A, debut TV series "Symphony of Female Soldiers"

In the early 80s of the last century, two TV dramas filmed in Hong Kong caused strong repercussions in China, causing thousands of empty alleys. One is "Shanghai Tang"; The other is "Huo Yuanjia". The ups and downs of the story, gripping plots, and suspenseful structures of these two TV series are unforgettable to this day. While everyone is praising the superb acting skills of the heroes and heroines Chow Yun-fat, Zhao Yazhi, Huang Yuanshen and Mi Xue, I admire the screenwriters of these two TV series even more.

As the saying goes, "a script is a play". It is the screenwriters who conceive the story, set up the suspense, arrange the plot, write the dialogue, and provide the stage for the actors to display their talents. It was at that time that I had a naïve and bold idea: in the future, I would also create TV dramas, so that Chinese people all over the country and even the world could sit around the TV and watch the TV series I wrote after dinner.

Life is always full of opportunities and challenges, and the attitude to face them often plays a crucial role in the development of events. Faced with something that seems hopeless, the pessimist sees only desolation, while the optimist sees another opportunity.

Dreams are the starting point, and only with action can dreams take off and reach the end.

When I was a soldier in Qingdao, I read an article in Qingdao Daily about a disabled person, telling the story of the protagonist who was disabled and made unremitting efforts to create a TV script called "Family Style", which was filmed into a TV series by Tianjin TV. According to the clues provided in the article, I finally found the author after many inquiries and learned more about the creation of the script. Knowing that this script was filmed, he went through countless rejections and constantly revised the creation and was adopted. I was deeply touched by his indomitable and never-say-die spirit.

When I was a soldier in Weifang, I saw that the "Dazhong Daily" introduced a farmer in Changyi County, which belongs to Weifang, who created a TV script reflecting rural compulsory education under extremely difficult conditions, which was filmed into a TV series by Shandong East TV Station. I took advantage of Sunday to go to the countryside of Changyi County, found this peasant author, and learned that he still insisted on writing even though he had problems eating, and finally succeeded. After being transferred to Jinan, I heard that after the former officer of the political department of a tank regiment of a certain army was transferred to the provincial "Drama Series" magazine, he created the TV script "Three Cups of Wine", which was filmed and broadcast by Shandong TV and aroused praise. I found Director Mao many times and humbly asked him for experience in creating TV dramas.

There is a reportage about Fang Yihua (the screenwriter of the movie "Laughter in Moon Bay"), saying that he was once a veteran, and after years of unremitting efforts, he has achieved excellent results in creation, which deeply touched me. I copied this article in my journal as a way to encourage myself.

TV drama is a family art. Good looking and strong storytelling can attract people to watch and play the role of entertaining and educating. As I continued to accumulate, my creative impulse became stronger and stronger.

The cable company under the direct management of the provincial military district is a mixed male and female company. Young men and women in the budding period of adolescence, work, study and live together, and some unexpected stories often occur. So, after a lot of understanding and interviews, I created my first TV drama debut, "Symphony of Female Soldiers". After repeated revisions, I sent it to Shandong TV, Hebei TV, Tianjin TV and other filming units. It didn't take long for all the rejection letters I received were printed.

In this case, I had doubts about my abilities. I feel that I am simply naïve and ridiculous, is the TV series something that ordinary people can control?

B. Soul haunting Yimeng Mountain

In the spring of 1987, by chance, I went to the Yimeng Mountains with the leaders of the provincial military district.

When I was very young, I liked to sing "Yimeng Mountain Minor"

"Everyone said hey, Yimeng Mountain is good, Yimeng Mountain is good, good scenery. The green water in the green mountains is so beautiful, the wind blows the grass low, and you see the cattle and sheep. The red sorghum, the fragrance of bean flowers, and the millet of ten thousand quintals, are piled up all over the field. Our Communist Party, the leadership is good, and the people of Yimeng Mountain are beaming. ”

This song is said to have been born in the following background: At the beginning of 1940, it was the difficult years of the War of Resistance Against Japan. Soon after the establishment of the Yimeng anti-Japanese base area, the Japanese invaders often "swept up," and the diehards headed by Zhang Liyuan, the Kuomintang commissioner of Linyi, also often sabotaged the anti-Japanese base areas. They used the local reactionary force, the Huangsha Society, to confront our anti-Japanese army and people. In order to remove the obstacles to the resistance against Japan, the Fei Dong Working Committee and the Executive Office did a great deal of painstaking and meticulous political education work for the members of the Huangsha Society, but due to the strict control of the reactionaries, it was ineffective. In the end, our army had to decide to use force to settle the issue. At that time, the task of the art troupe of the first branch of Kang University was to use literary and artistic propaganda as a weapon to actively cooperate with this action, and the whole regiment carried out a political offensive against the enemy on the front line, and on the other hand, it went deep into Shagouyu, Matouya, and other places where the Huangsha Society was most prevalent to hold cadres and mass forums to conduct investigation, research, propaganda and education, and at the same time collect creative materials. "Yimeng Mountain Minor" was created under such circumstances, in a simple house in Shangbaishiwu Village. As soon as the song came out, with its popular, easy-to-understand, vivid lyrics and beautiful tunes, it quickly spread throughout the anti-Japanese base areas in Luzhong, Lunan, Binhai, Jiaodong, and Bohai, and was widely loved by the vast number of soldiers and civilians. Later, it spread to the anti-Japanese base areas in North China and Northeast China. In 1964, when a folk song performance was held in East China, Wei Youqin sang "Yimeng Mountain Minor" with her sweet singing voice, which was praised by Chen Yi and other central leaders, and was later recorded into a record, which once again caused a sensation in the country.

Like most ordinary people, I was deeply intoxicated by the beautiful melody and poetic lyrics of this song, and as soon as I sang it, I was in high spirits.

However, when I really came to Yimeng Mountain, from Yishui, Mengyin, Yiyuan to Yinan and Feixian, the scenes along the way made my soul feel strongly shocked.

A light rain gradually trickled down, and the rolling Yimeng Mountains were shrouded in a faint smoke. In this blood-stained land, there are scattered small lonely villages, authentic "closed mountain countries" made of stone. In front of me, there are dark and damp grass huts made of stones; water urns and clay pots full of copper; clay kang covered with broken mats; a quilt made of rags; Bitter paste, pancakes made of dried sweet potatoes......

Oh, Yimeng Mountain, a haunting old revolutionary area......

Forty years ago, our army's senior generals Chen Yi, Luo Ronghuan, Xu Xiangqian, Su Yu and other comrades commanded the famous Sunzu Campaign, Lunan Campaign, and Menglianggu Campaign here. The low thatched houses, ordinary stone tables, and stone benches here are all engraved with magnificent poems that have been passed down through the ages.

It's a story that's been told for a long time. The Peking Opera "Red Sister" and the dance drama "Song of Yimeng" are about a sister-in-law who used milk to revive the wounded of the Eighth Route Army. The prototype of the life of the red sister-in-law in the play is named Zu Xiulian.

When we went to meet this heroic mother, she had been dead for more than a year. All I heard was a sequel to what people told me about the story of her sister-in-law.

It was the story of the early fifties of the last century, a young man carried a cover roll with a flat pole, walked through the village in Yimeng Mountain, a pair of eyes piercing the mountains and stones sprayed the flame of longing, and every time he arrived at a house, he asked: "Have you seen my mother?" ”

This young man is the wounded Guo Wushi of the Eighth Route Army who was rescued by Zu Xiulian back then. After the liberation, his superiors placed Guo Wushi to work in a leading position in his hometown, Taiyuan City, Shanxi Province. However, he resigned from his position, bid farewell to his father and fellow villagers, and embarked on a journey to find his mother.

From Shanxi to Shandong, the road is far away, Guo Wushi with the "iron footboard" trained after joining the army, I don't know how many mountains I have climbed, I don't know how many rivers I have waded, with the memory of the time, finally in the spring of the third year, in the spring of the third year, in Yinan County, Dongtou Township, Taoliangzi Village, found the "mother" who was looking forward to day and night.

At this time, Zu Xiulian had lost her wife for many years, and a son had died in the Liberation War. In the past few years, this old mother, who has been praised by the world, has lived a hard life alone. At this moment, Guo Wushi could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and fell crisply in front of Zu Xiulian with a "plop", tears wetting his mother's clothes. The fire of longing that had been stored in my heart for many years erupted at once: "Mother! Mother! I've finally found you......"

For a while, Zu Xiulian's faint eyes were blurred by tears. She listened carefully to the shout that seemed to be in a distant dream, wiped her eyes with the placket of her clothes, oh, recognized it, it was him, it was the little Guo Zi who raised a moon wound in his own home.

Guo Wushi looked at Zu Xiulian, and saw that the eldest mother was old and thin, and his heart was bitter: "Mother, I'm too late, let your old man suffer......"

From then on, a new hut was built next to the east wall of the mother. In this small house, Guo Wushi married, became a family, and gave birth to the descendants of Yimeng Mountain.

Since then, Guo Wushi has been working at sunrise and resting at sunset, accompanied by this Yimeng Mountain mother day and night, until he sent the old man to the end of his life. To the regret of Guo Wushi, it was this mother who saved him with milk, and until her death, she did not leave a single photo; I haven't been to the county seat once, and I haven't even eaten white-flour buns, so I went with a good memory of the "Red Five Stars" and an infinite yearning for a new life.

What kind of mothers are these, who have devoted so much to the revolution and demanded so little from the world.

Guo Wushi felt guilty in his heart. Although this warrior who gave up the high palace and the privileged city life was in this ravine with no electricity or water; In this family's thin land with only 4.7 points, they did their best, tried their best, and did their best to show their love for their mother.

On that day, I came to the cemetery of "Hongsao", which is a common grave in the countryside, the Tujia is overgrown with weeds, there are no wreaths, no monuments, only a red tree in the mountains grows extraordinarily luxuriantly. Crystal dewdrops, dripping from the branches and leaves like affectionate tears, drop by drop......

I cried bitterly.

For a long time, according to the traditional way of Yimeng Mountain, I kowtowed in front of the grave for 3 times, picked up a handful of loess and sprinkled it on the grave, slowly stood up, and stood silently for 3 minutes with the unique sacredness of soldiers. Then, he slowly raised his right hand and saluted the standard military salute for the "Red Sister-in-law" under Jiuquan.

During my days in the Yimeng Mountains, I was fortunate to meet a living "red sister-in-law", her name is Zhao Chuanchun.

Zhao Chuanchun, who joined the party in 1938, was an outstanding underground traffic officer, and the Japanese invaders repeatedly issued gold bars to arrest her. In a counter-"sweep" in 1942, Zhao Chuanchun hid in the mountains with a three-month-old baby, and when he returned home late at night, he found a wounded member of the Eighth Route Army bleeding on the road. What to do? On one side is her own baby, on the other side is a dying warrior, and the mother's heart is making a painful choice. In the end, with tears in her eyes, she put the baby in the cave, covered it with grass, and resolutely carried the wounded on her back and set out on the mountain road home. After a few steps, the cry of a baby was heard behind him. The wounded, awakened by the cry, slipped down from her and refused to go any further. "Let's go, I'll come back and pick up the kid later." Zhao Chuanchun urged, she gritted her teeth and struggled to carry the wounded back home, and carefully bandaged the wounds. After dealing with everything, she hurriedly returned to the cave to find the child, the baby, who had only been in the world for more than 3 months, was stabbed 4 times in the abdomen by Japanese soldiers, and her small intestines were gurgling outside, and blood flowed all over the ground. Suddenly, Zhao Chuanchun thundered like five thunderbolts, and fainted to the ground all of a sudden.

I don't know how many hours passed, Zhao Chuanchun, who woke up, took off his shirt, wrapped the child tightly in his arms, and tears flowed non-stop. At this moment, she couldn't cry loudly, there were Japanese soldiers swimming outside the cave. Her upper teeth dug deep into her lower lip, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. She carried the child to a gravel hill, desperately picked out a pit with both hands, carefully lowered the child, buried it with her hands, made a mark, and then walked home in a daze.

When the wounded saw Zhao Chuanchun, whose eyes were red and swollen, come back alone, he understood everything at once, sobbed, and muttered a sentence in his mouth: "You shouldn't leave the child behind, it should be me who stays!" ”

Zhao Chuanchun had no tears at this time, and his words were unusually calm: "You can fight devils after you have recovered from your injuries, he is still a child, what can he do?" ”

"No matter how small it is, it's fate!" The wounded man sobbed and said, "When the eldest brother comes back, how do you explain it to him?" ”

"Him?" Zhao Chuanchun choked: "Before the child was born, he let the devil beat him to death." ”

"......" the wounded opened his mouth and said nothing.

More than 20 days later, the wounded recuperated and wanted to chase the troops, before leaving, with tears in his eyes, he took out a military medal from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Chuanchun. "There is nothing else to give you, this military medal was exchanged for my life, give it to you as a relative!"

"What nonsense?" Zhao Chuanchun was stunned.

"It's not nonsense, it's my heart."

"Is it because I saved you and want to repay the favor? Then you can beat the devil hard! ”

"What? You don't like me? The wounded stared blankly at her.

"Nope! It's because I'm not worthy of you. Zhao Chuanchun shook his head.

"Don't say it, wait for me!" The wounded stepped forward and held Zhao Chuanchun's hand tightly, bursting into tears......

Zhao Chuanchun saw away the wounded who went south with tears in his eyes. Since then, she has been dreaming at night, waiting, waiting, the camellia blooms and thanks, thanks and blooms, she has waited from 27 years old to 67 years old, a full 40 years! The wounded have not returned.

One day in August 1955, Zhao Chuanchun suddenly received a remittance slip of 200 yuan, which had no remittance address, and she thought it must have been sent by him, because she did not have any relatives outside. Zhao Chuanchun said: "He must be very busy, otherwise he forgot to write his address, and when he is busy with national affairs, he will definitely come back." She took out the money and put it under her pillow with the military medal, and she was reluctant to spend a penny.

In the autumn of 1979, the village was hit by a drought, and Zhao Chuanchun's 2.3 points of land were not harvested, and he saw that there was no grain. One dark night, she went to her late husband's grave and wept bitterly, and used a shovel to pick up the bricks from the grave and exchange them for food.

To this day, this old mother, who sacrificed her husband and son for the revolution, still lives alone, how much distress should she confide in others!

She misses her loved ones. She stood at the entrance of the village with the military medal and 200 yuan every day, she was still looking forward to it, looking forward to it......

She longs for a fiery life.

Maybe it's because of the "Red Sister-in-law", the old men mentioned below have been given a nice name "Brother Hong".

When I first met Lu Zhanrui, his image reminded me of the French romantic writer Victor Hugo. In his life journey, there was indeed a romantic experience. He joined the army in 1942 and was promoted to company commander in 1945, and he participated in the Liaoshen Campaign, the Pingjin Campaign, the Huaihai Campaign, and the River Crossing Campaign...... All the way to the fish scale port on Hainan Island. Fish Scale Harbor is the legendary end of the world! Ten years of war were scarred by bullets, and even on the Korean battlefield, he left his footprints to defend his homeland and country. After returning from North Korea, Lu Zhanrui felt that there was no war to fight, and he couldn't recognize a few words, so he resigned from his post and returned to Yimeng Mountain with a large bag of military merit medals.

More than 30 years have passed, and this famous combat hero still lives in a grass hut left by the old man, and eats still hard pancakes. Now, his injured leg can't bear much effort, but he still has to work all day. His wife died early, and he dragged his two sons to grow up, and the sons were both bachelors.

When I went to meet him, under the big oil lamp, a family of three singles was lying on the kang, covered with a quilt, and was telling the story of the devil......

Bidding farewell to the old man Lu Zhanrui, led by the village party secretary, I came to the old man Li De's house. As soon as I entered the door, I hit my head on the door frame above. Li De, who was eating, hurriedly helped me into the house and said, "Look at what you say, you city people are not used to it......"

After we entered the house and sat down, Li De continued to eat, chewing on the hard pancakes of the dried sweet potato stall with his only three remaining teeth. It was so laborious, so hard, and it chewed my teenage dreams for a while. Oh, Yimeng Mountain, a mountain of sultry feelings; Yishui River, a sultry river......

At this moment, I can't believe it anyway, is this the Li De who once ate 20 pancakes in one meal, carried a big wounded man, two rifles, 4 grenades, and a large mine, adding up to more than 200 pounds? The ruthless years have made the body of this 1.82-meter giant stiff, and it is extremely difficult to imagine his heroic appearance when he was young. I took out a cigarette with a mouth and handed it over, but Li De waved his hand and didn't answer. He took out his long cigarette pouch and smoked it, coughing violently after just a few puffs.

"What smoke, choking like this?" I asked curiously.

"Leaves." The branch secretary whispered.

"The bankers are not particular." Old man Li De seemed to have heard the words of the branch secretary.

Talking about his current life, Li De told me: "Wow, wow, thanks to the party." Now there are no devils to harm them, there is no oppression by the Kuomintang, there is no need to 'run back' anymore, and you can live in peace and stability. He replied sincerely.

"Still eating dried sweet potatoes?" I asked.

"That's not bad, a few years ago, I always ate state relief food, and it also dragged the country down a lot!" Li De said guiltily.

Li De is a famous militia combat model in Yimeng Mountain. His rescue of the wounded of the Eighth Route Army was once passed down as a good story. It was in the Battle of Lunan more than 30 years ago, he risked his life to carry 3 female wounded soldiers from the battlefield one after another, carried them home one by one, boiled medicine and fed them; When the day dawned, they carried themselves into the cave one by one and hid themselves. The enemy failed to find the three female wounded after three "encirclement and suppression" and four "sweeps". One of the female wounded was seriously ill, and he nursed her for three years. 3 years! More than 1,000 days and nights, how many ups and downs should there be!

Li De had three sons, and because he couldn't marry a daughter-in-law, they all went to the Northeast and settled there. Li De and his wife are both in their 70s, and they still have to wear the sun and starlight, working hard and sowing. My son sent a letter asking them to go to the Northeast, and he said: "On every hill here, there are the bones of the Communist Party, the blood of the Communist Party, and I am reluctant!" ”

The words were resolute.

Yimeng Mountain people! Some say you are a beggar with a medal. Is that so? You have medals, but you have never begged. You have contributed to the revolution and to the people, but you have never been proud of your achievements. You are infatuated with your own land, and you have a broad mind with only dedication!

When I came to Yuntouyu Village in Yishui County to cover the news, it was a morning. There was no one in sight in the village. A song drifts in the wind:

"My home is on the hillside,

Eight roads often pass me here.

Dad went down the mountain to fetch water,

I went to the mountains to collect firewood.

Collect firewood, collect firewood,

Boil water for my relatives to drink. ”

The singer was a teenage girl. She was carrying a firewood basket and was walking towards this side with a few children. I hurried to catch up.

"What about the people of your village?"

"I went down the mountain to fetch water." She said briskly.

"Where down the mountain?"

"It's so far!" She pointed down the hill and said, "Look, it's coming up." ”

The bare slopes of the hill are yellow, and a faint path leads from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and a procession of old people and children carrying water jugs, young men and big girls carrying buckets is climbing with difficulty. There was no laughter, no joy, just walking silently and slowly.

Yuntouyu was once the birthplace of the "spark". The Shandong Provincial Party Committee was once located here. On January 1, 1939, the Popular Daily was born in this village. I found Mrs. Chen Zhongfang, the landlord of the newspaper office at the time, in a low thatched house, and she told me the story of looking forward to water here for more than 30 years.

In the past 30 years, more than 250 people in the village have fallen to death and injured themselves in Yuntouyu, where water is scarce. There is a ballad here that "the clouds are worried about the draft, and the water is a load a day and waits until the sunset". A scoop of water in Yuntouyu is used 4 times: first wash the vegetables, then wash the face, then wash the laundry, and finally mix the pig food.

Yuntouyu people go to relatives, with a burden on their shoulders to pick steamed buns on one end and water on the other; Even elementary school students do not forget to pour a bottle of cold water into the teacher when they go to school, because the teacher does not have time to go down the mountain to fetch water.

An old man in his 70s who was wounded in the leg during the war years relied on the relief of the young people in the village for water, and after a long time, the old man felt uneasy, so when he washed his face in the future, he first lit a pile of firewood, sat on the side and roasted himself, and when his face was roasted and sweated, he wiped it with a towel and it was over.

One day in August 1982, a family here accidentally caught fire, and because there was no water to save it, the fire continued to spread, and the whole village watched more than 20 houses be burned down.

On August 15, 1983, Zhang Xingquan's two teenage daughters Zhang Guohua and Zhang Guoying, who were in the village, saw that the water was cut off at home, and the sick father could not pick it up, in order to have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, the two secretly went to the reservoir on the mountain to lift water, and the elder sister Guohua accidentally fell into the water, and the younger sister Guoying stepped forward to rescue, and both fell to the bottom of the reservoir. When my mother heard the bad news, she had a nervous breakdown. She shouted and screamed all the way, stumbled to the edge of the reservoir, jumped into the reservoir to catch her daughter, and never came up again. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Xingquan was sick and bedridden, facing the lonely lamp, his tears dried up, and his heart was broken.

In order to solve the water problem, the people of Yimeng have made great efforts. Since the liberation, they have raised more than 100,000 yuan and drilled more than 100 wells, but they are all dry holes.

More than 100,000 yuan, in today's view, may not be nothing. An actor's tax evasion and tax evasion may be more than this, and a self-employed person's private pocket may be even larger than this. However, for the Yimeng mountain people, this is quite a considerable number. According to the statistics of relevant departments, there are 1.2 million people in each county in Yimeng Mountain with an annual per capita income of less than 150 yuan, accounting for 27.9 percent of the total population of the six counties, of which 230,000 have an annual income of less than 50 yuan.

50 yuan! Is it a cigarette? A bottle of wine? Is it a toy for a child? Is it a girl's shirt? ……

Water, the water that the people of Yimeng Mountain have been thinking about for a long time, they squeeze out their meager income to make a dry well, day after day, year after year, and still have no relationship with water. There are still 35% of the people in the entire Yimeng Mountain who live in thirst.

Some people say that the people of Yimeng Mountain are people who don't know how to shed tears. Oh, yes! For many years, the people of Yimeng Mountain have sprinkled their blood on Mengshan Mountain and thrown their tears to the Yihe River, they are poor in blood, and their tears have dried up, but they are still looking forward to the cool and sweet water of life. Is this just a survival instinct? The people of Yimeng Mountain were iron-clad men during the war years, and they would not bend their iron-like backbone in the march to a new life. They are declaring war on poverty!

But how they needed help and support, just as they did when they supported the revolution.

In the winter of 1984, the village party secretary suddenly remembered Marshal Chen Yi. That was 40 years ago: that year, Yang Zhishu was harvesting melons on the river beach, and a ghost of the Eighth Route Army went to the river to drink horses. He gave the little ghost a melon, and not long after, the little ghost sent the melon back, saying that the chief had treated him well. He asked who the chief was, and the imp said it was Chen Yi. When he heard this, he hurriedly picked a few good melons and went to Chen Yi's headquarters with the little ghost. Mr. Chen grabbed his arm and said, "Fellow countryman, our Communist Party and the Eighth Route Army are serving the people, and we can't take advantage of you." As he spoke, he took out a silver dollar and handed it to him. He didn't answer, and said, "You have a good life for us, and your lives are on the line, what are these melons?" Mr. Chen forced him to say: "Take it, leave a souvenir, right?!" If you encounter any difficulties in the future, take it to me. Otherwise, I don't recognize you! ”

Now, he took out the silver dollar that he had treasured for 40 years and held it tightly in his hand, as if holding on to hope. He decided to go to Marshal Chen Yi to talk about the hearts of the people of Yimeng Mountain and about the water ......

I heard that I went to find Mr. Chen, and the whole village came to make up the travel expenses. In this way, he picked up a stack of pancakes and traveled thousands of miles to Beijing. He turned around for a whole day, and in the evening came to the west gate of Zhongnanhai. The guards stopped him. He didn't follow, took out the silver dollar, and said that he wanted to find Chen Yi. The soldier was stunned and said that Comrade Chen Yi had died a long time ago. He was stunned and choked up.

How is that possible? He remembers it vividly. On July 1, 1949, at the birthday celebration of the first party after the liberation of Shanghai, he was invited to the rostrum as a representative of Yimeng Mountain and listened to Mr. Chen's passionate speech: "...... The victory we won on the battlefield in East China can be said to have been pushed out by the Yimeng people in small carts, carried out on stretchers, and fed with millet. We will never forget the people of Yimeng! On behalf of all the soldiers, I would like to express my gratitude to Yimeng's father......" Mr. Chen said and bowed deeply.

What a wonderful man! Why did you go? He wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "Then, I will look for General Su Yu, who lived in my house back then." The soldier said, "General Su Yu has also died." He didn't know what to say for a moment, only tears flowed down his face. After a while, he mustered up the courage to say, "So, I—I...... I'm looking for a party ......"

The guards were silent.

He is a posterity. Once upon a time, he was wearing a military uniform that could not be held up, leaving the low and damp grass house, and naturally knew the situation in his hometown. He looked at this simple and persistent old man from his hometown and couldn't help but shed tears.

On July 12, 1987, General Chi Haotian, former political commissar of the Jinan Military Region and then chief of the General Staff of the People's Liberation Army, came to Yimeng Mountain for the fourth time. Everything here felt so familiar, so familiar, so fresh.

Sometimes he stood for a long time looking into the distance, and sometimes he walked through the path. Fierce gunshots, the sound of rushing water, and the shouts of charging suddenly floated in my heart. He came to the martyrs' cemetery to mourn and comfort the martyrs' souls; He searched everywhere, looking for memories that seemed to fade away.

In the battle of Nanma. At the age of 18, carrying a carbine and six grenades tied to his waist that he had snatched from the enemy in the battle of Meng Liangji, he pursued the enemy with the soldiers in the roar of bullets, but unexpectedly a bullet hit an artery under his knee. A fountain of blood gushed out. He endured great pain and crawled forward step by step, blood stained patches after patches. After crawling more than 3 miles, he passed out.

When he awoke, he found himself lying on a flickering stretcher, and soon turned to a squeaky wheelbarrow. In the haze, he saw two bare-armed fellows pulling the cart, and a thin old man carrying the cart and walking rapidly.

The wheelbarrow stops and goes, stops and goes. The enemy's plane came, throwing bombs indiscriminately, and the three fellows invariably protected him with their bodies; Every time he walked to a village, the three villagers always found some salt water to wash his wounds and something to eat for him to fill his stomach.

"If there were no these three fellows, there would be no me Chi Haotian, and I must repay the Yimeng people for saving their lives." That's a phrase he used to say. In the early summer of 1985, not long after Chi Haotian took office as political commissar of the Jinan Military Region, he hurriedly repaid his long-cherished wish of more than 30 years.

Oh! Where is the path that the folks gave me?

Where is the hut where the wounded are resting?

I asked the charging path,

I asked the green pine who witnessed the battle,

Do you remember,

I am a soldier in the mighty army.

(Quoted from Chi Haotian's poem "Great, Meng Lianggu")

Uncle of the cart, where are you? Two uncles pulling carts, how are you doing? Have you ever heard the general's story, have you ever seen the figure of the former "ordinary soldier" returning to Yimeng? At this moment, he walked into the small village at the foot of the mountain.

He stepped into the huts. The general in a crisp olive-green military uniform was stunned:

the rough and chapped hands of the old people;

The girl's worn-out patched clothes;

The young man's glazed gaze;

Bloody faces of children......

This usually cheerful and talkative general was unusually at this time, frowning and pressing his heart. Back in Jinan, he kept pacing in the apartment, yes! As a member of the ruling party, as a public servant of the people, he is uneasy!

It was late at night, and the lights in the conference room of the party committee of the Jinan Military Region were still on. The general was telling his group about the yesterday and today of Yimeng Mountain.

The shocking yesterday and the disturbing current situation ignited the fire in the hearts of the generals present, and the party committee of the military region immediately decided:

120 retired cars and 300 military horses were selected to support the construction of Yimeng Mountain;

35,000 pieces were selected from the army's inventory to protect the people in the old area;

mobilize the People's Armed Forces Department and the broad militia to get rid of poverty and become rich;

Organize art teams and medical teams to provide condolences and services to Yimeng Mountain;

……

Later, the author visited the chief several times, and each time he talked about Yimeng Mountain. He said: "The people of Yimeng Mountain gave me a second life; The folks in Yimeng Mountain introduced me to the revolution. As a person, we must not be ungrateful, and as a soldier and a senior general, we must not forget the people in the old area. I will always remember the people of Yimeng Mountain and be worthy of this land forever! ”

This is our general! This is the servant of the people! In his calendar book, the people are always in mind......

In Yimeng Mountain, people often mention a general. He is Hu Qicai, the former deputy commander of the engineering corps. In the 30 years since he left Yimeng Mountain, he has continued to visit the people there, and even took his wife and children to see the land that raised the revolution. His bags of things and gifts, although insignificant, are another sincerity he has dedicated to the people, and they are always warming the hearts of the people.

One day in the late autumn of 1985, an ordinary van bumped in the Yimeng Mountains, the car stopped in Jinshanzhuang, Mengyin County, and an old man in a gray windbreaker walked out of the car, where he had fought 48 years ago. Revisiting the old place, he went from house to house, from house to house, and his heart was very uneasy. He held the hand of an old lady tightly and said to the staff who followed: "After so many years of liberation, the masses here are not well fed and clothed, and the central government is also very uneasy!" We can't forget the people in the old area, forgetting them is forgetting our roots! ”

When the old man was about to leave here, the old lady hurriedly went into the house and took out a bag of red dates, rushed to the door and stuffed it into the old man's arms. The eldest lady's surname is Yang, and she is the landlord of the Eighth Route Army. Every year when the jujubes are ripe, Aunt Yang washes, dries, and wraps them, saying that she is waiting for the Eighth Route Army to eat them, and she waits and waits...... Today I finally have a chance. The old man did not refuse, and his expression became deeper. The red dates are held in the hand and weigh like a thousand catties. He said: "I want to take this bag of red dates to Beijing, to Zhongnanhai, and put it on my desk, and when I see it, I will think of the people of Yimeng Mountain......"

This old man is the former chairman of the National People's Congress - Wan Li.

The situation of the people in the old areas has attracted the attention of the central authorities and leaders at all levels, and the people in the old areas have begun the road of shaking off poverty and becoming rich.

People look forward to the Yimeng Mountains as soon as possible to stand in the world with prosperity and prosperity.

Mengshan Yishui, did you hear that?

C. Chi Haotian, Chief of the General Staff, toasted me

When I came back from Yimeng Mountain, my heart was shaken for a long time. Yimeng Mountain, is this really the Yimeng Mountain in my dream in the song? Why can't you see that romantic and poetic life? Why are there two big words written everywhere: poverty!

Yes, poverty, this used to be a true portrayal of an entire era, a country. Since the founding of New China, the current situation of being poor and white has made many people make up their minds: We must change the hat of poverty and backwardness, and we must catch up with the advanced countries in the world!

In order to get rid of "poverty", we resolutely chose the economic development model of the big brother of the Soviet Union, and the state gradually shifted the focus of its work to economic construction.

There is certainly nothing wrong with this strategy of economic development. However, the one-sided approach of centering on the big cities at the expense of the rural areas is still controversial to this day. Does China really have to learn from the Soviet model? Didn't the revolution in China succeed by seizing big cities, as the Soviet Union did? On the contrary, it was precisely because China had learned from the painful experience and abandoned the Soviet model in favor of the unique Mao Zedong Thought, and chose the opposite approach of encircling the cities from the countryside that succeeded in one fell swoop. So, why does China's economic construction have to follow the path of the Soviet Union?

It's a pity that no one thought about such a simple question at that time. China has still chosen to take the path of industrialization and urbanization, and the thinking of planned economy is like an invisible rope, which restricts people's creative spirit and ossifies their vitality.

Hundreds of millions of peasants began to be abandoned, marginalized, and abandoned behind the times in this national grand strategy of economic construction.

The determination of the policy of reform and opening up, marked by the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee in 1978, is often mentioned as being closely linked to the 19 villagers of Xiaogang Village. The household responsibility system is also regarded as a bold institutional reform to unleash the enthusiasm and creativity of peasants.

But after all, the cities are the center of this reform, the talents in the cities are the main players in this earth-shattering cause, and the workers leading the peasants have never changed from the revolutionary years to the years of economic construction, and they will not change for a long time to come.

The tide of reform has brought new life to the ancient land of China, but no one seems to notice what kind of "labor pain" hundreds of millions of farmers are suffering.

For thousands of years, they, like their ancestors, have become accustomed to a fixed lifestyle of ploughing at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Suddenly, if they are asked to leave the land where they are connected by blood, leave the hometown where they were born and raised, and go to the strange outside world to break into the "market" and "go to the sea", how can they not be confused, confused, and hesitant?

However, this fear, this doubt, this hesitation, was mercilessly ridiculed. Jinggang Mountain, Taihang Mountain, Yimeng Mountain...... One by one, they wrote about the vicissitudes and glories, and wrote their loyal old revolutionary areas and red lands on the road to the founding of New China with blood, but they got a new nickname:

"A beggar with a medal!"

This sentence that only a poet can write, but between the lines reveals the merciless ridicule of society for them: what age is it now, and those old histories must be turned over, and the yellowed merit book must be turned over, in exchange for limited sympathy and pitiful relief!

However, the people who wrote this verse were wrong! Those who are sarcastic and ridiculed, with a mysterious sense of superiority on their lips, are wrong!

Because this is not a group in need of help and sympathy at all, they did not need it during the war years, and they do not need it now! Not in the future!

All they need is to be remembered, to be respected! It is shameful and even more tragic for a people to forget its own history! A man who forgets where he came from is pitiful! Take the people of Yimeng Mountain as an example, let's see what they did in that era of blood and fire, right? That's the brilliance that never fades no matter how many times you revisit:

——"The country of the four stops, the boats and vehicles are not passable, the local goods do not come out, and the foreign goods do not enter", it is Yimeng Mountain!

- "The last bite of food, make military rations; the last piece of cloth, to make military uniforms; The last son is sent to the battlefield", it is Liu Shaoqi, Luo Ronghuan, Xu Xiangqian, Chen Yi, Su Yu...... Wait for the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries to move the Yimeng people who wept!

- "There are red sisters-in-law in the townships, and there are martyrs in the villages." Yimeng, a land of heroes. From 1938 to 1939, with the advance of the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army into the Yimeng Mountains and the formation of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army and the First Column of the Eighth Route Army in the Yimeng Mountains, it became one of the important strategic bases of the Chinese Revolution. Historical data show that among the 4.2 million people in the old area of Yimeng at that time, 200,000 joined the army, 1.2 million participated in the war, and 100,000 martyrs spilled their blood on the battlefield.

-- In the battle of Baiyan, the battle of Wujing, the battle of Sunzu, the battle of Tazishan, the battle of Baoqinggu and other heroic battles recorded in history, in the battle of blood and fire, there were 110,000 casualties among the base troops and militia, of which more than 60,000 died heroically. The Menglianggu Battle Memorial Hall, on the blood-stained walls, is mottled and messily embedded with more than 194,000 bullet casings, reminiscent of the rain of bullets, the blood of martyrs and the red flag that did not fall on the battlefield. More than 30,000 people in a regiment of the 74th Division and the 83rd Division of the Kuomintang were all annihilated! Chiang Kai-shek lamented the loss of the tiger general and lamented that the annihilation of the 74th Division was his "most painful and regrettable thing." Commander Chen Yi was so happy that he wrote a poem about the majestic mountains and rivers: "The ghosts and gods howl on Meng Lianggu, and the 74th Division has no place to escape." The signals are flying and the stars are dazzling, and the lighting is burning everywhere. The knives rushed to the top of the mountain, and the rain of blood came to wet the robes. I am glad to see that the thieves are elite, and our army is heroic. ”

——In the Yimeng Mountains, there is a story of the "Line of Fire": in the battle of Menglianggu, the battle in front has begun, the waist-deep Wen River blocked the way for reinforcements, more than 30 women acted urgently, removed their own door panels, jumped into the turbulent water, and the troops of a regiment forced to pass through the door panels erected by women.

- Yimeng "Red Sister-in-law". In the war-torn era, Yimeng women sent their sons and husbands to join the army, made military shoes, crushed military rations, carried stretchers, rescued the wounded, and emerged Yimeng Hongsao, who used milk to save the wounded, Yimeng's mother who raised revolutionary offspring, and six Yimeng sisters, who were model in front of the branch, and so on. Among them, "Yimeng Hongsao" has become a symbol of Chinese women's model of supporting the army, and it is deeply engraved in people's hearts.

Need to list more? A group that burst out with such tremendous energy during the years of the Anti-Japanese War, a land soaked in blood and filled with legends everywhere, such a people, such a land, is there any difficulty that they cannot overcome?

Even if they fell behind in the years of economic construction, they were forgotten, and compared with the big cities in the coastal areas, they became "beggars".

But that shouldn't be an object of ridicule either! They should at least be respected, if not helped, and always will be respected!

This respect, not from others, but from me, a common soldier, from me, the son of a peasant!

In this way, I made up my mind: I must create a TV series that truly reflects the real life of the people in the old areas, so that the people of the whole country will never forget the people in the old areas who have made great contributions to the cause of the country's liberation.

My idea is good, but it's very hard to actually create. One is that I am not a professional creator, and I have to insist that there is no large amount of time to go to work; The second is that this subject matter is important, and it is difficult to control it with my current skills. What to do? At this time, the Drama Department of Shandong University of the Arts is recruiting a playwright training class, and I want to go to further education. It is basically impossible for a cadre of an organ to detach himself from his normal work and study and create TV dramas that have nothing to do with his own work. With the idea of being criticized, I reported to Han Yonglu, chief of staff of the Shandong Provincial Military Region, my direct leader, and to my surprise, my idea was strongly supported by Chief of Staff Han. Soon, with the problems encountered in creation, I entered the screenwriting training class of Shandong Art Institute.

In the advanced course, I created while studying. In order to write a TV script that can shock people's hearts, I went to Yimeng Mountain three times successively, ate, lived and worked with the people there, and learned a lot of little-known touching stories.

After creating the TV script, I gave the script to Wang Da'an, the director of the avant-garde drama troupe of the Jinan Military Region. After reading it, Director Wang was moved by the heavy "things" in the script, so he recommended it to Wang Houqiang, a professional creator of the Shandong Provincial Repertory Theatre, to help change two drafts, and the play was jointly filmed by the Shandong Provincial Military Region and Shandong TV Station.

At that time, Chi Haotian, who had been promoted to chief of the general staff of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, wrote the title of the TV series. The play was filmed on the spot in the Yimeng Mountains. In addition to being a screenwriter in the crew, I also served as the director of drama, responsible for vehicle deployment, actors' food and accommodation, etc., and I was tired every day and my back and legs hurt, but I was very happy in my heart. This is not only my debut film will be put on the screen, but also the selfless dedication and cruel status quo of the people in the old area over the years to show hundreds of millions of people.

After more than three months of day and night shooting, the TV series was finally filmed. When I returned to Jinan from Yimeng Mountain, my originally thin body lost weight again.

October 1, 1987 was a day I will never forget. On this day, General Chi Haotian, chief of the General Staff, took advantage of his lunch break to watch four episodes of the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" in one go, and in the evening asked his secretary Fang Jianguo (currently the political commissar of the Lanzhou Air Force, with the rank of lieutenant general) to take me to the Second General Staff Institute, and the chief and his wife accompanied me to dinner. The chief picked up his glass and told me, "I watched this film with tears several times, and I thank you as a veteran!" "Jiang Qingping, the chief's wife, who has never drunk, saw the chief with strong self-control look like this today, and she also made an exception to clink glasses with me.

D. The TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" was sent to the chief's house

After Chief Chi Haotian spoke highly of the TV series, I had a bottom in my heart. At that time, I thought to myself that the current party and state leaders have all come out of the war, they have all lived and fought in the old areas, and they have feelings for the people in the old areas where the Chinese revolution was raised, and let them all watch this documentary TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain", which will be very beneficial to help the people in the old areas get rid of poverty and become rich in the future. In the early eighties of China, TV dramas were still emerging art products, and the annual output was still very small. Video recorders that play large 1/2 tapes are generally available in senior leaders' homes. "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger". At that time, I was just 26 years old, and after having this idea, I copied more than 10 sets of tapes, and through various relationships and inquiries, I successively sent the film to the home of Deng Xiaoping, the chief architect of reform and opening up, the home of former President Yang Shangkun, the home of former Chairman of the National People's Congress, the home of General Qin Jiwei, the former Minister of National Defense, and the home of General Zhou Keyu, former deputy director of the General Political Department. After the film was delivered, I waited in trepidation, even thinking about the possibility of sacrificing my political life for it. Because, the living conditions of the people in the old area shown in this TV series are shocking; In the film, the dissatisfaction with the resentment of the party and the country is unprecedented.

Please don't forget that it was still the 80s of the last century, and people's ideas were far less open than they are now. What I didn't expect was that the party and state leaders at that time were very open-minded. Soon after, Chairman Yang Shangkun's secretary Zhao and Chairman Wanli's secretary Su both called me and said that Chairman Yang Shangkun and Chairman Wan Li praised the film as a thought-provoking and inspiring film after watching this TV series. After watching the film, Defense Minister General Qin Jiwei also met with me, who was only a lieutenant at the time.

With these "Shangfang Sword", Shandong TV took the lead in broadcasting this TV series, which caused a strong response. It was later replayed twice at the request of the audience. On December 1, 1988, when CCTV was broadcasting a news broadcast, the following subtitles typed the trailer of tonight's TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain". This was rare in the past.

After the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" was broadcast on CCTV, hundreds of millions of people across the country watched my work in front of the TV, which caused a strong response. Soon after, Xinhua News Agency issued an article: In the past few days, party and state leaders Yang Shangkun and Wan Li, as well as Chi Haotian, chief of the General Staff, Qin Jiwei, minister of national defense, and hundreds of millions of viewers across the country have watched the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" and praised it as a thought-provoking and inspiring film......

Subsequently, many newspapers and periodicals such as "People's Liberation Army Daily", "Guangming Daily", "Beijing Daily", "Dazhong Daily", "Qianwei Daily" and many other newspapers and periodicals published comments on the play and an exclusive interview with me. In particular, the People's Liberation Army Daily published an interview on the front page of the second page under the title of my name. The interview and review of the show are as follows:

Impression of the motherland of Liang

——Interview with one of the screenwriters of the award-winning TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain".

Author: Feng Xinhua

The first time I met Liang Guoguo was in the column "Military Training Short Wave" in the "Qianwei Daily", although the article was less than 100 words, but it left a deep impression. To be honest, he got the light of his name. Fatherland! In the sea of Chinese and foreign words, what word is louder than it? Later, the name jumped out of the small column and jumped into the headlines, and the cycle of appearance continued to shorten. At that time, I secretly applauded this new comrade-in-arms in the same trench.

Later, because of the needs of work, we walked into an office, which made me know more about Liang Guoguo and his people.

He likes to have a speech-style conversation, and often gets up from his seat and walks around the room to talk to you. And from time to time the right palm was chopped off the top of the head, as Lenin did in 1918. Obviously, it is impossible for such people to live a peaceful life. Whenever a newcomer emerges in the literary and artistic world, he sighs with infinite emotion, "Look, people! "Unfortunately, the god of fate was not very friendly, and he made some overly serious jokes with him many times, and he ended his student life after only three months of high school; He participated in the military academy examination three times, and the second place fell to Sun Shan. The last time I finally passed the test, unexpectedly, I was brushed off again during the physical examination. He was in despair. It was only later that he hesitated to choose the means of suicide. Since then, he has made up his mind to find his own way, he writes news, novels, scripts, and interviews...... Later, he was transferred to the Shandong Provincial Military Region.

In the third day, I didn't expect him to come up with four episodes of TV series. The TV series reflects the content of poverty alleviation in the old area, although the subject matter is not so popular, but the heavy things inside are not comparable to all works. I have a hunch that this will be a good film that will cause a strong shock in people's hearts. Sure enough, as soon as the show was broadcast, it immediately aroused repercussions from all walks of life. Some people call it a "heavy cry from the bottom of my heart" from the people in the old district. State leaders Yang Shangkun and Wan Li, Defense Minister Qin Jiwei, Chief of General Staff Chi Haotian and dozens of film and television experts watched the drama and praised it as a thought-provoking and inspiring film. Many people shed tears (Editor's note: This drama recently won the only serial drama award for the second military-themed TV drama in the whole army).

When the motherland came back from Beijing, I congratulated him and asked him how this "golden doll" was conceived. He told me with a smile: As early as when I was in elementary school, I was familiar with the tune of "Everyone says hey, Yimeng Mountain is good". It made me have a strong yearning for Yimeng Mountain, the old revolutionary base area. Later, "Who doesn't say that my hometown is a good chance, I came to Yimeng Mountain, which I yearn for day and night. However, I froze. Where are the green mountains and green waters? Where are the cattle and sheep? What is shown in front of you is the broken grass house that can only be seen in the movie, the yellow face that can only be seen in the old society, and the dried sweet potato that can only be tasted when eating "Bitter Rice". This land that once raised the revolution with an open mind and has been liberated for more than 30 years, and is still living below the subsistence and clothing line, how can this not make people tremble and think deeply!

Speaking of this, the mood of the motherland is particularly heavy. He went on to tell me that when he came back, the real Yimeng Mountain kept him awake at night and he couldn't concentrate on anything. At this time, the newspaper published the deeds of Xiong Zihe, an outstanding military cadre, who did not love a small family, and led the people in the old area to get rid of poverty and become rich. Looking at it, a bold idea came to me: based on Xiong Zihe's deeds, write a TV series, reflect the ups and downs of the people in the old area, and the historical reality, and give people who are intoxicated with their personal comfortable life a "aria". Since then, the leadership of the provincial military district has attached great importance to his actions and has given him strong support. In order to improve his artistic quality, he was specially funded to study at the Provincial Art Institute. Later, he created conditions for him to go to Yimeng four times, eat and live with Xiong Zihe, and the people in the old area, experience life, and master materials. After he wrote the first draft, with the help of Wang Yanqiang, the creator of the Provincial Repertory Theatre, he changed his draft three times, and was finally put on the screen by director Wang Daan.

At parting, I re-looked at the motherland in front of me, without the previous excitement, without the "Lenin-style" gestures, but there was something else in my body, which seemed to be deep and thoughtful. I hope that in three or two years, a new Liang motherland will appear.

(Originally published in the second page of the People's Liberation Army Daily, January 15, 1989)

Blood type AB: Penetration of softness and rigidity

- The Liang motherland I know

Author: Xu Xiangnong

Liang Guoguo's co-starring TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" "rang" in Beijing, and it wasn't until I received a call from him from Beijing that I believed that there was really such a thing. He is more than 1.7 meters tall, his hair is often wavy, and his face is long; When they meet, they smile and speak slowly - as if this is the motherland of Liang. It was like this five years ago, and after five years, he didn't grow taller, but he had a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and since then he has gained a little more Sven; A few grooves were made on his forehead, and his figure was a little slimmer.

The two of us were very fateful, and we began to serve as soldiers in the infantry division together, and after the unit was streamlined and reorganized, we went to the tank division one after another, and later we were admitted to the training class for press cadres of the military region together, and we were almost transferred to Jinan together for more than a year after graduation. I have never been able to explain this strange physical or physiological phenomenon between us. Later, he told me that he had read a book about blood types and seemed to have found the answer to the mystery, we have the same blood type, no wonder we have similar personalities, even the military uniforms are the same model. We often spent our bachelor boring hours together, so someone kindly attacked us both for "wearing a pair of pants together". But people quietly pulled out and did their best, and I was still lying in the quilt and falling asleep!

I have never found any genius in the Motherland. I always hear people say that there is aura on the heads of writers. And the motherland is not good, only the education level of junior high school graduates, and the pen writing seems to be from the hands of a girl. It seems that one day at the beginning of last year, Feng Xinhua, who was originally engaged in reporting in a division, published a novella, and they all flocked to Liang Guoguo to go to the "canned banquet". Inadvertently, I dug out the first draft of a TV series called "Symphony of Female Soldiers" from his drawer. It's the category that you can know the plot by looking at the title. At the age of twenty, it is not surprising that the first assignment was probably written about women. At the time, I thought he was just "writing bread to satisfy his hunger." At that time, a very beautiful nurse in green had just "said goodbye" to him.

Who would have thought that more than a year later, this guy would really become famous. On 1 October this year, General Chi Haotian, chief of the General Staff, took advantage of his lunch break to watch four episodes of the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" in one go, and in the evening asked his secretary to take the motherland to the Second General Staff Institute, and the chief and his wife accompanied him to dinner. The chief told him: I watched this film with tears several times, and I thank you as a veteran! The wife of the chief, who has never drunk alcohol, saw the appearance of the chief with strong self-control today, and also made an exception to clink glasses with the motherland. Later, after the recommendation of relevant departments, Chairman Yang Shangkun and Chairman Wan Li both watched the film. After watching the film, Admiral Qin Jiwei also met with the motherland, who was only a lieutenant.

After the news spread, several acquaintances sighed together, and one of them said: It is no longer the motherland when it was in the so-and-so army. To be honest, maybe it's because we see each other so often, but I still haven't felt the change in my homeland. When you enter the room of Zhilan, you don't feel its fragrance for a long time. In fact, I know exactly how he conceived the "fetus" and how he "gave birth". One day last September, he called me out of the blue to tell me that he was leaving and told me not to look for him. Later, I learned that he had been "hatching chicks" at home and had eaten instant noodles for two months.

The first draft of "Return to Yimeng Mountain" also came out. At that time, facing his thin face, I didn't think deeply, just when he was still losing his soul for that nurse. According to the book, people with AB blood type are very emotional, and they are heart-warming. After director Wang Da'an read the script and recommended it to Wang Houqiang, the creator of the Shandong Provincial Repertory Theatre, he helped change it twice and was ready to shoot, and the motherland told me the truth. That's when I knew he had done it.

I am often quite complacent, I think I am doing well, and the motherland often asks me to take care of a period of "this newspaper" or something, and I always feel that I am the best among my peers. I'm on better terms than he is, but the rabbit never raced the tortoise. It turned out that the press officer of our division once said: Everyone always has an opportunity, but some people seize it, and some people let it go. Now when I am both envious and jealous of the motherland, he always says that he would not have this TV series because he has some good leadership. But my leadership is no worse than his, and I have not hesitated to throw away some rare opportunities.

In May of this year, I came back from a business trip, he was not at home, and there was a note on the door: I went with the crew to shoot the location. Half a month later, he sent another letter of less than 100 words. Three months later, he returned. When I met, I was shocked: his hair was shaggy and his face was thin and dark. Xie Weicai, who played the "singles boss" in the play, told me that the motherland lives in the Songshan Reservoir in Linqu, and is both an actor and a drama manager. This guy is so serious about everything.

Coming back from Yimeng Mountain, there are many fewer words spoken in the motherland. Sitting face-to-face for an hour, he just bowed his head in contemplation and smoked a muffled cigarette. He said that he loved listening to the song "Yimeng Mountain Minor" since he was a child, thinking that it must be a good place. But I went to the film four times, and the more I watched it, the more sad I became: the low grass house, the landscape that was not enough to drink, and the old lady raised it above her head to entertain the guests was still sweet potato mush. So, while filming the location, he and the director made changes to the script. Let the more than 30 young men of the "Singles Platoon" sing the "Yimeng Mountain Minor" while basking in the sun with their hands up; When the hero old man pushed his daughter to change his daughter-in-law for his son, there was a moving singing voice floating in the sky, "Everyone said hey, Yimeng Mountain is so ......" I said to the motherland several times: You can't use this song! Ruan Ruoshan, former vice president of the Central Academy of Drama, also said: "When I created the song "Yimeng Mountain Minor", I never thought that it would be used in these places! I cried when this song appeared three times in the play, and the more I sang it, the more sad I became. ”

It is said that the motherland is lucky, but it is also true. The National Television Arts Committee only held a seminar for Ba Jin's "Family Spring and Autumn", but on November 17, it was dedicated to "Return to Yimeng Mountain", which was presided over by director Ruan Ruolin herself. Wang Shuyuan, the screenwriter of "The Last Emperor", Xia Jun, the choreographer and director of "River Death", and Wang Yuanjian, the famous writer, all saw the motherland at first sight. Twenty-six-year-old Xia Jun said: "I was born in the same era as Liang Guoguo, and we have no personal experience of the contributions made by the people in the old area, but only an indirect understanding, but our wish is the same, that is, to call for the people in the old area and change the backwardness!" ”

When I saw the motherland a few days ago, I gritted my teeth and punched him in the ribs that were clearly arranged: You kid is so vicious! It's been a century since I was left behind, and I won't be able to eat in the unit in the future, but I'll have to settle accounts with you!

He still smiled faintly, this is the character of AB blood type?

(Originally published in the fourth edition of the "Qianwei Daily" of the Jinan Military Region on December 23, 1988)

A heartfelt cry

- After watching the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain".

Author: Yin Xihua

It is no exaggeration to say that Yimeng Mountain is a milestone in the history of the Chinese revolution. Whether it was the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army advancing behind enemy lines in Shandong, or the People's Liberation Army annihilating the elite of the Kuomintang, the 74th Division, whether it was the Huaihai Campaign that shocked China and the rest of the world, or the migrant workers pushing the creaking cart from Mengshan Yishui to the ends of the earth. The great achievements of the Yimeng people are everywhere. However, in the peacebuilding period, it has become a forgotten corner. Works that reflect Yimeng Mountain have become even rarer. For decades, it is still "Hongsao's milk to save the wounded", or "the green water in the green mountains is so beautiful ......".

The four-episode TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain", jointly produced by the Shandong Provincial Military Region, Shandong Television Station, and Shandong Film and Television Drama Production Center, truly and vividly records the story of the Yimeng people struggling and flying in the whirlpool of poverty, backwardness, feudalism, and even ignorance after the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. The true appearance of Mengshan Yishui was exposed in front of the people who were intoxicated with "really good-looking", and issued a heartfelt cry to history, to the nation, and to the society! This land of dedication is barren, poor, and even ugly, and it needs the bath of the sun, the moisture of rain and dew, and the care and help of the whole society.

The choreographer is bold. In the play, through Guo Haisong, the Minister of Armed Forces, returns to the Yimeng Mountains, where he has fought, shed blood, and recuperated from his wounds, everything as far as the eyes and ears can see, shows us a shocking phenomenon of the poor life of the people in the old area. Tian's sister-in-law, who once gave up her own flesh and blood to protect Guo Haisong, actually relied on dried sweet potatoes and pickles year after year to survive; Brother Bing, a demobilized veteran who had repeatedly made meritorious contributions in the southern and northern wars, actually passed on the family line in order for his son to marry a daughter-in-law, and after anesthetizing his daughter with sweat medicine, he changed his relatives to a person his daughter did not love; In the 80s, the five single eldest brothers actually pasted on the door the couplet "Eat one liter, borrow one liter and rise continuously, pay off the old account and owe the new account, and the account is not clear" and so on. All this may be a list of the phenomena of life, but as the famous French writer Zola said: "The highest quality of a writer is realism." It can be said that the choreographers are aware that all this is full of tragedy. Undoubtedly, they are more aware of the sublime nature of tragedy. The shallow optimism that whitewashes reality, the works that give cheap hope, empty comfort and false light, are like a hypnotic pill that can only make people more indulged in beautiful but never-fulfilling dreams. And a serious artist has the spirit of being faithful to the essence of life and daring to face up to the bleak life. It certainly takes a bit of courage for them to dare to smash people's dreams for decades and wake us up from them.

The choreographer is thoughtful. In the play, the choreographer shouted to Guo Haisong sourly through the mouth of Brother Bing: "It's been more than 30 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, what have you done earlier?" The millet and pancakes in Yimeng Mountain have raised you, liberated you, and entered the city, and you are all busy being officials, who cares about us? "Needless to say,

The main reason for the poverty in the Yimeng Mountains is the failure of policies since the founding of the People's Republic of China and the catastrophe of the Cultural Revolution. However, the choreographers did not stop in front of this simple truth, but excavated such a new topic of human quality from a higher level and a newer perspective with modern thought. Due to political confinement, traffic blockage, and shallow cultural quality, the Yimeng people, who are located in the land of Confucius and Mencius and Qilu, bear the shackles of traditional concepts more deeply, stronger, and heavier. As the American poet Whitman said: "People build high walls around themselves, and they vaguely feel that there is sunshine, vitality, warmth, freedom, and life outside the wall, but they themselves cannot break through the iron fence ......" So they had to comfort themselves, "Now it is much better, although Dunton is a dried sweet potato, but there is no need to 'run back', and they are no longer angry with the Japanese devils and the Kuomintang." So they "slept when it was dark and rose at dawn, without the need to light a lamp." Therefore, because he can't say that his daughter-in-law has caused the population of the village to decline, he dares to hang the family planning award certificate in the office and so on, and by extension, isn't this the kind of mentality of our nation that is self-satisfied and at peace with what happens? Isn't Guo Haisong leading the villagers to overcome their own inertia exactly where the true meaning of our country's reform lies?

At the same time, the life of Guo Haisong's family in the city, especially the modern life of his daughter Qianqian, his son Songsong and his unmarried daughter-in-law Xiaxia is used as a secondary line, which extends in parallel and progresses at intervals, and even the inevitable connection between the internal and external lines of the two lines cannot be seen. However, it is precisely this kind of arbitrariness that creates conditions for the choreographer, the actor and the audience to be free and reasonable. It also fully shows the director's profound artistic skills and skillful writing skills. The two lines have created an obvious comparison situation and a psychological gap between the audience. This kind of structure of mutual comparison not only deepens the connotation of the work, but also expands the capacity of the extension of the work.

Unfortunately, the whole rhythm is a little sloppy; However, the flaws are not hidden, "Return to Yimeng Mountain" is indeed worth watching.

(Originally published in the fourth edition of the "Qianwei Daily" of the Jinan Military Region on December 23, 1988)

The TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" won the second prize of outstanding TV series in the 1988 All-Army TV Drama Selection (the first and third prizes are vacant). At the same time, he won the nomination awards of the national TV series "Feitian" and "Golden Eagle" and the outstanding TV drama awards of six provinces and cities in East China.

In 1988, the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" filmed by our provincial military region and the TV series "The Girl of the Han Family" (which won the first prize for a single book) filmed by the military region won the awards for a single drama and a serial drama respectively, and in order to commend the outstanding achievements of the Jinan Military Region in the creation of television dramas, the Ministry of Culture of the General Political Department specially held an all-army awards ceremony for outstanding TV dramas in the Jinan Military Region. Accompanied by General Li Jiulong, commander, and General Song Qingwei, political commissar, Captain Ma Weigan, director of the Literature and Art Bureau of the Ministry of Culture of the General Political Department (now deputy director of the Bayi Film Studio, with the rank of colonel), presented me with a certificate and a bonus.

Because of the hit and many awards of the TV series "Return to Yimeng Mountain" created by me, it has brought me a lot of glory and aura. First of all, the party committee of the Shandong Provincial Military Region Headquarters gave me a third-class meritorious service, and my post was promoted from a deputy company post to a full company post half a year ahead of schedule. Later, the unit recommended me to apply for the People's Liberation Army Art Academy, the highest art school in the whole army.