In 1949, when the founding ceremony was approaching, Zhu Guang had just stepped down from his post as mayor of Changchun City and was about to be transferred south to Guangzhou for a new post. His journey to the south is not only a job transfer, but also a journey carrying historical memories and revolutionary emotions.
The moment Zhu Guang stepped into Beijing, his heart was filled with stirring emotions. He set foot on this hot land, and his former comrades-in-arms, leaders, and the history carved by the years are waiting for him to review and remember.
First of all, Zhu Guang walked into the door of Commander-in-Chief Zhu's house. This old comrade-in-arms has already left a strong mark in the long river of revolution. In the years of Taihang Mountain, they fought side by side, survived difficulties together, and were like brothers.
The door opened, and Zhu Guang saw ***, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart. The leader of the revolution is now in front of his eyes. Zhu Guang couldn't help but excitedly think of the early years of the revolution, the stormy years, and those immortal oaths.
"Which one are you?".* was the first to speak, his voice full of concern for his old comrade.
Zhu Guang's heart was shocked, he knew that at this moment, what he was carrying was not only his mission, but also the expectations of thousands of comrades-in-arms. He bowed deeply and said, "Zhu Guang, who was the secretary of Commander-in-Chief Zhu and the secretary general of the Eighteenth Group Army. ”
At this special moment, he felt the weight of history and the weight of responsibility. He knew that his words and deeds represented those comrades-in-arms who sacrificed their lives for the revolutionary cause, and represented the red color of that era.
However, Zhu Guang was full of awe of ***, and although he knew that he was wrong, he still said solemnly: "Let's not talk about the script for the time being, this script should belong to me!."”
After hearing this, he immediately retorted: "Why should it belong to you?".Shakespeare was a great master of drama, and even Marx loved to read his books. I am a member of Marx's party, how can I compromise with you on the issue of ownership of Shakespeare's works!”
Zhu Guang straightened his waist and responded uncompromisingly*** As a veteran of the Southern Society, I have the right to decide the ownership of Shakespeare's plays!”
The young writers present watched intently at the heated debate between the two leaders, and their hearts were filled with admiration and emotion. **The confrontation with Zhu Guang allowed him to see the mind and talent of the leader, and also made him more firm in his beliefs.
After listening to Zhu Guang's words, he smiled slightly and asked, "As the patriarch of the Nanguo Society, do you still have the ability to interpret Shakespeare's plays?"”
Zhu Guang immediately showed a vivid monologue, articulate clearly, just with a thick Hakka accent.
Nodding: "Not bad, but the Chinese pronunciation needs to be strengthened." ”
"But my performance should be considered wonderful!Zhu Guang said confidently.
smiled: "When you perform "Othello", I will definitely come to the scene to learn something!."”
In this way, Zhu Guang skillfully divided each other's demeanor with the books and posts given to *** by young writers in Shanghai.
On the evening of May 1, 1938, there was a burst of laughter from a neat cave where the wedding of Zhu Guang and Yu Xiu was taking place.
Despite the difficult material conditions at the time, there was an unusually warm atmosphere in the cave. Just as everyone was cheering for the happiness of Zhu Guang and Yu Xiu, the secretary general of the Communist Party of China and the deputy director of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee announced loudly as the officiant: "The marriage of Zhu Guang and Yu Xiu was personally reviewed and approved by me. I have a good eye, and this pair of talented and beautiful women is really a rare ......”
However, in one sentence of ***, the entire cave seemed to become quiet. ** extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said in a deep tone: "Comrade Fuchun, I still have to carefully examine ......."”
Zhu Guang immediately stood up: "* This is an innocent story, there is no deception, and there is no rhetoric. ”
Turning his head to look at Zhu Guang: "Zhu Guang, how did you cheat this delicate wife back from Hong Kong?"”
Zhu Guang smiled and said lightly: "* This is a love story full of legends. ”
He began to talk about his first acquaintance with Yu Xiu and the reason for their reunion in Yan'an. Listening to Zhu Guang's narration, ** couldn't help but smile approvingly: "This is really a thousand miles away!."”
Subsequently, Zhu Guang was recommended to go to the anti-Japanese front line in Taihang Mountain to serve as the secretary of the commander-in-chief, and at the same time as the secretary general of the headquarters. Since then, Zhu Guang has devoted himself to the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression and has been fighting until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.
At the end of September 1949, Zhu Guang received a notice to be transferred to Guangzhou. Before leaving, he decided to go to Beijing to visit his comrades-in-arms and leaders, which led to a series of interesting scenes.
When he sees ***, he humorously asks, "Which one are you?".”
"I, Zhu Guang. ”
Zhu Guang's answer caused *** to laugh, and then *** asked again: "Okay, Zhu Guang, do you remember me?"”
"Of course, remember, you are a great person who is famous in China and abroad. ”
"Then why did you come to see Commander-in-Chief Zhu instead of me?Aren't you afraid that I'll forget you?*Asked again.
Zhu Guang replied: "Because I and Commander-in-Chief Zhu are the same surname, the same clan, and the same faction. ”
"Since you cut me out, aren't you afraid that I will see me?”
"You won't forget my Zhu Guang, because I haven't performed Othello for you yet!”
This conversation made *** and ** marshal smile from ear to ear.
After some reminiscences, ** invited Zhu Guang to his study as a guest. Zhu Guang saw that the room was stuffed with books, and he couldn't hide his envy.
looked at Zhu Guang and asked with a smile: "Zhu Guang, which book are you going to snatch from me this time?"”
Zhu Guang hurriedly replied: "How dare you, how dare you." ”
After a cordial exchange, ** wrote a poem "Long March" for Zhu Guang personally. This poetry is profound, and the words are full of encouragement and expectations for Zhu Guang. **'s poems are regarded as treasures by Zhu Guang and are hidden deep in his heart.
In the years that followed, Zhu Guang held a leading position in Guangzhou for 13 years, and he made outstanding political achievements, was honest and honest, was willing to serve the people, and made outstanding work and practical deeds for the people of Guangzhou. **I have always been aware of Zhu Guang's work and have praised his performance.
One day, ** inspected Guangzhou, and Zhu Guang personally greeted him. **When I saw Zhu Guang, I happily shook his hand, and then asked, "How old are you this year?"”
"It's forty-seven. Zhu Guang replied.
After hearing this, he nodded with a smile and praised: "It's still young and promising, and it has a great future!"”
However, the arrangement of fate always rushes by. On March 9, 1969, Zhu Guang passed away in Hefei. His life was full of struggle and hard work, and he made unremitting efforts for the cause of the country and the people, leaving an eternal brilliance.
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