I saw Fang Hong gradually walk out of the crowd and said to the host Li Jianwu: "Mr. Jianwu, I feel the scene today, I just wrote a poem, I want to share it with you, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

Li Jianwu felt a little surprised by Fang Hongji's request, but since everyone had said it, he couldn't help but give him face, so he nodded a little reluctantly and said, "Well, this is naturally okay, but Mr. Fang, our time is limited, so ......"

Without waiting for Li Jianwu to finish speaking, Fang Hongjian promised: "Don't worry, this poem is very short. Then he turned his head and walked to the position between the statue of Qian Yishi and Shen Yi, and first said respectfully to the statue of Qian Yishi: "Some people are dead, but he is still alive!" ”

Then he turned his head to Shen Yi and said coldly: "Some people are alive, but they are already dead!" ”

The people present today are all people from the cultural circles, as soon as these two poems entered the ear, they immediately understood what Fang Hongjian meant, this is comparing the deceased Qian Yishi with Shen Yi, who sold himself to the enemy, scolding this traitor in front of him, this idea is really amazing, not naming his name in front of him is better than naming and reprimanding, but the person who was scolded can't refute it, it's really happy, and although these two poems seem simple, they point directly to the hearts of the people, and they are outlines and can be called aphorisms.

Just when everyone was shocked, Fang Hong gradually continued to recite: "

Some people,

Riding on the heads of the people: "Oh, how great I am!

Some people,

He bent down and served as cattle and horses for the people.

Some people,

carve the name into the stone, want to be "immortal";

Some people,

I would like to be weeds, waiting for the fire to burn in the ground.

Some people,

If he lives, no one else can live;

Some people,

He lives for the better life of the majority.

Whoever rides on the head of the people, the people crush him;

He who was a cow and a horse for the people, the people will always remember him!

He who carves his name into stone rots earlier than the corpse;

As long as the spring breeze blows, there are green weeds everywhere.

If he lives, others can't live, his fate can be seen;

He lived for the better life of the majority, and the masses lifted him high, very high! ”

That's right, Fang Hongjian copied the famous lyric poem "Some People" written by Mr. Zang Kejia, the famous contemporary poet, editor-in-chief of "Poetry Magazine" and president of the Chinese Poetry Society, on the thirteenth anniversary of Mr. Lu Xun's death, but he reversed the order of the first two sentences to make it more in line with the scene at the moment.

After reading a poem, everyone applauded, it is estimated that if it weren't for being at the memorial service, someone would have applauded, and Shen Yi, who was red-faced and red-eared by sarcasm, glared at Fang Hong with hatred, and then turned around and fled.

The next day, anti-Japanese patriotic magazines and newspapers such as "Beidou" and "Literary Monthly" published Fang Hongji's poem "Some People" one after another, and praised this poem.

However, not everyone was satisfied with Hongji's performance this time, and the next night Matsushima Kaedeko frowned at him after being passionate with Fang Hongji, and said: "In the future, you should try not to say as much as possible about anti-Japanese remarks like "Some People", otherwise if you really anger any big person, even I won't be able to help you at that time." ”

"I just scolded a traitor, and I didn't scold you, what are the Japanese afraid of? Besides, don't talk about that Shen Yi, even if Su Xiwen, the backer behind him, comes, I will scold him. Fang Hong gradually replied disapprenously.

"You hate these people who do things for us?"

"Of course, I can even say that I hate these traitors more than you Japanese."

"And what do you think of us Japanese?" Matsushima Kaede asked curiously.

Fang Hong gradually thought for a moment, and then replied: "Well, the scope of the Japanese is too large, for example, a Japanese like Mr. Kobayashi Takiji is very respectable, but a beast like Gu Shoufu is punished by everyone." ”

Matsushima Kaedeko hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What about me?" ”

"You? I do not know. Maybe it's because I haven't seen you kill Chinese. Fang Hong's expression was complicated, he turned his head and said softly.

Speaking of this topic, the original charming and romantic atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and the two of them suddenly lost the nature of continuing to linger, so they all dressed silently, and finally Matsushima Kaedeko kissed Fang Hongji's face, and then said to himself: "Blame me for ruining the atmosphere today, go back and have a good rest, and I will try to give you a surprise when I'm not busy." ”

After coming out of the hotel, because he was in a bad mood, Fang Hongjian planned to drive around, but he was stopped after walking for a long time, and the Japanese military police and pseudo-police who blocked the road said that it was blocked here.

Just as Fang Hong was about to go back to Matsushima Kaedeko for help, an extremely enthusiastic voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Fang Sang, Fang Sang, what a coincidence, I can actually meet you here." ”

Fang Hong gradually looked back, it turned out to be the captain of the Kameda squad who gave him the tiger whip when he was injured in the previous paragraph, so he asked curiously: "Kameda-kun, what's going on?" ”

After Kameda's explanation, Fang Hongjian learned that there had been a shooting and assassination incident in the Qianjia Lane near here just now, and a Japanese gendarmerie commander had died. In order to arrest the murderer, the Japanese army blocked all the surroundings of Qianjia Lane, and the whole area stretched from Jisfeier Road in the east, Kaina Road (now Wuding Road) in the north, Yuyuan Road in the south, and Yidingpan Road (now Jiangsu Road) in the west, with a total area of more than 500 acres and nearly 10,000 residents.

The entire blockade was barbed with barbed wire, and all exits to residential buildings along the border were blocked. The Japanese military police and puppet police monitored day and night, forbidding anyone to pass through or transport food, and if discovered, they were severely beaten and detained, or shot or stabbed.

This humiliating, almost unbelievable sounding thing was a common occurrence in the occupied areas of Shanghai at that time, and it was not even the most tragic, as similar incidents occurred on Laobosheng Road and Taopeng Road in Hongkou, where the Japanese army became angry with the nearby shantytown residents and demolished all the thatched huts, leaving thousands of people homeless and sleeping in the snow and ice.

Although the blockade of the Japanese army was very strict, he naturally did not dare to stop Fang Hong, and even shouted to the surrounding Japanese army red deer and pseudo-police: "You remember, you must be respectful when you see Mr. Fang in the future." ”

PS: Kobayashi Takiji, one of the leaders of the Japanese proletarian literary movement, was tortured to death in 1933, and his masterpiece is "Crab Boat".

Gu Shoufu, one of the main culprits of the Nanjing Massacre.