Beiping, Railway Station.

The battle of the Great Wall was in full swing, the Japanese army had occupied Chengde, and the gate of Shanhaiguan was tightly closed.

Wave after wave of exiled masses poured towards Beiping. Many of these people are from Rehe, and many are from Liaoning, and even as far away as Jilin and Heilongjiang. They were unwilling to survive under the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders, and fled eastward step by step, and finally gathered outside the city of Beiping.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and a middle-aged man held an iron horn and shouted: "Compatriots in the Northeast, fathers and fellow villagers, we are the Northeast People's Anti-Japanese Salvation Association." On behalf of the 40,000,000 compatriots across the country, I guarantee that you have food, water to drink, clothes to wear, and ......."

Behind the middle-aged man, there were countless old clothes piled up, and a few large cauldrons of porridge were cooking. These clothes belong to donations, and the original owners come from all over the country, and they are all raised by the "Northeast People's Anti-Japanese Salvation Association".

"Let's line up and drink a bowl of hot porridge first. As for finding a place to live, finding a job, we will try to help as much as possible. Lined up......" Volunteers from the National Salvation Association shouted to maintain order.

The money, food, and materials used to relieve the exiled masses in the northeast were very sufficient. When Zhang Xueliang went into the wilderness, he donated 100,000 oceans, and Yu Fengzhi personally donated 30,000 yuan. There are also donations from the private sector, and the Anti-Japanese Salvation Association receives countless donations every day.

Some of this money and goods were quietly transported to the northeast to support the civilian anti-Japanese armed forces there. Most of the rest was used to settle the exiles in Northeast China, and even established a number of schools in exile in Northeast China.

21-year-old Duanmu Yuliang held leaflets with his classmates and handed them out when he saw the young exiles: "We are the 'Northeast Exiled Students Anti-Japanese Salvation Association', and we welcome the majority of young people to join." The Chinese must unite, unite against Japan, and drive the little Japanese devils back to their hometown! ”

Today, there are more than 10,000 students from Northeast China stranded in Beiping, as well as students from Northeast China who have fled, and the number is still increasing.

These students have to be properly accommodated, and they are competing for people on all fronts.

Northeastern University and Feng Yong University were successively re-established in Beiping, and Northeast Jiaotong University was collectively merged into Northeastern University. This is the work of the Bong Department.

The Kuomintang set up Xingzhi Middle School, Nianyi Middle School and National Zhongshan Middle School in Beiping, absorbing a large number of exiled students.

As for the work of the Communist Party, it has been more in-depth, actively cooperating with the Northeast People's Anti-Japanese Salvation Congress, and openly forming the Northeast Students' Exile Anti-Japanese Salvation Association, in an attempt to gain the leadership of the Northeast Exiled Student Group.

Although Duanmu Yuliang is only 21 years old and just entered Tsinghua University last year, he is already an official member of the Northern Left League. In the past six months, he has used his spare time to propagate the party's ideology everywhere, and has attracted more than 10 students from Northeast China to move closer to the Left League.

"Classmate, I heard that your accent is from Liaoning?" An exiled student asked.

Duanmu Yuliang said: "I am from Changtu, what about you? ”

The student said, "My name is Gao Tianqi from Liaoyang." I heard that Northeastern University has reopened, where is the address? ”

Duanmu Yuliang felt that he had a new business, and hurriedly said, "Come with me, I'll take you over!" ”

"That's great, thank you." Gao Tianqi suddenly became happy.

Duanmu Yuliang's companions also gathered a few students, and everyone gathered together and walked into Beiping City with bags and boxes.

"What is the situation in Liaoning?" Duanmu Yuliang helped Gao Tianqi carry a burden and inquired casually.

Gao Tianqi looked frustrated: "It's annoying to say it." The little Japanese devils crusade against the volunteers everywhere, and the puppet army dogs fight in the fish and meat towns. I heard that the villagers on the Heilongjiang side were even more miserable, and many compatriots were arrested by the little Japanese to build fortifications, and I don't know how many people died of exhaustion every day. After '918', I joined the Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army, and joined three teams before and after, but they were all broken up by the Japanese devils. Isn't that no way? I had to enter the customs and come to Peking to continue studying. ”

"Yes, in this world, aspiring young people are all enthusiastic, but they have no way to serve the country." Duanmu Yuliang used to study in Nankai Middle School, but was expelled from school because of his active propaganda against Japan. He ran to join the army in anger, but found that the army was also smoky, so he was discharged from the army and admitted to Tsinghua University.

Duanmu Yuliang is constantly pulling almost homely, preparing to pull Gao Tianqi closer to the party organization.

The two were talking, when they suddenly heard a singing voice on the radio on the side of the road:

"My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China,

There are forest coal mines,

And the soybean sorghum that is all over the mountains.

My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China,

There are my compatriots,

And the aging daddy.

Ninety-one-eight, ninety-one-eight,

From that miserable time!

Ninety-one-eight, ninety-one-eight!

From that miserable time,

Separated from my homeland,

Abandon the endless treasure,

Stray! Stray!

The price of the whole day is in the customs, wandering!

Which year, which month,

To be able to return to my lovely hometown?

Which year, which month,

to be able to recover the endless treasure?

Daddy, Daddy,

when

To get together? ”

More than a dozen students from the Northeast suddenly stopped and stared at the roadside radio in a daze.

Duanmu Yuliang's chest seemed to be cut open by a sharp sword, and the grief and indignation that had been suppressed for a long time were all drawn out by the mournful singing.

Duanmu Yuliang is just a pen name, his real surname is Cao, and he was born in a rich peasant family in Liaoning. My great-grandfather bought more than 100 acres of land in the Horqin grassland, and my father advocated education, so he resolutely sold 80 acres of land and sent Duanmu Yuliang and his second brother to Tianjin to study.

Today, the second brother has become a university teacher, and Duanmu Yuliang himself is studying at Tsinghua University. But their hometown in Liaoning has long been in the middle of the road, and Duanmu Yuliang has not seen his parents for more than three years.

Daddy, Daddy, when will we be able to get together?

Duanmu Yuliang suddenly burst into tears, because the song sang his heart and touched the weakest part of his soul.

The Northeast students around him, all of their eyes turned red, and too many tragic experiences resonated with the song at this moment, and it made people's hearts twist like knives.

Many passers-by also stopped to listen, feeling the liver and intestines in the song.

"Woooooooooo Mother, you died so miserably! Woowoo woo ......"

On the street, a northeastern man was crying like a helpless child. After crying, he suddenly stood up and roared: "Lao Tzu wants to join the army, Lao Tzu is going to fight with Little Japan!" ”

Duanmu Yuliang looked at the northeastern man, secretly wiped away his tears, patted Gao Tianqi on the shoulder next to him and said, "Brother, sooner or later we will have the day of revenge!" ”

Gao Tianqi's eyes were sour, and he choked up: "Yes, I want to take revenge, and I want to kill back to the northeast." ”

The singing of "On the Songhua River" repeatedly drifted in the sky of Tianjin and Beiping, and countless exiles in the Northeast wept bitterly. The song with intense pain soon spread to the north and south of the river, awakening the national soul of countless Chinese people.

After many inquiries, Duanmu Yuliang finally knew that the songwriter of this song was Zhou Hexuan. With reverence and part of the manuscript of his first novel, "The Horqin Banner Grassland", he took the train to Tianjin to ask Mr. Zhou for advice.

Duanmu Yuliang feels that the most important thing now is not to fight hard with Little Japan, but to awaken the spirit of resistance of the Chinese people. Just like the song "On the Songhua River", just like what he is writing now, songs and literature are sometimes better than knives and guns.