at the consolidated area in the border area. Under normal circumstances, enemy troops could not reach 20 miles outside the railway, but this time when they attacked the border area in large numbers, 50 or 60 miles north of Zheng Tai Road became a war zone. In this new war zone, many notices of our army were torn up by the enemy; The big slogan written in black ink was smeared out by the enemy with white powder. The eighth route army's poem bulletin was also torn into several words, but their work was useless. Our army can post it again and then make it. Ordinary people will be more interested in such damaged and restored slogans and notices.

At nine o'clock in the morning, I rest and cook in a small village with no name. I fell asleep on the woodpile outside the farmhouse, and I slept well despite the cold wind of the destroyer Snow Wind.

After dinner, I went to the headquarters of a small guerrilla. There are two chickens being slaughtered in the courtyard of the headquarters. It is said that they are prepared to comfort the guerrillas who fought fiercely with their great enemies.

In the grain field of another village, one group of guerrillas is practicing running, and the other group is practicing throwing grenades. They cut the wood into fake grenades and threw them repeatedly. Guerrillas have no uniforms. They wear whatever they find. Some people wear robes, some people wear captured Japanese yellow coats, and some people even wear their own women's red cotton-padded jacket, which is covered with a torn coat. When heated, it is untied to reveal the red coat, but most people wear the worn-out jackets of farmers in North China.

It is this ragged team that defeated the enemy many times with neat clothes and high firepower, making the enemy as afraid as liger. Now, their value is higher every day. The enemy on Zheng Tai Road threatened that if every guerrilla surrendered, he would be rewarded immediately 100 yuan. But the true sons and daughters of the Chinese nation are priceless, and the enemy will never have any hope of success in this respect.

On the flat roof of a family in the village, there are more than twenty young soldiers in gray uniforms attending classes there. The teacher is also a soldier. This must be the Eighth Route Army.

It's almost noon, the chickens in the village are crowing, the dogs are sleeping in the wheat fields, and the sheep in the wild often bark harmoniously. Everything is so calm that people can't imagine that this is the area behind enemy lines. In the enemy's rear, our brave soldiers established their own solid rear.

Walking into the village, my nerves are not as nervous as at night, and my body feels very tired. I was just about to find a place to sleep when I suddenly saw four huge words written on the wall of a family: Give me back my rivers and mountains. After reading this gorgeous word, I remembered our experience at night. I have to admit that I am one of many people who can't help crying again.