Chapter VII Looking at the goal of life on the battlefield, there should be something better than life. The purpose of war should also have something deeper than war. It is difficult for people to see or understand the meaning of life unless they devote themselves to a greater cause than themselves. If we do not pay attention to the justice and ideals behind the war, it is difficult for people to feel the beauty behind the revolutionary war. Mao Zedong saw it and felt it. He linked the ideal of just war with the knowledge of revolutionaries. He described the beauty of the battlefield with the eyes of a poet. He also made a unique reflection on battlefield life in his poems with the mentality of a philosopher. Aristotle, the master of ancient Greek thought, said: Poetry is the most philosophical of all articles. As a poet, Mao Zedong is a philosopher and poet. As a philosopher, Mao Zedong is a poet and philosopher. He often writes down his philosophy and conveys his thoughts in his poems. Mao Zedong is a man who once crossed the sea. Just as there will always be advances and retreats in the war, his position in the party has also experienced ups and downs in the process of establishing the Central Soviet Area. Mao Zedong's ups and downs are related to his personality. Churchill famously said, "What's the use of language if you can't clearly express our differences?" Mao Zedong always likes to express his views clearly. He is aggressive, not a gentle and ambiguous person. 1June, 929, the gongsijun captured Longyan in western Fujian for the third time, and then the seventh congress of the gongsijun party was held in the citizen primary school of this city. This day, for Mao Zedong, must be painful. Elected as secretary of the former enemy Committee of gongsijun. Because he proposed that the Red Army always fought in a mobile way, much like the practices of Huang Chao and Li Zicheng, the ancient peasant rebels, it was necessary to strengthen the leading role of the Front Committee and correct these unhealthy tendencies. Other comrades think that Mao Zedong has personal heroism and paternalistic leadership style. Mao Zedong was suffering from malaria, which was very serious and difficult to cure at that time. But the ideological blow seems to be heavier. For the first time, he left the Red Army, which he personally created, and went to Yang Jiao, Sujiapo, Niugu and other places in Yongding, Shanghang to recuperate. He lives a secluded pastoral life. At the home of his fellow villagers, he could not reveal his identity. He used to live in a cave far from the village under the pseudonym "Mr. Yang". There is no news of Mao Zedong from outside. He seems to have disappeared in the Red Army. On September 27th of this year, Shanghai Shen Bao published a telegram from Fujian by Kuomintang general Zhang zhen in the fourth edition: "Mao Zedong died of illness in Longyan." 101October 2 1 day, this newspaper reported that "Mao Zedong died suddenly last month (that is, in September)". As far away as Moscow, the * * * production international, seeing these news, believed it, and sent more than 1,000 words of obituary in the International News Bulletin, sadly announcing that "Comrade Mao Zedong, the founder of the China * * * production party, the founder of the China guerrillas and one of the founders of the Chinese Red Army, died in the front line of Fujian due to long-term tuberculosis. Comrade Mao Zedong is the most terrible enemy of the big landlords and the big bourgeoisie. ..... This is a great loss to the China * * * Production Party, the Chinese Red Army and the revolutionary cause of China. Of course, there is no doubt that the enemy will be happy about it. " The obituary also said: "As a Bolshevik of the international community and a strong fighter of China's * * * production party, Comrade Mao Zedong completed his mission." At the same time, an extraordinary figure in China mourned Mao Zedong in a special way. Liu Yazi, a veteran of the Republic of China and a leading figure in the field of ci, wrote such a poem-"The grass is green on the top of the mountain, and the red flag in central Hunan is vertical and horizontal. You don't have to ask about the reputation of the world, and you know that it is accepted by Lenin. " At the end of the poem, Mr. Liu specially noted: "Two Lenin, Dr. Sun Yat-sen and Comrade Mao Zedong". This is the first time that Mao Zedong has been written into a poem by others. What Mr. Liu didn't know was that when he wrote a poem in memory of Mao Zedong, Mao Zedong also wrote a poem about his life on the battlefield. 19291June 10, people left the west of Yongding River on stretchers. Along the way, the air is crisp in autumn, the scenery is beautiful, Huang Ju is everywhere, and the streams are gurgling. I came to Shanghang in the evening and lived in a small building on the bank of Tingjiang River in the south of the city. The next day, it was the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th of the lunar calendar. People often climb mountains, enjoy chrysanthemums, insert dogwood and fly kites on this day. At this time, Mao Zedong is particularly relaxed and often overlooks the vast mountains and rivers by the building. The Millennium-old banyan tree beside the riverside pier reminds people of the vicissitudes of life. The slowly flowing Tingjiang River reminds people of the passage of time. The blooming Huang Ju in the courtyard of Linjiang Tower evokes people's complex feelings about life. Moved, Mao Zedong can't help looking back-he led the autumn harvest uprising for only two years, but what two years it was. This kind of experience, as Lu Xun said, can be worth the peaceful life of an ordinary person. Those unpleasant things, one by one across the poet Mao Zedong's mind. During the autumn harvest riots, the central authorities blamed him for not persisting in attacking Changsha, relieved him of his position as an alternate member of the Politburo, and spread it to Jinggangshan, saying that he was expelled from the party and could not live in an organizational life for a while. After leaving Jinggangshan, the "Seventh National Congress" of Gongsijun lost the election and lost the post of secretary of the front committee. The past is vivid, but the past is uncertain. Mao Zedong, who felt the same way about this scene, sighed-life is easy to get old, but not easy to get old. It's Chongyang again today, but it doesn't hurt to see the yellow flowers. The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring. Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river. Mao Zedong named this poem "Picking Mulberry Seeds and Double Ninth Festival". On the Double Ninth Festival, ancient poets often chant about life, miss their hometown and empathize with the old people. Mao Zedong obviously has something to do with this. But the optimism and high expectations revealed in his life experience are beyond the reach of those who are idle and sick. He led people into a new sentimental world composed of revolutionaries and soldiers. He projected the sadness and loneliness aroused by Qiu Ju into his gaze on the empty nature, and his mood became clear again. Shang Juan writes about love, starting with Lao. In the life of Chongyang, the poet abandoned the sadness of the ancient people's "sad leaves in autumn" When writing scenery, autumn wind is more worrying every year, but the poet realizes the life state of spring from it. Since the beginning of the war, there have been poems about it. Or a bitter complaint about the tragic war, or a bitter complaint about being killed in the battlefield, or a sad lament about women, or a confession of a distant husband. Mao Zedong didn't. When he published this word in 1962, he changed the last sentence of Shangque from "but I don't feel distressed when I look at yellow flowers" to "yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant". A clear state of mind is more confident and conveys the deep praise of "life on the battlefield is particularly beautiful". The beauty of life on the battlefield is because a just war is like a hurricane, which promotes the progress and exaltation of human nature. When the wind swept away, all listlessness, selfishness, cowardice and laziness were swept away, which made life show rare wisdom and passion, and generate showed great strength and spirit. This affectionate tribute is in sharp and interesting contrast with Wang Changling, a frontier poet in the Tang Dynasty, who lamented that "the moonlight on the battlefield was cold after the war". One is the sadness of "moonlight" on the battlefield, and the other is the reward of "yellow flowers" on the battlefield. The true romance and great poetic thoughts of the latter suddenly emerged. A flower in January. "When is the spring flower and autumn moon?" . How many poets have written about flowers and the moon, and how many poets have written about children in flowers. Colorful words and beautiful words came into my eyes, mostly sad and happy stories. Once the wind and rain are haggard, blow it away. The poet Mao Zedong wrote a unique and fragrant battlefield yellow flower during his military career. Why can Mao Zedong write the sentence "Yellow flowers are especially fragrant in the battlefield"? There is no poem without thinking. Poetry always needs wisdom and philosophical light. Mao Zedong is a philosopher. The unity of poets and philosophers, and the cohesion of poetry and thoughts are fully demonstrated in Mao Zedong's war poems. Just as emotions fly freely in the sky of human nature, Mao Zedong's philosophical thoughts often fly freely in his poetry kingdom. A great poet must have profound philosophical thoughts, otherwise he is just a poet who sings flowers and sings the moon. Soon, Mao Zedong returned to the leadership position of the Red Army. He got on his big white horse again and began to fight everywhere. * * * The international obituary says that Mao Zedong has completed his mission. As everyone knows, the mission entrusted to him by history is far from complete. Liu Yazi also knew that Mao Zedong's death was a misinformation. Knowing that he had made great achievements in Jiangxi Soviet area, he couldn't help singing again-"A hundred thousand troops, with their mastery, went to the altar to see Mao Lang." Two years later, Mao Zedong once again experienced the ups and downs of life. This time it was hit by the "Left" route of the Central Committee. 193 1 autumn, Mao Zedong, who led the Red Army to win the third anti-encirclement campaign, returned to Ruijin. But the central decision-making level does not seem to be particularly proud of this victorious general. At the first National Congress of the Chinese Soviet Union, Mao Zedong was elected as the chairman of the central government and the people's committee, or, in today's words, the president and the prime minister. From then on, people called him "Chairman Mao". But Chairman Mao doesn't feel very good at the moment. Because he wants to hand over the real power of the general political commissar of the Red Army. In the overwhelming situation of military struggle, the president and the prime minister are only idle posts in the rear. Mao Zedong is ill again. I haven't heard gunshots for a long time. His big white horse was taken from Guo when 1929 attacked Changting. It has been a long time since he galloped on the battlefield. It seems to be as eager for a place full of smoke as its owner. Although I often hear the white horse raise its long neck and scream, Mao Zedong hasn't written for two years. Until one day in the summer of 1933. On June, 1933, Mao Zedong rode his big white horse from the dam in Ruijin Shazhou to Ningdu to attend the meeting of the Soviet C.O. hosted by Bo Gu Kailai. This is the famous second Ningdu Conference. At this meeting, Mao Zedong defended himself against unfair criticism, but he was more severely criticized. Once again, the desire to go back to the front and lead the troops to fight was dashed. With a heavy heart, Mao Zedong mounted his horse and embarked on his return journey from Ningdu to Ruijin. On my way home, it suddenly rained heavily. He stopped at a village called Dabaidi, 60 miles from Ruijin. Dabaidi, it's familiar here. Suddenly, Mao Zedong's eyes fixed on the wall of a farmhouse near the village. Several bullet holes were exposed to the golden light of the sunset, which was particularly dazzling. War, the lost war, is really like an uninvited guest, knocking on his already restless heart and suddenly knocking open the exciting memory door. Four years ago, on the first day of 1929, it was in Dabaidi that Gongsijun won its first victory after leaving Jinggangshan. At that time, being chased by two enemy brigades, the Red Army fought and walked to the cypress land between Ruijin and Ningdu. Here the mountains are rolling, there is a narrow valley, and the road to Ningdu is in the middle. The mountains on both sides are called Guanshan, all of which are towering trees. Mao Zedong laid a pocket array here, lured the enemy to the bait, staged a beautiful ambush, and captured the enemy's two heads alive. Then go north and occupy Ningdu for the first time. Mao Zedong doesn't feel how to mourn the old battlefield. The shower that just passed seems to have washed away the dust and pollution accumulated for many years, and washed yesterday's battlefield more clearly. The flying rainbow is decorated steeply, which seems to reflect the current depressing situation. So, a "Mahathir Bodhisattva" is brewing in the chest-red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Who is dancing with color training? After the rain, the sun went down again and the mountains were blue. When the fighting was urgent, the village wall was smashed by bullets. Decorate this mountain, it looks better today. According to the logic of ancient poetry, depending on the battlefield in the past, we usually take the opportunity to pour out our uneven situation in reality, and then it comes down to the helplessness of "shooting all over the railing, no one will meet and board the ship". Mao Zedong didn't. He used his poetic heart to activate the colors of the sky and give life to the rainbow. Start with a pen and shoot extraordinary shots. Wen, a poet of Huajian School in the late Tang Dynasty, also wrote the evening scene after the rain with the inscription "Bodhisattva Man", which is a low song of "Sunset after the rain, apricot blossoms scatter fragrance". Although Mao Zedong's "setting sun after rain" is a warm word, it is followed by "mountains cover clouds", which makes the realm very different. A scattered fragrance of flowers inevitably leads to loneliness. A mighty mountain array still belongs to Shen Xiong. The bullet holes left by the war inadvertently became the witness of the victory of the Red Army. Yesterday's war, instead of bringing trauma to the village, destroyed the old world and gave birth to a new scene, which is chinese soviet republic. Different results of the war have different feelings about the site of the battlefield. Different concepts of war have different aesthetic purport to war. The old traces of the battlefield covered with blood are vivid in Mao Zedong's mind, and Jiangshan has become more enchanting and moving. The battlefield of the past is no longer what Li Bai described as "dying in the battlefield and defeating Ma Xiaotian." Black kites peck at human intestines and fly with dead branches. "The old battlefield is no longer Li Hua's" soul knot sky, ghosts and gods gather. "Mao Zedong in mourning the old battlefield? Yes, but there is no desolation and ruins here, and there is no feeling of life. Since it is a funeral, there should be some infiltration of realistic emotions. Mao Zedong later said that this word reflected the feeling of "depression", but it was really difficult for readers to find this kind of emotion in this word. So, what is Mao Zedong's "depression"? For a poet who is interested in war, as Zhou Enlai said at that time, when he only relies on the old battlefield to express his lofty sentiments in life, isn't it a kind of "depression" and a kind of mourning? ! Shortly after the filming of Mahathir Bodhisattva, Li De, a foreign consultant relied on by the leaders of the central "Left" line, came to the Soviet area. He wrote his impressions of Mao Zedong into his later published memoirs. He said: "Mao Zedong" gave me the first impression that he was a thinker and poet, not a politician and a soldier. We met by chance at several celebrations. On this occasion, he always maintains a dignified and cautious attitude ... inserting some aphorisms into the conversation sounds insignificant, but it always has a certain meaning. "Mao Zedong, who has always been eloquent and sharp-tongued, is so cautious in high-level exchanges. Isn't that a sign of "depression"? However, as we can see in the expanding historical stories, the frustrated environment is sometimes the grave of genius, but sometimes it is the ladder for great men to climb. Mao Zedong, who was psychologically prepared, never imagined Ma Pingchuan's life path. The morning always tempts the rising sun, the stars always tempts the dawn, and the valley always tempts the spring breeze. For tenacious, loyal and struggling Mao Zedong, the temptation of China's revolutionary cause is so powerful and irresistible. Just like the sea seduces rivers, just like the blue sky seduces eagles, just like Yuan Ye seduces horses. As a result, there is a battlefield yellow flower outlook on life, an aesthetic view of sunset after rain, and a revolutionary's new philosophy and aesthetic view of war.