"The wind is rustling in Shui Han, and the strong man is gone forever." "When I encounter difficulties, I don't care if I live or die." This generous elegy expresses the tragic feelings and lofty sentiments of people with lofty ideals throughout the ages. Grandpa is such a person.
My grandfather Zhang Ruzong is Greek, number three. Pen names mock people. 1908 was born in a peasant family in the northwest of Jining city, Shandong province on the 25th day of the first lunar month. I have lived a hard life and suffered a lot since I was a child. His parents insisted on sending him to school. 19261February completed his studies in the senior department of Jining Peiying School. The following spring, I was admitted to the Second Normal University of Shandong Province (Qufu Second Normal University), where I finished my teacher three years ago and my later teacher.
Grandma said: Grandpa is of medium height, with black hair, thick eyebrows and bright eyes. In summer, students wear white twill uniforms, which are handsome, chic and energetic. In winter, I wear a robe and gown with a white hand-woven wool scarf around my neck, one on my chest and one on my back. Elegant, generous and gentle.
Grandpa writes a good hand, and he has a neat medical book with a small brush at home. There are many inscriptions written by him in the field. The handwriting is dignified and beautiful, and the roundness is thicker than simplicity.
Grandpa loves literature. In the books he has read, we can find ink marks such as Gorky, a world writer, and Lu Xun, a master of China literature. One of his articles once sold for 15 dollars. Dad said that an ocean could buy a bag of flour at that time. Young people in their hometown are scrambling to copy his articles as model essays. There is a nickname "Little Lu Xun" at school.
At that time, the principal of the Second Division was Fan Binghuan, a famous progressive educator, and later Zhang Yuguang. They attach great importance to educating students with new ideas and new cultures. The school library has
According to the historical records of Jining Municipal Committee of the Communist Party of China, "1926, the branch of the Second Division of the Communist Party of China was born gloriously. This is the first branch in Qufu and even Jining. " Grandpa joined the Chinese producers' party here. "193 1 year, the second division branch was rebuilt. The original branch was changed to a special branch with the name Qufu Special Branch. The person in charge is still Cheng, and the leading member is Zhang Junior. After the reconstruction of Teke, it actively carried out the instructions of the provincial party Committee, mobilized the masses, closely United 78% of the students around, carried out anti-Japanese and national salvation activities, and contacted the workers and peasants in several surrounding counties, which caused a strong momentum of progressive forces and greatly hit and shook the Kuomintang reactionaries. " At that time, it was winter, and "the Kuomintang Party in Qufu, Surabaya and Yanzhou counties jointly accused President Zhang Yuguang of shielding and protecting the * * * production party, and the second division was' red' and so on". "Before the winter vacation, I learned that Han Fuqu, chairman of the Kuomintang Shandong Provincial Government, was going to search for the Second Division of the * * * Production Party. Zhang Yuguang and Turco immediately prepared for the emergency, evacuated the backbone, and concentrated on burning "forbidden books" in the bathhouse for several nights. As a result, the enemy lost air superiority and gained nothing. However, the reactionary authorities were unwilling and immediately announced that Zhang Yuguang had been dismissed for investigation ... ". "The secret service organized a petition group of more than 350 people, took Chairman Zhang Yuguang to the province, stopped the car, arrived in Jinan ... and was recaptured by the armed forces of Han Fuqu. Zhang Yuguang fled to Japan.
At the end of the year, according to the deployment of the provincial party Committee, Turk organized and launched Yanzhou, the seventh school in southern Shandong, with the second division as the main body, to stop the car and petition the south to fight against Japan. Students from seven schools were lying on the rails to stop trains, forcing the trains on the Jinpu Railway to stop for four days and four nights, which shocked the whole country.
1March, 932, * * * Shandong Province appointed Comrade Zhang to inspect the work in the Second Division. On a Sunday morning, in the depths of the wall of Confucius Temple in Kong Lin, a special branch expansion meeting was held, attended by seven people, including ... Zhang Ruzong ... At the meeting, it was proposed that the development of the party should break the intellectual circle, develop into the countryside, establish revolutionary base areas and persist in long-term struggle. Accordingly, Tezhi established farmers' anti-Japanese and national salvation associations in Shuyuan village in the northeast of the city and Linxi area in the northwest of the city through local students, and kept close contact with Zouxian farmers' association and Yanzhou railway workers to carry out the workers' and peasants' movement, even affecting as far as Linyi. ""To this end, the provincial party committee praised many times in the work summary and the work report to the CPC Central Committee:' In the last two months, the work of Qufu special courses has developed vigorously, and they occupy a very important position in the school, so some reactionary teachers say that all students in Qufu are red.' Jinan, Tai 'an, Boxing, Qufu and other places have reached or exceeded the work plan determined by the provincial party committee. ""In view of this, the provincial party committee regards the work of Qufu Teke as one of the central locations of the Party's work and the agricultural and industrial movement in the whole province, and directly arranges its work into the work plan of the provincial party committee. "
Qufu Teke's work angered the people of Han Fuqu. They set up a "secret service team", which is directly under the Ministry of Military Justice of the Third Route Army in Han Fuqu. With special passes, they sneaked into Qufu disguised as vendors, tourists and international students. Spying on news, checking students' letters and attacking the second division by various means.
At the post office, they confiscated the documents sent by the Central Printing Bureau to the Second Division. A big arrest is being planned.
1May 20, 932, "At night, the weather is sultry." Most teachers and students have fallen asleep, and a few students are still stranded in the study room. Suddenly, a burst of running and shouting woke up the quiet campus. ""Bandits broke into the campus with knives and guns, searched one by one, and arrested 24 teachers and students who were regarded as party member and Progressive. (There are six teachers and eighteen students. ) "and then pursued many teachers and students. The Party organization of the Second Division of Qufu was severely damaged.
"Their arrest proves that anti-Japanese patriotism is guilty. Therefore, it has aroused widespread concern, sympathy and even indignation from all walks of life. These people, such as Soong Ching Ling, He Xiangning, Feng Yuxiang and Cai Yuanpei, put pressure on the Kuomintang Central Committee and Han Fuqu. Lu Xun also came forward to rescue. Public opinion is also unfavorable to the reactionary authorities. All this makes Han Fuqu have to worry. He was finally forced to dissolve the Joint Military Justice Committee and the' Special Investigation Team' and transfer the arrested teachers and students to the military court for trial. "
"On the second day of the arrest on May 20, 100 many party member and Progressive teachers and students who were not arrested were forced to leave school." Grandpa turned back to his hometown to continue his underground work and become a teacher openly. Since then, activities have become more subtle.
Listen to the old people: Grandpa is easy-going and warm-hearted. But sometimes it's weird. I don't know why I rushed into my underwear early in the morning to hide. "After leaving school, grandpa used to hide in Tengjia Inn in Beiguan, Jining. One night, the enemy entered the shop and searched. He jumped over the wall and ran away. Later, he taught in Xiaotun, Pingdian and Chen Nan in the suburbs of Jining, and has been engaged in the secret work of the Party.
According to the "Memorabilia of the Party History of Jining Municipal Committee", "1September, 937, the' Jining County Anti-enemy Support Association' was established." 10, Liu Qingshan returned to Jining after he was released from prison, and called Wu Chengguang, Zhang Dasan and Zhang Yongxin to study the anti-Japanese national salvation movement in Jining. He decided to use the "Anti-Japanese Support Association" to publicize the idea of "resisting Japan to the end and opposing compromise", and to create public opinion through anti-Japanese news to raise funds to support anti-Japanese soldiers and refugees. "
1938 1 month 10, the 10th Japanese Division captured Jining. Grandpa said, "I would rather die than surrender!" " One night that summer, several underground gangs gathered at grandpa's house one after another and were ordered to move. Maybe they didn't say anything before the appointed time. They just sit and drink tea. Grandma boiled water for them pot by pot. At midnight, she said it was time to go. Grandpa said, "I'll be back when I get out of the hospital." From then on, I never looked back. At this time, my grandparents' parents have passed away. The young grandmother is pregnant.
I gave up my wife and children for more suffering.
After grandpa left, he first worked in Fan County, Hebei Province and lived in Dapanzhuang. Later it was exhibited everywhere. I used to send letters to my family under the aliases of Li Xujiu and Bai XX. Some letters were 1960 kept by my father in the Party History Room of Jining Municipal Committee.
Dad's real name was given by grandpa. He wrote: "At night, I tossed and turned and couldn't think of any good name until dawn. Just call him Xiao Ming. " I also taught my grandmother to "work hard and don't be idle."
On that special front, I shoulder a special mission, and the contents of the letter are confusing. My father remembered something and told me: "The flat ground has become a ditch as high as one person, and all the dogs here have been robbed;" There is a face on the soybean grain, with eyes, ears, nose and mouth. "I rose to the third level and became the shopkeeper"; The words "I am going to college" are circled, but the writing with a brush is very clear. Every letter is signed under an alias. It seems that I always want to be understood, but I am afraid of being understood.
There is a chapter on "Comrade Zhang Dasan's revolutionary deeds" in "Reference Materials of Party History (XIII)" compiled by Shi Xiuzhi's office of Jining Municipal Committee. The first draft of "City Records" (printed version) contains: "Comrade Zhang Dasan, for example, was a cadre who joined the Party earlier, and his whereabouts are still unknown. He used to be a better cadre."
Grandpa left for his ideal. All that's left is a white twill student uniform and a white wool scarf. Who knows where grandpa is who is smart, witty and generous?
As soon as dad babbles, he repeats the address in grandpa's letter all day. Now I am over 60 years old, and I have never seen my father's face. What kind of mood? Dad is very strong, and the pain in his heart is rarely mentioned. When he grew up, he used his meager strength to look for letters in many ways, and the local public security department also helped him find them. However, due to the long history and limited preservation of cultural and historical materials, few people understand Grandpa's special mission. The only clue is that the insider is old or dead, and there is no more. Grandpa is still missing. Was it sent to the new front by the organization, or was there no one to collect the bones? It's hard to guess without a foundation. Grandpa devoted his life to his ideal and gave up his wife and children. We are the only people who miss him and care about him. Dad once said, "Let's go our separate ways." Yeah, so what? Life always goes on.
Grandma said her family used to be rich. Her parents went into business and later died one after another. The Japanese set fire to the buildings at home again. The fire burned for three days and all the belongings were destroyed. Grandma has fair skin, big black eyes and a jade-like face. She looks beautiful and full of energy. Unfortunately, there is a pair of golden lotus. Shops can't buy suitable shoes now. They don't have such a small shoe size, and the shape is wrong. You must put your toes in front. According to her, it had just rained heavily when she ran away. The yellow mud nest on Shili Road sank when she walked, and she was not left behind. When she arrived at the church where Dai Zhuang's German army was located, she was granted asylum.
My father joined the work when he grew up. There was a time when the whole family lived in a comprehensive building. I am very confused, because my father's unit not only has family members, but also dozens of family members of other units in the same system, living in buildings, bungalows, south yard and east yard. My family lives in a small building on the second floor. The stairs are in the open air, at the east end of the building. There is a big pot in the space under the stairs. Dad is very hospitable, and more uncles come to dinner than my family. Mom goes to work, and grandma is the busiest at this time. She cooks fish in the pot and slaughters chicken in her hand, three times and two times, neatly, and several dishes are served, which is fast and delicious. The fish pot is covered with a thin pot cake, half of which is tender and half is salty vegetable juice. It makes your mouth water when you think about it.
I like to drink grandma's hot and sour soup best in summer. Wash the gluten yourself, boil it in water, and it will be silky. After noodles, add some kelp, tomatoes, wild amaranth, beat eggs, sprinkle with vinegar, monosodium glutamate and pepper noodles. A pot full of thick, red, white, yellow, green, sour and spicy. Neighbors have long been greedy. It was July, the fire was roasting, and grandma was sweating all over her face. She didn't mind cleaning it, too. She first scooped us a big bowl and then shouted to her neighbor, "Bring the bowl!" " "Every time you are full, you don't have to eat.
In her spare time, grandma will set up a chopping board in the yard, make single cakes, and free her hands to catch noodles while baking cakes. At this time, neighbors and aunts will also join in the fun. The aunt said, "Aunt! I met and made some for me. " Aunt cried, "Aunt! I like eating your single cake best. " "yes! One by one, grandma was very busy, and the thin dough danced and spun in her dexterous hands, like a colorful handkerchief danced by an artist on the stage. "She smiled kindly and answered cheerfully.
When I was a child, at night, my grandmother was busy doing housework and often held me in her arms to tell stories.
One summer night, I was five or six years old, sitting at the door. She held me in her arms, shook me rhythmically and sang a little song: "Jia has a fat doll, three or two years old." She has a glib tongue. She eats her mother all day and drinks no tea. . . "Sometimes they sing nursery rhymes:" The minibus dog swings around with a bell. " Where to eat? On the temple platform, there are three steamed buns and two sesame candy. Who can get the money? Old monk. Sing it again after singing. When it comes to who gets the money, she asks, and I will answer: old monk. They laughed happily, as if I were a minibus dog and ate the old monk's sesame candy.
The thin curtain at dusk, the silent winter night, the cold stars falling, the moon glowing with cold light. Sitting in grandma's arms, listening to her story is very warm: a silly mother-in-law from the countryside went to the city to visit her in-laws, who were poor and had never seen the world, and made many jokes. I probably ate too much and went to the toilet without clothes at night. I smelled meat when I came back. I found a meat bowl under the table of the Eight Immortals. I reached for a piece, but it couldn't satisfy my appetite. I reached in and took out the washbasin. The scale hook on the dining table of the Eight Immortals caught my hair, and I was so anxious that I shouted: My in-laws and relatives will come soon, and the gold hook caught the silver bun, and I held the big meat basin in my arms. Imagine a silly mother-in-law, and you can't help laughing. I was so happy.
Sometimes it is quiet on rainy days, and grandma sings thoughtfully in a low voice: "On the seventh day of July, the Japanese conducted a big exercise, attacked me with machine guns and artillery bombs, sent troops to occupy me, and then attacked me in Shandong and Shanxi." It is unreasonable to rape and plunder everywhere. Fellow citizens, unite. Today, we must export our anger, pay for it, make a strong contribution, go to the front with a gun, organize guerrilla warfare, drive the Japanese out of China, and then stop. "
Grandma worked hard all her life and didn't give herself a name. She is very virtuous. She is persistent and flexible, go with the flow. She devoted her life silently to her children and grandchildren, which is the eternal nourishment in our lives. She is cheerful, loves to talk and laugh, and occasionally she will be angry in an instant.
Grandma loves all of us, especially her grandson. When I saw my grandson go home, I quickly got together and said, "Is it hot?" Are you thirsty? What to eat? " Grandson was tired of being asked, but he didn't get angry when he refuted her. He just smiled and muttered, "It's better to be stubborn." Dad teased her: "Old hen, great grandson, the lifeblood of the old lady."
Grandma had a rough life, and later worked hard for her grandchildren until her later years. Her hard old age is more like childhood. She often looks up and smiles at you frankly. Will spoil, will tease great-grandchildren. Her family is considerate of her.
Grandma/kloc-married her grandfather at the age of 0/7 and lived a warm life. It's just too short, like a flash in the pan. Grandpa was 29 years old, and his public identity was teaching. Grandma often goes to play cards with some young ladies in her spare time, and grandpa will pick her up with lanterns in the evening. Grandpa will leave soon. At this time, grandma gave birth to her father, and the mother and son lived in relatives' homes, which made life very difficult. Every year, the book supports Hongyan, and the wind and rain are heartbroken every night. From then on, mountains and rivers separated, no chance to meet.
On New Year's Day or the 25th day of the first month, grandma always puts an extra bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks on the dining table.
After a dinner, my family sat together and chatted. I don't know how to talk about grandpa. You said it one by one. Look at grandma sitting on one side, calm and quiet, with faint eyes staring at the distance. What we said seems to have nothing to do with her. She suddenly said, "If I catch him, I will bite him!" " I sighed, and my heart felt sore and sad. After 60 years of long years and the distance between the ends of the earth has been diluted, what has precipitated is such a sentence. Nature can't catch it, and it can't bite. The charming beauty has gone through many vicissitudes, and her lifelong attachment has vanished. Grandma always seems to be talking about the people around her when she talks about grandpa, saying the ordinary things around her are calm and peaceful. Only this time is different.
When you are free, you can look through old photos and some materials at home. But I can't see the most wanted letter about grandpa. I can't help blaming my father: "why don't you keep grandpa's things!" " Dad whispered, "I was young then." Some letters were burned by your grandmother when she was in pain and sadness. "I was speechless. Mom says grandma's personality is sometimes stubborn.
So, I asked my grandmother how she persisted in those hard years. Grandma said, "Cry when you are sad." Life is hard, without parents, my husband can't come back when he goes out, and there is a young child living under the fence. There is no source of life. Who is my amiable person for a long time? ""once, I ran to a place where no one was there, sat in the snow and cried. The warmth of my body melted the snow, which soaked my clothes and froze again. The snow is still falling, and I cried for a long time and the whole person turned white. I cried enough, but I couldn't get up. My clothes and snow are frozen on the ground. "In my heart, people are heartbroken, lonely and desolate, and no one cares. Grandma's road to love is watered by tears.
Grandma died of cerebral hemorrhage at the age of 83. I had cerebrovascular disease more than ten years ago, and timely treatment did not affect my health. This time, it was an afternoon in early winter. I suddenly tripped, was helped by my mother to sit on the sofa, and called a car to the hospital. After some examination and diagnosis, after watching CT, there was a large area of congestion in the brain. The doctor said, "Danger." Grandma can't stay in this world, and the doctors have tried their best, but they are unable to return to heaven. Drop a little water and a little milk into her mouth, as if water and milk were elixirs, but she couldn't swallow them. People are getting weaker and weaker, which makes her seem to have a reaction. Lying beside her for a long time, I helped her turn over, making her ears red, and her father jumped out of love. In the water mattress, it is more comfortable for her to lie down. In fact, our hearts are more comfortable, and she is unconscious. Watching her go further and further helplessly, a sad life filled my heart, feeling very fragile and sad. Only a few days later, grandma left, with a lifelong wish and regret. Grandma! Forgive the unfilial children and grandchildren, but I can't find any clues about grandpa. Grandma is lying in the living room, surrounded by sad people. Knowing that her soul has gone to heaven, I can't help holding her hand, and what I touch is cold rigidity, and then cold despair.
Time flies, dreams are blurred, clear and distant past events, old songs and grandma's kind smile only make my heart ache and tears fill my eyes. Grandpa and grandma have been waiting for you for sixty-four years. May she meet you in heaven!