Ren Lijuan never thought she would be so brave. She volunteered to help clean up the body of the male educated youth who had just failed to be rescued.
The half-worn towel with warm water slowly wiped the young face of the deceased.
Ren Lijuan tried to find the man's name in her memory with red eyes.
She clearly remembered that this male educated youth had joked with her during the day, and he had clearly introduced his name to her with a smile.
By the way, his name is Shi Zhongcheng.
Educated youth from Anhui Province.
He said Ren Lijuan looks very much like his cousin...
Lu Huilan leaned weakly against a few of her companions.
They had long forgotten the failure of the day's performance, and in the second half they also joined the ranks of reinforcing the levee.
Looking at the young people in the distance who were standing quietly with their eyes closed, Lu Huilan found that her eyesight was particularly disappointing. She suddenly felt that her singing seemed to be the most useless thing in the world.
Chu Miaohong was particularly afraid of the cold tonight. She didn't care about other people's eyes at all. She snuggled tightly in Zhang Hongcheng's coat in the dark, her eyes a little dull.
She felt very strange. She had clearly witnessed life and death outside the operating room in her previous life, but today she couldn't control her emotions.
Not to mention Chu Miaohong, Zhang Hongcheng also remained silent.
The comfortable life in Shanghai, the Flower City, almost made him forget too many truths.
Until Chu Miaohong moved gently in his arms and raised her head.
"Hongcheng, can you sing a song for me softly? I'm feeling really suffocated right now..."
Zhang Hongcheng held the beauty tighter in his arms and looked up at the moon in the cold night.
The last thing that caught his eye was the scene not far away where Ren Lijuan and others were still meticulously wiping the young people.
"I don't have the fragrance of flowers~~, I'm not as tall as trees~~, I'm just a little grass that no one knows."
Zhang Hongcheng's voice, hoarse like a broken gong, sounded softly on the embankment of the night sky.
The meaning was unexpectedly profound and profound.
"No loneliness, no worries. Look, my friends are all over the world~~~"
This song was released in 1984. Chu Miaohong had naturally heard it before, but she did not speak. She just quietly put her ear against his chest and listened to his singing and heartbeat.
People's attention gathered, especially the educated youth who were deeply touched by these two short lines of lyrics.
"Spring breeze, oh spring breeze, you make me green,"
"Sunshine, oh sunshine, you shine on me~~."
Chu Miaohong stretched out her hand in surprise and actually caught a drop of crystal that fell from Zhang Hongcheng's face.
"Rivers and mountains have nurtured me, and mother earth, you have embraced me tightly."
Zhang Hongcheng tried to look at Chu Miaohong with a smile, but he was choked up and could not sing it a second time.
How could he not know that this poem "Little Grass" is so relevant to the fate of young people of this era.
Although they are weak and lonely, they come from all corners of the world, but they are willing to gather together in obscurity to turn the desert into grassland without any regrets.
They are the first generation born and raised under the red flag in this new country.
"There is no fragrance of flowers~~~, no height of trees~~~,"
Zhang Hongcheng stopped singing, but a female educated youth who had been looking into the night suddenly started humming along.
The clear female voice echoed far away in the night.
Gradually, more and more female educated youth joined in the singing.
Most of them hugged their knees, looking at the night sky or looking towards their hometown, murmuring like a dream.
"Oh spring breeze, you blow everything green~~~."
The people here, especially the educated youth, couldn't help but humming in the middle of the night.
.......
Zhang Hongcheng was awakened by the sound of a gong.
An old man kept beating the gong: "Ice is coming up upstream~~!!!"
Boom~~.
The calm embankment suddenly became boiling with activity, and countless figures stood up and rushed to the front line.
The red flag was fluttering. A male educated youth whose voice was hoarse from singing last night was waving the red flag in his hand and shouting loudly.
"Comrades, for the sake of sacrifice comes great ambition, and we dare to change the sun and the moon into a new world~!!!"
“Charge~!!”
......
Kang Shumao put down the microphone silently.
His face didn't look good.
In just a few days, two songs spread throughout the flood-fighting front lines in Heilongjiang Province.
The already declining broadcasting system of the Department of Land Reclamation played an even greater role in this.
"For SHUI" and "Little Grass" have only been broadcast for less than three days, but they have even attracted the attention of Beijing.
The first song was directly adopted by the army, while the second song was spread extremely quickly in private.
Those young people, especially the educated youth, simply loved this song.
In Kang Shumao's own unit, he had heard no less than three people humming this song softly today alone.
Kang Shumao raised his head and looked out the window with a frown.
"All-rounder?"
"How can...?"
Kang Shumao could not accept this conclusion.
This has nothing to do with the dirty work between him and Zhang Hongcheng, but this conclusion is too bizarre and really goes against his cognition!
The momentary mistake and surprise did not dampen Kang Shumao's fighting spirit. Instead, he became more curious about the young man Zhang Hongcheng.
"Interesting, interesting!"
"If we don't put a bridle on a young man like this now, who knows if he'll be flying into the sky in two years!"
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