Excerpts from classic passages of Hongyan

Red Rock was published by China Youth Publishing House in February, 196 1. The writer is a survivor of the Kuomintang concentration camps in Luo Guangbin and Yang Yiyan. The following are excerpts from the wonderful passages of Hongyan compiled by me for you. Welcome to reading.

1 1. At the exit of the station, they were strictly inspected. Although Jiang Jie took out his certificate, the military police still looked at the luggage volume, which surprised Jiang Jie and clearly saw that the county seat was completely shrouded in a particularly serious white terror. If it weren't for the driver's protection along the way, they would probably have an accident as soon as they arrived at their destination.

I walked a little further and saw a little more clearly. On the high tower, there are several wooden cages hanging. Ah, isn't this a publicity stunt? Jiang Jie was surprised and took a few steps. After a look, there was a bloody head in that wooden cage!

For an instant, he seemed to see the shadow of that delicate machine, just like a small pedal mask aligner. ..... Yes, that's it! However, when he put the pencil into the drawing paper and just looked at the blank paper, the phantom of the machine became blurred or even empty.

Xu Pengfei doesn't want to think about it. He put the paper aside and suppressed his thoughts. He doesn't believe that being drunk will be better than himself. Against * * * producers, even a sly old fox who is drunk may not win. What bothers him is not only the constraint of drunkenness, but also the flexibility and alertness of the producer's activities, which makes him unable to find useful clues.

The usual noise and roar outside made him move into an interrogation room. In the interrogation room, smoke billowed and the air was very dirty. He caught a glimpse of a man in his thirties tied to a tiger stool, with a fire beside him, and several people were stuffing a smoking soldering iron into the chest of the interrogated person. Regardless of this, Xu Pengfei went to the window alone, pulled open the curtain and pushed open a closed window. He needs to get rid of his troubles and breathe fresh air. Outside the window, the drizzle floated to his face, and the chill barely helped him calm his inner ups and downs.

It's getting dark, and more customers seem to come in and out. Every evening, most people buy books and read books. The bookstore is crowded with students who come out of school after supper. Chen Songlin was too busy picking up books, collecting money and looking for money from the crowd to listen to the noisy gossip of those students.

7, Taiwan Province lights into the desk, a burly, dark-faced, middle-aged, clean-shaven, heavy, fat chin, sitting in a swivel chair without expression. The hand holding the pen waved on the official document. He is the core figure who holds all the operational power of the whole drug trafficking network. A golden plum blossom embedded in the neckline of Huang Jun's casual clothes shines in the light.

As soon as he entered the shop, he noticed a long-haired and pale young man beside a bookshelf, absorbed in reading a thick book. He seems to have stood for a long time, and his thin face looks more gloomy in the light. Zhigao Pu looked at him piteously in the dark. This young man may be the man mentioned by Chen Songlin, isn't he?

He had a sharp hard pencil in his hand, and a lamp lit up a large piece of white paper in front of him. In order to make an ideal machine, he stayed up late for several nights. He chewed a pencil and stirred his brain to think hard, but there was no trace of thinking on the white drawing paper.

10, he calmly turned a few blocks, making sure there was no "tail" behind him, and went straight to the dormitory No.5 of Dachuan Bank. This is a residential area near the city center. The roadside is covered with trees, which is very quiet. There are few pedestrians on the street during the Chinese New Year. He held out his hand and rang the doorbell. After a long wait, the black paint door slowly opened. A middle-aged man in a navy serge suit 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.

1 1. If the distribution of secret service is compared to a black spider web, then the secret service stations, groups, stations and points under the command of this building are like dense spider webs, interwoven into a huge web of terror, and every invisible spider silk leads to a secret place. This gloomy building is the intersection of dark nests woven by countless spider silk and giant poisonous spiders. Even the slightest sign of trouble, touching spider silk and affecting the spider web, will immediately cause the spiders in this huge nest to rush out.

12, the car is ringing. It's probably a few hours ago that the people he ordered to drive arrived ... Xu Pengfei listened for a while, and there were noisy voices everywhere. These voices are all responses to his will, and everything is going according to his will. He lit a cigarette and conveniently dug out a document from the official document, which was an important meeting record. Zhu Shaoliang, the CEO of the office, presided over the summary report of Class C. He put the file into the file pile that had been processed, but temporarily changed his mind and took it back, reading it carefully with the winner's mood.

13, two water policemen dressed in white walked down the aisle, followed by several soldiers carrying guns, bayonets flashing cold light. The inspection is being carried out in the steerage, and only the sound of bayonets piercing into wooden cases and cans is heard, mixed with the shrill cries of children.

14, watching, config-ext-QQ's eyes flashed a light, and he suddenly felt unusually fresh and happy! What did Lao Li used to do? He knows nothing except what Lao Li just said, but he is convinced that the document that his eldest brother brought home from the East Sichuan Special Committee at that time was written by Li Jingyuan himself!

15, looking back, Jie Jiang saw a long list of able-bodied men in tattered military uniforms emerge from the foggy sea like ghosts, with their shoulders contracted, their hands caged in cuffs and trembling all over; Thin cheeks, prominent cheekbones, no expression on the ground, a pair of dark eyes, deep in desperate eyes ... When he reached the river, Lifu put down his luggage, and Jiang Jie paid the money and stood among the passing passengers waiting. Jiang Feng blew head-on, shaking her skirts, and the wet sea of fog surrounded her. She buttoned up her new fine wool coat and reached into her coat pocket.

In the few hours of 16, Chen Songlin can roughly judge from some scattered conversations that the ugly drama he saw with his own eyes in front of the discipline office of Chongqing University some time ago aroused the students' anger. There may be a strike, and other schools in Shami area are also planning to respond to support. This situation makes him happy, because the constant struggle between factories and schools, the repression of people's livelihood and the boiling of people's grievances will definitely make the enemy in a hurry and unable to cope.

17, the shop assistant is a round-faced young man, eighteen or nineteen years old, stocky. He was transferred from the garage to Chen Songlin. He hasn't come back since he left the factory, and no one knows that he has become a shop assistant. He was not used to doing such a job at first; I feel particularly lonely coming out of the fierce struggle in the factory. He is very concerned about the situation of the gun factory, but he can't ask or ask casually. As it happens, this bookstore is just a backup liaison station, and Lao Xu has never been here once, so he always feels that he has done too little work for the Party.

18, crossing this noisy street, he repeatedly gave way to the bus with black smoke tail. This worn-out diesel car, with the bumpy and harsh noise from the rolling ground, coupled with the cries of vendors and stalls selling surplus American goods, the panicked shouts of rickshaw cases and the noise of pedestrians all over the street, turned the festive street into a pot of porridge rolling around.

19, Cheng Gang came to the repair shop. There are only a few cold and shabby workshops in the factory, which are overgrown with weeds Hundreds of workers, huddled in dilapidated shacks, have nowhere to go-they all moved from other provinces with factories during the Anti-Japanese War, and have not received a penny since they stopped working. This mess is now left to Cheng Gang. I hope he "manages" the rubbish and hundreds of unemployed workers.

20. Cheng Gang is different from his clever and lively sister. He has broad shoulders, a square face, a plump and open forehead and upright eyes. He is of medium build, wearing a yellow jacket, blue serge bloomers and shiny black semi-uniform leather boots. There is a purple scarf around the neckline, which sets off the thoughtful expression on her face.

The classic passage of Hongyan is taken from 2 1. Compared with the monument of learning to help the public, it is better to hide in the fog, and the multi-door city where the Tang people meet with Jialing Tang is better when the thick clouds and fog cover it. This gloomy morning has made people feel that their hearts are in the hearts of the people. In troubled times, the moon has gone for a year. -Zhan Guangbin, Kang

At this moment, you can learn from your old self like a cautious and suspicious beast. Before pouncing on its full moon prey, you will curl up in her fangs, crouch lower and hide more, one step at a time. If you secretly force your heart to tell him, you will jump up and tell him his throat! -Jiang Guangbin Shi

He is only eager to pursue a life without truth and creation, and a life standing on the road. The military is because they are only eager to find someone who says that the first light is my age. -Gong Guangbin and Song Yiyan

4, a person's role may be insignificant, this is when he only fully contributed to your post-revolution, it showed an expensive quality from China. -Gong Guangbin and Song Yiyan

5. Liao Jie didn't come to see the world. She reached out and brushed her skirt, then walked out of the room, took your steps and smiled at the black paint door that was wide open in the diameter.

6. The gunner thundered sideways, which shocked many people.

The morning star shines to welcome the dawn.

Our army failed to return at dawn because of the struggle between birds and clothing.

Besides, it is still on the big line, and gradually a red light shines on the green Jialing temperature. Our blue country doesn't have time. In the Qian Shan, there are clouds and gorgeous sunglow, and we should plant thousands of rays of light. -Tong Guangbin, Xu

7, torture is too small to test people, bamboo sticks are made of bamboo, * * * party member's will is steel. Luo Guangbin, Yang Yiyan.

8. It is our unshirkable historical mission to restore and carry forward the spirit of Meles era and inherit Meles' international career. Yang Yiyan, Luo Guangbin

9. People bowed their heads and observed a moment of silence. Solemn singing, gradually rising in the crowd ... the flower of victory, blooming in the blood of martyrs. Luo Guangbin, Yang Yiyan.

10, youth is gone forever.

Think it over

Here and now, destiny takes a hand.

Don't be stubborn.

1 1, you realize your morale. When you grow up and your husband recognizes the child and comes back, you can receive the red flag in your hand. In the face of the red flag, you can answer whether it will be born after defending it, and whether it will be born after defending it. You have contributed to a life of shame on yourself.

12, the mist of Xiao Qing's laughter gradually dispersed, and the hills of that age showed ups and downs in the morning light to welcome the rising sun. Birds smiled and asked for a new day, flying like the laughter of Xiao Qing in those days. —— Ni Guangbin, Ni

13, I can laugh miracles at home, and my national image is the firm and tenacious loss of his national image. I can learn what others have learned by laughing at children for the image of a country. —— Qiu Ding Guangbin

The weather is very good.

Just like my mood.

Like a spring breeze blowing away layers of clouds.

15. On the eastern horizon, a touch of red light gradually appeared and flashed on the green Jialing River. Blue sky, cloudless Wan Li, gorgeous morning glow, emitting all kinds of light. Luo Guangbin, Yang Yiyan

16, lend a sympathetic hand to support the workers' brothers who are hungry and cold. -Gong Guangbin and Song Yiyan

17, "Do you want to go to prison for life?" "No, the month until you die is ten years!" -Gao Guangbin, you Yi Yan

18, "Who hasn't died since ancient times? However, it is a great glory that a person's life is linked with the revolutionary cause of the proletariat to stay young forever! " Luo Guangbin, Yang Yiyan.

19, dark night sky, like soaked with ink. From time to time, there are small red and green lights in the gap between the drizzling clouds. It's a transport plane, flying in the sky at night, through the clouds. Night lights are like red and green meteors, fleeting. Luo Guangbin, Yang Yiyan

20. In the struggle, there is no struggle when the people are away. -Gong Guangbin and Song Yiyan

2 1, an incredible new world has been opened, and they seem to be standing at the door of that unprecedented new era. No, it should be said that they have been pushed into that world and there is no way out. A world without tomorrow, an era without history, time is like a huge roulette wheel, with the fate of endless creatures, spinning around an invisible mysterious center.