"Mr. Zhou!"

Fourteen young pilots, all about 20 years old, saluted with a vigorous spirit.

Zhou Hexuan walked over to shake hands and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, let's introduce ourselves, I will often come here to play when I have time in the future." ”

"Mr. Zhou, my name is Chen Guimin."

"My name is Li Nianzu."

"My name is Peng Xingbang."

"My name is Lin Yao."

"My name is Huang Dongquan."

"My name is ......"

The young people were very excited to see Zhou Hexuan, they had just graduated from Kunming Aviation School, and they were still at an age when their ideals were above all else, and they especially admired Zhou Hexuan, a patriotic writer.

Lin Yao took out a package, handed it to Zhou Hexuan and said, "Mr. Zhou, this is a gift from Brother Liang and Sister Lin. ”

Zhou Hexuan opened the package and looked, but it was a pair of Mi Fu's calligraphy and paintings, he hurriedly said: "This gift is very valuable, thank you Mr. Liang and Mr. Lin for me." ”

Lin Yao said with a smile: "This calligraphy and painting was accidentally discovered in the local area during their inspection of the ancient buildings of Chuankang last year, and the price is very cheap. ”

Zhou Hexuan put away the calligraphy and paintings and asked, "Will you all be stationed in Chongqing in the future?" ”

Li Nianzu said: "Our batch graduated ahead of schedule, the consumption of air force pilots is too serious, and the air battle in Chongqing is the most intense, so nearly half of them are assigned to Chongqing." ”

"Well, I'll donate as many planes as I can to you." Zhou Hexuan said with emotion.

Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin are the older brothers and sisters of these pilots, as well as their parents.

When the two moved from Changsha to Kunming, Lin Hui had a fever of 40 degrees on the way, and there were children and the elderly around him. They looked for hotels along the streets, but the situation was miserable when there were refugees everywhere, there was not even a single bed, and it rained heavily at night.

Just when they were cornered, the beautiful sound of a violin suddenly came from the rainy night.

Liang Sicheng followed the music to find an inn, ran to the room where someone was playing the piano and knocked on the door, and inside was a group of young people wearing the uniforms of Air Force cadets. These young people took in Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin's family, and they can even be said to be Lin Huiyin's life-saving benefactors, otherwise Lin Huiyin, who had a high fever of 40 degrees, would have no place to live in the rainy night, and he would probably be critically ill.

What's even more coincidental is that they all went to Kunming, Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin went to the Southwest Associated University, and the Air Force cadets went to the Kunming Aviation School.

As long as Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin are in Kunming, these aviation school students will inevitably go to Liang's house every weekend to play and often participate in the literary salons organized by Lin Huiyin. At this time, the salon rarely talked about literature, but talked about the situation of the Anti-Japanese War and the anti-Japanese heroes, because there were Air Force cadets, and they were talking about the Air Force heroes at most.

These aviation school students are far away from their hometowns, and they tell Lin Huiyin about any grievances and difficulties, and Lin Huiyin often takes them to outings, swimming, singing, and playing the piano, almost like family members, and even Lin Huiyin sent his younger brother to the aviation school.

Not long ago, when these aviation school students graduated, because they had no relatives in Kunming, they simply invited Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin to be honorary extensions, attend the graduation ceremony and deliver speeches. When they left Kunming, the contact information of their relatives was also the address of the Liang family.

The tragedy had just begun, and in the years that followed, Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin continued to receive death notices and relics, including Lin Huiyin's own brother. The first sacrifice was Chen Guimin, and the last sacrifice was Lin Yao, every time the death notice was sent, Lin Huiyin had to cry.

Liang Sicheng is even more sad, because every time he goes to collect the corpse as a parent, many pilots have mutilated bodies after death, and it is more difficult to let go of them than simply receiving a death notice.

Lin Huiyin's younger pilots all died during the Anti-Japanese War, and none of them survived. That is to say, these young people standing in front of Zhou Hexuan are all future anti-Japanese martyrs!

In this context, if we read Lin Huiyin's poem "Crying Third Brother Heng" again, we can better understand her grief. She wrote poems in mourning not only for her own brothers, but also for so many "brothers", and so many "brothers" had these verses: You have given all you have, and you have given your lives as well as your brothers who have gone...... You give so much, for whom? Do you believe that the happiness of many people in China in the future will be more important than yourself in front of you...... I understand exactly why I'm crying for you / Just because you're a child and have nothing for yourself......

"Have you already gone to the army to report?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

Chen Guimin said: "We have already gone, and our boss has given us three days off to play casually in Chongqing." ”

Peng Xingbang added: "In fact, it is useless to stay in the army, there are not enough planes, and we can't touch the planes in line for several days, so we have to wait for the next batch of Soviet planes to be transported to Chongqing." ”

"Then I'll take you to play for three days," Zhou Hexuan shouted to the study, "Xiaolin, come out quickly!" ”

Lin Guoda took a copy of "Warring States Policy" and quickly ran to the living room to ask, "Teacher, what do you call me?" ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "Don't read books these days, have fun with everyone." ”

"Really?" Lin Guoda was overjoyed.

Liang Sicheng and Lin Hui into's pilots sent valuable calligraphy and paintings for only one purpose, that is, to ask Zhou Hexuan to take care of their "younger brother". Zhou Hexuan is a person who understands, whether it is public or private, he has to take care of one or two. But he doesn't have enough time, so he can accompany the young people for a day, and let Lin Guoda be responsible for the rest of the time.

Just as everyone was leaving, the blind Ah Bing happened to be going out.

Zhou Hexuan shouted: "Ah Bing, don't go to the street to sing songs today, play around with us." ”

"It's fine." Ah Bing said with a grin.

Everyone boarded the Xiaojiang boat and enjoyed the coastal scenery all the way, and Ah Bing also pulled up the erhu very wisely. It's not "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", that's too sad, he played the original track "Listening to Song", borrowing things to praise the national hero Yue Fei, and at the same time inspire the anti-Japanese spirit of the Chinese people.

The whole song is heroic and powerful, Huang Dongquan exclaimed after listening to it: "What kind of song is this?" Listening to my blood boils! ”

Ah Bing replied: ""Listening to Song", it is Yue Fei who plays the tune written by myself. ”

Huang Dongquan was the young student who played the violin on that rainy night, and thus got acquainted with Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin. He is a music lover, and he is very talented, if it were not for the national crisis, he might have become a musician in the future, instead of joining the army to serve the country and spilling blood in the sky.

Huang Dongquan was overjoyed when he saw Hunter's heart: "Mr. A Bing, can you teach me this tune?" ”

Ah Bing asked, "Do you know how to play the huqin?" ”

"Yes, I've been learning since I was a kid." Huang Dongquan said.

Ah Bing handed the erhu to the other party: "You pull a section and I'll listen to it." ”

Huang Dongquan took it over and started it, and it was "Bright Xing". This is the most famous erhu song in the 30s, which means that after difficult exploration and hard work, China is moving towards a bright future. Moreover, this piece boldly borrows the creative techniques of Western music, and also borrows the fingering and bowing of the violin, so that the music melody is both magnificent and atmospheric, and has a distinct sense of national music intimacy.

Huang Dongquan is already proficient in erhu and violin, and he is particularly comfortable playing it at this time.

After listening to the song, Ah Bing said happily: "You are very spiritual in playing the huqin, do you want to be my student?" The kind of disciple who entered the room. As if he was afraid that the other party would not be willing, Ah Bing added, "I am very famous, and President Jiang asked me to play the tune and promise not to let you suffer." ”

Zhou Hexuan was a little surprised, he could let Ah Bing take the initiative to accept apprentices, this young man seems to be very talented in musical performance.

Huang Dongquan said with a smile: "Mr. A Bing, I have joined the Air Force, and I will fly a plane to fight devils in the future." However, if I had time, I would definitely like to learn to play the piano with you, but I don't need to formally apprentice. ”

Ah Bing nodded again and again: "It's good to fight devils, and fight hard in the future!" When I was performing on the streets, I was often disturbed by Japanese planes and had to be led to get into the bomb shelter. If you can shoot down a Japanese plane, I'll teach you all the skills! ”