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Volume 1: On the Songhua River Part 1: On the Songhua River Chapter 1: Tangjia Wopu

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    Introduction to the story of Songhua River

    People often say: "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky." In fact, the water of the Songhua River is worthy of saying that it comes from the sky.  Songhua River is the translation of the Manchu "Songaliwula", which means "Tianhe".  Comparing the Songhua River to the Tianhe River falling from the sky to the earth summarizes its vastness, length, richness, beauty and magical scenery. Its implications are far-reaching and fascinating.

    Songhua River is the largest tributary of Heilongjiang.  With a total length of 1,900 kilometers and a drainage area of ??545,600 square kilometers, it exceeds the Pearl River Basin and accounts for 69.32% of the total area of ??the three northeastern provinces.  The total runoff volume is 75.9 billion cubic meters, exceeding the total runoff volume of the Yellow River.  The Songhua River basin has overlapping mountains and is covered with virgin forests. The timber accumulated in the Greater Khingan Range, Lesser Khingan Range, Changbai Mountain and other mountains totals one billion cubic meters, making it the largest forest area in China.  Mineral reserves are also extremely rich. In addition to the main coal, there are also gold, copper, iron, etc.

    Everyone knows that pine trees only produce pine cones and pine seeds, but do not bloom.  So, where did the name Songhua River come from?

    I heard from an old man who cut trees in the mountains that the pine trees were in bloom earlier, but later they were borrowed.

    A long time ago, the Heilongjiang area was surrounded by mountains and rivers, with lush trees and sparsely populated areas.  At that time, the Xing'an Mountains and Changbai Mountains were connected, with criss-crossing rivers and lakes leading directly to the sea.  There are huge waves everywhere.  In this vast expanse of water, there is a large lake full of lotus flowers, called Lotus Lake.  Regardless of winter or summer, the lake is always covered with lotus leaves, including pink lotus, white lotus, and calla lily, which are colorful and bloom all year round.  Under the lotus leaves, groups of fish and clams swim freely, and each clam shell contains a shining night pearl.  On a starry night, there are thousands of auspicious auras and rays of light in the sky and earth, and the entire lake is like a "treasure bowl."

    But in this geomantic treasure land, at some point, an evil dragon with white wings and white scales broke in. Its nickname was "Little White Dragon".  At first it hid at the bottom of the lake and made no sound.  Later, he became more and more unruly, stirring up rivers and seas at every turn, turning the clear blue water of the lake upside down. Finally, the lotus withered, the fish disappeared, the clams closed their mouths, and the night pearls no longer shone brightly.  A lake of clear water instantly turned into smelly stagnant water.

    Sometimes, as soon as the little white dragon "explodes its wings", the flood will immediately roll in, the sky will be dark and the earth will be dark, and places hundreds of miles around will be affected, but there will be no relief.  The little white dragon did evil things and angered the old dragon king of the East China Sea, so he sent a big black dragon with black wings and black scales to subdue the little white dragon.

    For the first time, the big black dragon despised the little white dragon.  It moves the wind and rain all the way, and comes menacingly.  On the way, he deliberately shook the chains used to bind the little white dragon. This shake caused lightning and thunder.  When the little white dragon knew that the enemy was coming, he quickly ate and drank enough and hid in the dark.  The big black dragon is bold and brave, and even after being noisy for a long time on the Lotus Lake, there is no sign of the little white dragon.  When the big black dragon was tired and tired, the little white dragon jumped up fiercely and easily drove the big black dragon back to Sanjiangkou.

    The second time, the big black dragon walked along the bottom of the river.  But no matter where it swam, the water was dyed pitch black, and the little white dragon learned the news, and this time it returned defeated.  The big black dragon knows the reason for its failure. It must hide itself well in order to win.

    The next summer, the ground was covered with pine flowers, and it was pure white.  Some flowers fell on the water, covering the rivers and lakes.  The big black dragon was inspired by this, so he borrowed pine flowers and went to Changbai Mountain and Xing'an Mountains. He tried his best to knock the pine flowers to the ground. The tornado swept away the pine flowers and filled the river, and the water immediately turned white.  The big black dragon recharged his energy, secretly came to Lotus Lake, and fought for three days and three nights to surrender the little white dragon.

    "It's a pity that the little white dragon didn't lock it tightly and turned south from Donghaikou and fled to what is now Xingkai Lake. The big black dragon turned all the rivers into three major rivers, which are today's Heilongjiang, Wusuli River and Songhua River.  The Lotus Lake later became less and less watery, and became the half-moon-shaped Wudalian Lake.  Daxinganling and Changbai Mountain are also separated, with one in the south and one in the north.

    Since then, the pine trees have stopped blooming.  In order to commemorate the achievements of the Big Black Dragon and the contribution of the Songhua River, the river was called the Songhua River.

    Chapter 1 Tangjia Wopu

    The heavy smoke and snow that had fallen for three days and three nights finally stopped. God is not crazy about drinking wine. This year¡¯s snow is heavier than in previous years. The ancient land of Kanto is covered with thick white snow. The snow on the flat ground reaches the knees, and the wind leeward  The snow in the ditch can be empty.  The sky is clear, and the gushing sun jumps out of the horizon, reflecting the white snow in the eyes. The frozen Songhua River is as silent as ever, revealing the eternal vastness, and like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, remembering the history of this land.  Pain and joy, no wind, a rare good weather.

    Along the river to the east, there are continuous mountains. As far as the eye can see, there are dense and green pine forests. Here and there, there are a few graceful white birch trees, silently thinking about their thoughts. If the green pine trees are stalwart young people,  The white birch tree is a beautiful girl, demurely leaning on herNestle next to Qingsong.  The white snow and green pines stand out against each other, under the icy blue sky, like an ink painting spread out on the land of Guandong, revealing primitive and simple beauty.

    The mountain road was winding, and after walking for more than ten miles through knee-deep snow, a village appeared in front of us. White snow covered the roofs of every household. The morning smoke rose faintly, like clouds and fog, covering the sky over the village, revealing tranquility and serenity.  .

    This is the Tangjia Wopu, with more than a hundred households, which is considered a relatively large village within a radius of dozens of miles. In the Northeast, most of the villages are named after their surnames. In the early years, people with the Tang surname who came from Shandong to Guandong  The two brothers came here to open up wasteland and farm, fish in the mountains, dig medicine and cut firewood. The vast land of Guandong is sparsely populated and fertile. Wild animals can be seen everywhere on the mountains. The woods are full of mountain products.  There are plump and fresh fish in the river. As long as you are willing to endure hardships and work hard, you will not be hungry. The two brothers built a den and settled here, so they called it Tang's den.  Later, fellow villagers, relatives, and friends came to seek refuge one after another, and the number of people increased. They felled trees, built houses, married wives, and had children. After more than a hundred years of reproduction and reproduction, the current large villages were formed. Of course, not all the people living in the villages were  It's a family with the surname Tang, but people with the surname Tang still make up the majority.

    It was the winter of 1932. More than a year had passed since the "September 18" incident. The rumble of gunfire in Fengtian City had long gone. The former Marshal's Mansion was hung with a sun flag, like a piece of dog skin plaster, stuck to the white  On paper, it looks unpleasant.  During the vigorous Jiangqiao War of Resistance, the heroic Heilongjiang defenders, led by General Ma Zhanshan, fought back against an enemy several times their own, killing and wounding more than 6,000 Japanese and puppet troops. This was the first time that the Japanese army had been attacked since the "September 18th" Incident.  The heavy setback greatly dampened the arrogance of the Japanese invading army and slowed down its pace of aggression. However, the Nationalist Government sat idly by and did not send reinforcements. Ma Zhanshan fought alone, unable to support himself. The blood of the heroic soldiers dyed the vast white snow red.  , scattered on the black soil, but the Japanese continued to send more reinforcements and entered the battle with their main divisions. They resisted for many days, but ended in failure because they were outnumbered.  The heroic souls of the martyrs turned into mist and blended into the blue sky, guarding this black land.  When the heroes are gone, how many people can remember their presence and tragic stories.

    Marshal Zhang's hundreds of thousands of Northeastern troops held guns like fire sticks. Hundreds of thousands of people didn't even fart. They were chased by more than 20,000 little devils like rabbits.  They ran away to Guanli, and the beautiful and rich great rivers and mountains, the white mountains and black waters, the fertile land of Guandong for thousands of miles, millions of people and their ancestral family properties were just lost.

    The Japanese invaders occupied this land and occupied the three eastern provinces.  The country has been destroyed by mountains and rivers. Since ancient times, people who have entered the Guandong have some characteristics in their bones that are unwilling to be at the mercy of fate. The people living on the black soil of the Northeast do not lack toughness and bloodiness. The country has been lost and aliens have invaded. In the Chinese nation  In the years of deep suffering, heroes are destined to be born, leading the bloody children who are unwilling to be oppressed and enslaved by foreign nations, and writing a history of resistance. This is the era of heroes!

    It has been more than a year since Tang Qiuli came to this world after his rebirth.  The memory of the past life has not been forgotten at all. Every bit of it is vivid in my mind.

    In his previous life, Tang Qiuli was a commander of the "Langya" special forces of the People's Liberation Army, with the rank of colonel. He was at the regimental level before he was thirty years old, which is rare in the army. He led the team to participate in many special operations.  Mission, experienced in hundreds of battles, rich in experience, is an iron-blooded soldier who has experienced blood and fire.  I am an only child in my family. My father is a general who is strict and stern. He has accompanied my growth with a different kind of kindness. From the time I can remember, my father has required me to follow the standards of a soldier. When I walk, I must hold my chest up, my head up, and my eyes looking forward.  , speak concisely and clearly. It seems that my father regards me as one of his soldiers. He never lets me sit in his car. Since I was ten years old, I have been doing five-kilometer cross-country trips every morning without interruption. My mother is a university student.  Professor, I inherited all the advantages of my mother, kindness, tolerance, understanding and erudition.  In the year after I graduated from college, I entered the military camp with endless yearning for a military career.  Maybe it was my father's words that deeply influenced me: "If a man has no military experience, his bones will lack the proper calcium." This made me crazy about the army and soldiers.  I am proficient in Chinese martial arts. When I was young, I studied under a Master of Natural Gate and practiced Natural Gate exercises. I have profound internal strength. After a few years in the army, I was admitted to the National Defense University for a master's degree, majoring in battle command and special operations theory. I have  Good language talent, proficient in Japanese and English. To be honest, learning Japanese is to understand the crazy people on that island country. Apart from AV, actresses and caesarean section, what else is in their hearts? In my spare time, I am interested in  I am particularly interested in studying the history of war, especially the history of the War of Resistance. I often imagine, what would I have done if I had been born in that era?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: A good education coupled with the nurturing family environment, elegant bookishness and the temperament of an iron-blooded soldier, formed my unique charm. I can¡¯t stand out even if I walk inOn the street, the attention is quite high, and I have a special reputation. An advertising company once asked me to endorse a men's health product. The conditions were quite attractive. Of course I refused, because I was afraid of my father. If I accepted,  If his old man finds out, I'm afraid I will die miserably. Besides, it is not suitable for my status as a soldier. I am a very disciplined person, but I still feel a pity in my heart. That is a lot of money!  Life is beautiful, the future is unlimited, I cheer for my brilliant youth!
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