Plane Small Bookstore [System]

When Lin Qiaosheng returned home, he didn't even bother to eat, so he took out the two books from the cloth bag first.

He cherished and fondled the smooth book cover, sniffed the faint scent of ink, and was so happy that he wished he could sing a song.

He couldn't wait to open "Wukong Biography", and continued reading with relish.

When the sun went down, the room gradually darkened, and the handwriting on the page could no longer be read.He quickly put down the book, lit the kerosene lamp on the table, and continued to read.

From this point of view, the sky is bright.

When he closed the last page of the book with tears streaming down his face and heard the rooster crowing outside the house, he suddenly realized that he had read the book all night.

Although this book is not a rough book, he read it very slowly, very slowly.Every sentence should be read carefully.

He had never seen such a story.

Such a deviant and subversive tradition, but after reading it, it can arouse resentment and passion in the heart.

Tang Seng, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Drifting Monk, Bailongma, these characters that appeared in "Journey to the West", the author conducted a second analysis and reshaped the characters with more flesh and blood.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "Tragedy destroys the valuable things in life for others to see, and comedy tears up the worthless things for others to see."

And this story is undoubtedly a complete tragedy.

The protagonist who pursues freedom is always played by the gods and Buddhas who control his destiny, and finally ushers in the end of destruction.

But can it be said that they failed?

No, they awakened, they resisted, even if they failed in the end, they are still heroes!To borrow a sentence from Monkey King in the article: "I have been to this world, I have fought hard, I have loved deeply, and I don't care about the ending."

"I want this sky to keep my eyes covered, this earth to hide my heart, all living beings to understand my intentions, and all Buddhas to disappear in smoke!" 』

This is a sentence Tang Seng said in the article. Now that I think about it, I still have the aftertaste of the blood surging in my heart.He has never heard such words, brave, heroic, arrogant, arrogant, but hearing such words in his ears and in his heart, it makes people feel like drinking a bowl of ice water in the dog days, happy!

Unexpectedly, a monkey figure in a red robe suddenly appeared in his mind.He clenched the golden cudgel tightly in his hand, leaving the world with an aloof and unrestrained, unrestrained back.

Those sanctimonious gods and Buddhas trembled under his prestige.

"At that moment, the dark sky was suddenly pierced by a huge lightning bolt. Monkey King jumped up and pointed the golden cudgel straight at the sky, "Come on!" Years later, it is still frozen in legend. 』

So, as the author said at the beginning, from now on, people will remember that name—Sun Wukong, Monkey King!

This story, placed in the context of today's era, is even more ironic and educational.

In his opinion, the ugly, ferocious, arrogant gods and Buddhas symbolize the evil imperialism represented by Japan, and the magic spell of Monkey King represents the reactionary, dark and conservative feudal forces in the country. These brave beings represented by Sun Wukong who fight for freedom, for love and destiny are all evocative revolutionaries!They represent the Chinese people who will never admit defeat!

Nanjing is gone!But the Chinese are still there!China is not dead yet!

The country is currently poor and weak, and is losing ground in the war with Japan. He believes that the country has lost a part of the spirit of Monkey King-fighting against the sky, fighting against the earth, fighting this unfair world to the end, and putting everything together. The decadent, declining and dark classes and forces are smashed to pieces with a golden cudgel!And this kind of fighting spirit is what the numb Chinese people need most!

He cast his eyes on the author's name on the cover of the book again: where is it now.I don't know which gentleman's pen name this is, and I don't know if this book has been published in China.

If Mr. Lu Xun is still alive, he will be happy to read this book.The revolutionary spirit of fighting to the end against all decadent and declining classes embodied in this book has always been the most admired by Mr. Wang.

"Overseas Chinese student." Lin Zian, who lived next door, knocked on his door, "Let's go eat."

Hearing the word rice, Lin Qiaosheng's stomach started to growl. He not only didn't eat lunch yesterday, he didn't even eat dinner!

He thinks he could eat a cow right now!

When he opened the door, Lin Zian looked at Lin Qiaosheng's red and swollen eyes and haggard face in surprise: "What's the matter?" Thinking that yesterday was the day when Lin Qiaosheng went to the post office to send home letters, his complexion changed, and his voice became a little more Carefully, "It's at home... Has something happened?"

Lin Qiaosheng shook his head. He raised the "Wukong Biography" in his hand, his eyes were red, and his voice was completely opposite to his expression: "Zian, you really want to read this book!"

Lin Zian took the book suspiciously, and read the title softly: "The Legend of Wukong?" He seemed to understand something, "Don't tell me you haven't slept all night, just read this book?"

Lin Qiaosheng nodded disapprovingly.

"You're crazy!" Lin Zian glared at him, "How are you going to settle accounts today? Do you want to be kicked out by your boss?"

Lin Qiaosheng was so hungry that he couldn't help but said repeatedly: "Good Zi'an, let's go eat quickly, and talk while we eat!"

So the two sat down at a steamed stuffed bun shop, and Lin Qiaosheng ordered a drawer of steamed stuffed buns, and while gobbling them, told Lin Zian about his experience yesterday.

"How the Steel Was Tempered!" Lin Zian grabbed Lin Qiaosheng's arm and asked excitedly, "Is it the one written by the Soviet writer Ostrovsky?"

It seems... is that the name?

Because the name was too long and it was a foreigner's name, Lin Qiaosheng couldn't remember it well.He just remembered that it was written by Oshesky.

So in response to Lin Zian's questioning, he nodded hesitantly: "It seems...is that the name? Have you seen it?"

Lin Zian rolled his eyes helplessly, "I really want to read it. This is a new book that was published four years ago. Currently, there are only English and Russian versions, and I can't understand it." Speaking of this, his expression Began to become suspicious, "I haven't heard that this book has been translated into Chinese. Isn't your book a fake?"

Lin Qiaosheng said vaguely: "The book is in my room anyway, we'll go and read it when I get off work."

Lin Zi'an thought about it for the same reason.After dinner, he bid farewell to Lin Qiaosheng and went to work in a nearby steel factory.

Unlike Lin Qiaosheng, who had to support his family, his parents were all dead, and he did not marry a wife and have children. The real family is full and the whole family is not hungry.Therefore, he usually lives relatively well-off, which can support his extravagant hobby of reading.

He heard about the book "How Steel Was Tempered" from his good friend Sun Zhenfu.Sun Zhenfu is the backbone of the Communist Party of Malaysia. He not only often communicates with the general branch of the party in China, but also went to the Soviet Union to report to the Communist International some time ago!

Influenced by his friends, Lin Zian himself has a good impression of the Communist Party.In his view, the Communist Party is the party that belongs to their workers and always represents the interests of the working people.Only under the leadership of such a party can China become a great country like the Soviet Union!

According to Zhenfu, the streets and alleys of the Soviet Union are reading "How the Steel Was Tempered"!This book tells the story of how a proletarian revolutionary fighter builds socialism.At that time, Zhenfu regretted that there were no translations in China, and his Russian was not good, so he was always looking forward to the original text.Since then, he has been paying attention to this book, and the fragments in the book that Zhenfu revealed made his imagination run wild and excited.There may be a translation of this book now, but this unconfirmed news made him restless, and he wished he could go to Lin Qiaosheng's house immediately to see what happened!

He sat in the dim workshop, looked at the bright sun outside the window, and wished that time would pass quickly.

When he got off work at noon, he ran towards Lin Qiaosheng's house without even thinking about eating.

The door of the room was not locked, so he opened the door and looked, and saw Lin Qiaosheng lying on the bed screaming loudly, with a few books on the desk beside him.

He walked to the table in two steps in three steps, and the bright characters of "How the Steel Was Tempered" almost immediately entered his eyes.He immediately opened the book and read it.

"All those who come to my house to make up exams before the festival, stand up for me!" The fat priest with a loose face, wearing a robe and a heavy cross around his neck, stared at the whole class aggressively.Six students stood up in response, four boys and two girls.Father Vasily's two small eyes gleamed fiercely, and under the glare of the fierce light, the children were terrified...』

So this story belonging to Paul Korchagin, which belonged to that passionate era, slowly opened in front of this hungry and thirsty young communist.

He looked at the book, sometimes resentful, sometimes sad, sometimes rejoicing, and sometimes thoughtful.His right hand can't help clenched into a fist, and his whole heart is touched by the protagonist Paul Kochagin.

When he saw that Paul Kochakin was imprisoned for saving the Red Army Zhu Helai, his heart suddenly tugged, and when he was about to continue watching nervously, Lin Qiaosheng's sleepy hoarse voice came from behind him. Voice: "Zian? Why are you here? What time is it?"

Lin Zian woke up like a dream!He opened the door and looked out of the house, only to see that the sun had moved westward, and it was obviously past the time for work in the afternoon!

"Damn it! I fell asleep!" Lin Qiaosheng put on his clothes and ran outside, "You didn't even call me!"

"Wait!" Lin Zian stopped him, and said in a bachelor way: "It's already late anyway! Why don't you take me to the bookstore you went to yesterday."

Although he hasn't finished reading it yet, he has been able to confirm that this is a genuine translation of "How the Steel Was Tempered"!A good work itself is the most authentic evidence!

Lin Qiaosheng paused, looked at him in disbelief, and shouted, "You're crazy! Do you want us to be fired!"

Lin Zian talked badly, but Lin Qiaosheng reluctantly agreed.

Standing in front of the bookstore, looking at the word "enlightened" on the signboard, Lin Zian couldn't help clapping his hands and praised: "Enlightened, what a name! At present, not only the country, but also the people need to be enlightened."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Qiaosheng pushed him, "Hurry up and go in!"

When Lin Zian walked into the bookstore, the first thing that caught his eyes was not the boss, nor the decorations in the store, but rows and rows of books!He took a deep breath, his lungs filled with the strong smell of books.

He looked at those books longingly, like a beggar staring at a king.

"Boss!" Lin Qiaosheng asked hastily, "Do you still have the "How the Steel Is Made" that you sold me yesterday? I want to buy another one!"

Only then did Lin Zian see the boss sitting at the counter.He wears gold-rimmed glasses, has a gentle and delicate appearance, and is dressed in a long gown. At first glance, he can be seen as a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books.Almost immediately, Lin Zian fell in love with the boss here.

Probably because he didn't go to school much and didn't have any ink in his stomach, Lin Zian had a natural awe and longing for scholars like the boss, and he added cautiously: "I want to buy it, I I really like "How the Steel Was Tempered", and I didn't expect it to be published in Chinese, which is really surprising."

The boss smiled and nodded, "This is indeed a good book." He left the counter, took out a book from the shelf beside him and handed it to Lin Zian.

Lin Zian couldn't put it down and immediately held it in his hand: "Excuse me, how much is it?"

"Two dollars," said the boss.

For such a thick book, this price is considered to be of high quality and low price!

Overjoyed, Lin Zian took out money from the inner pocket of his clothes and handed it to the boss.

"Thank you for your patronage." The boss stuffed the money into the drawer of the counter casually, and asked Lin Qiaosheng casually, "What do you think of the book I sold to you yesterday?"

Hearing this question, Lin Qiaosheng, who was still in a hurry to leave, suddenly started talking to the boss with bright eyes.Lin Zian listened patiently.

He listened to the endless praises from his fellow countryman, including Monkey King who fought for freedom and self; Tang Monk who fought against fate and spoke arrogant words; Zhu Bajie, who is suffering from being a pig fetus, is sober and alive; the Drifting Monk who spent 500 years sticking back the glazed cup but was smashed by the queen mother... These various and deviant characters made him admire and regret.

The boss also smiled reminiscently: "I was only a teenager when I first read this book. This book had a huge influence on me when I was young. It gave me a kind of courage to fight against the whole world. Although thousands of Thousands of people, I will go. This is the courage I feel from this book."

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!" Lin Qiaosheng chewed on this sentence carefully, nodded and said, "That's a good point! When Monkey King went to make trouble in the sky, he showed such courage!"

"In my hometown, someone created this passage based on the story of Monkey King making trouble in the sky in "The Legend of Wukong."

The boss raised his head slightly, and his voice was clear and powerful, with a pleasant rhythm of ups and downs: "Great Sage, what do you want to do?"

"Tread the southern sky and shatter Lingxiao."

"If you never come back..."

"It will never come back!"

After finishing the sentence, the whole bookstore fell into a long silence.

Lin Qiaosheng's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't speak, his heart tossed and passed the last sentence in his mind countless times, and every time he tossed and turned, his heart became hotter.

Although Lin Zian has never watched "The Legend of Wukong", but from the two lines of dialogue, he can already see how heroic and free-spirited Sun Wukong is!

"It's a good one, if you don't come back, you won't go back!" Lin Zian applauded and said, "Boss, give me a copy of "The Legend of Wukong" too!"

So the boss smiled and took out a book from the bookcase and handed it to him, "This one is also two yuan."

Lin Zian quickly checked out.

In just a few minutes, he spilled four yuan, which was equivalent to his food expenses for a week.But he didn't feel distressed.

In fact, he could borrow Lin Qiaosheng's book to read, and it would be a waste for him to buy another one like this.But he just wanted to buy it.Books like this should be bought and treasured!

Seeing that the sun was getting more and more partial, although the two of them had thousands of words in their hearts, they didn't bother to say much at this time, and left in a hurry after exchanging a few pleasantries.

Back in the factory, Lin Zi'an was scolded by the foreman as a matter of course, and then his wages were deducted once.

This did not dampen his good mood.When he thought of the books in the cloth bag, his heart felt happy.For him, spiritual food is more important than physical food.

It was already late after work, he hugged the cloth bag containing the books tightly, ran past the food shop without looking sideways, and rushed home excitedly.

When he got home, he quickly lit the kerosene lamp, and with the dim light, he began to read the book "How the Steel Was Tempered" which he hadn't finished.

The book was very long, and it took him three or four days to finish it.But this book is very short, after he finished it, he still felt unsatisfied, with an inexplicable feeling lingering in his heart.

Facing the trials and tortures again and again in his life, Paul Korchagin has always overcome them one by one with a tenacious will of steel. Anything that doesn't let him down will make him stronger!He is a true proletarian revolutionary fighter!

"The most precious thing for a person is life, and life belongs to a person only once. A person's life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret for wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of doing nothing ; so that, on his deathbed, he could say: "My whole life and all my energies have been devoted to the noblest cause in the world - to the struggle for the emancipation of man. "" Lin Zian repeated this sentence repeatedly, and every word and sentence was deeply engraved in his heart, which made him ashamed and made him forge ahead!

He had never felt for such a moment that his life was wasted.The reason why the Communist Party of the Soviet Union was able to overthrow the decadent and declining tsarist rule and establish a great Soviet regime was due to the brave, loyal and steel-like Communists like Paul Korchagin.

Paul participated in the revolution at the age of 16 and fought for the liberation of the country and the freedom and equality of the people all his life.And him?He is 20 years old this year, already an adult, but he is still just an ordinary worker.

He has never done anything for the party or the country!

Now the Japanese invaders are pressing on every step of the way, and the country is at stake.But he hid in the safe Malaysia, thinking that by shouting a few slogans and donating some money, he would fight against Japan and save the country.

No!This is not anti-Japanese!Nor is it saving the country!

He's going to the front!Go where the people need him most!

Just like Monkey King, if you go and never come back, you never go back!

He wants, no, he must dedicate his life to his motherland!

The author has something to say:

"How the Steel Was Tempered" was published in 1933, and it was 1941 that a domestic translation was available.

And for the needs of the plot, you all assume that the book in the article does not have the author's preface, preface, etc. Otherwise, Le Jing really can't explain to the readers of the Republic of China the Spring Festival Gala, TV and other things mentioned in the preface of "Wukong Biography". _(:з"∠)_

I read the book "Steel" in sixth grade, um, I read it several times.How should I put it, it is not suitable for children to read [Loudly] I felt that the revolution was terrifying after reading it. Not only could I not find a girlfriend, but I was also disabled all over the body (…) Judging from the background of the current era, the political propaganda of this book The meaning is too strong, but at that time, this book did play a great role in inspiring a generation of Communists.