Xu Shiyou
preface
As the saying goes, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been a dilemma, but General Xu Shiyou has really done it
"Live faithfully, be loyal to Chairman Mao; after death, fulfill filial piety, and see the grave for the old mother."
Xu Shiyou was the first general in China to be buried in a coffin since he advocated cremation. His filial piety moved heaven and earth, and brought the rivers to tears.
The mother snatched Xu Shiyou from the traffickers
On February 28, 1906, the 25th day of the first lunar month, Xu Shiyou was born in a poor peasant family in Macheng County, Hubei Province (now part of Xinxian County, Henan Province).
This is a small mountain village surrounded by mountains, and the houses are built on the mountain, go out to climb the mountain, and climb the hill into the village. In his childhood, Xu Shiyou grew up to be eight years old in this small mountain village, and every day he followed his father and brother to herd cattle, cut firewood, rake grass, and embrace leaves, and lived a hard life of eating chaff vegetables.
Xu Shiyou's father, Xu Cunren, was an honest cropper. The mother Xu Li was simple, loyal and kind, and gave birth to four men and three girls. The sons and daughters are all members of the "Shi" character, so the four sons are named Xu Shide, Xu Shisheng, Xu Shiyou, and Xu Shisheng.
Xu Shiyou (later renamed Xu Shiyou) is the third oldest, and his milk name is Sanlingzi. His parents named him Shiyou in the hope that his son would make more friends who were officials, find some "backers," and change the fate of poverty.
However, when my son grew up, he became a "sworn enemy" of the old government and grew up to become a tried and tested loyal communist fighter of our party, a proletarian revolutionary, and an outstanding military commander of our army.
That is, during the Long March of the Red Army, Mao Zedong renamed him "Shiyou".
Among the brothers and sisters, Xu Mu especially loved Xu Shiyou. When Xu Shiyou was two years old, due to malnutrition, his head and small face were still black, other people's children could run all over the ground, but he could only "wait and stand" in the hands of his parents.
Xu Cunren's family, only three points of thin land, and in the event of successive years of famine, the family lacks food and clothing, and lives like a year. However, even if there is a bite to eat in the family, the mother must give it to Xu Shiyou first.
My mother had not eaten for several days and was so hungry that she suffered from edema. My father was also tired and hungry, and he couldn't afford to get sick, and the family was struggling on the death line. But "it is better to die than to live", and we can't always let the family starve to death. The helpless father first thought of the frail and sickly three sons of Shiyou.
In order to find a way for Xu Shiyou to live, his parents made up their minds and decided to hand him over to the traffickers.
In the cold winter of snowflakes, the days are even more difficult. One day, a trafficker from Wuhan appeared at the xu family's doorstep. In exchange, the trafficker gave Xu Cunren two buckets of rice, and just as the trafficker was preparing to leave with Xu Shiyou, Xu Mu rushed over, and she shouted "Three servants!" "One took Xu Shiyou back."
Xiao Shiyou snuggled in his mother's warm arms, blinking his eyes, dancing a pair of sick little hands, kicking a pair of red and swollen little feet, he didn't know what his parents were doing. The mother hugged the three men and refused to let go, and the tears soaked the mother and son's large pieces of clothes.
"This, this..."
The father squatted on the ground with his head in sorrow and cried bitterly.
In order to survive, Xu Shiyou followed his mother to beg for food when he was young.
In the cold winter moon, his mother wrapped him tightly in a torn cotton jacket and held him warmly in her arms, begging for something delicious, frozen, the mother always put it on her chest to cover the heat or chew it warm with her mouth, and then fed it to Xu Shiyou. In the scorching heat of the red sun, the mother was afraid that he was basking, and always used a worn-out towel to hang on her son's head, which not only blocked the hot sun, but also wiped the sweat.
The mother and son in the begging eat everything, and when they are hungry, they swallow grass roots and wild vegetables into their stomachs. Once, the mother fainted from hunger and fatigue, and Xiao Shiyou cried out:
"I'm a daughter, my daughter..."
Unconsciously, he also fell asleep on his mother's body.
Xu Mu later recalled:
"The three men died several times when they were young, but Yama took pity on him and confiscated him, and every time he fed some cold water, he came back to life."
The mother poured her whole body and mind, even her whole life, into her son. In Xu Shiyou's young mind, he also slowly realized something and knew:
In this world, his mother is his dearest relative, and his mother has tasted all the sufferings in the world for him, and he wants to repay his mother's nurturing grace with his own small hands and a sincere heart for his mother.
In the autumn of this year, his parents sent the eldest brother and the second brother to the family of a gentleman surnamed Tao in a neighboring village to do some small work while reading some books and reading words, and his mother also let Xu Shiyou follow behind the eldest brother and the second brother.
Xu Shiyou is a new student, and according to the rules, he must give his husband three big gifts. Xu Shiyou did not understand these things, and when he entered the school door, he slipped inside and was cut off by Mr. Tao:
"Kneel!"
With a "snap", Xu Shiyou's leg bent a board. But before Mr. Tao's second board could be drawn, Xu Shiyou went under the table with a cat waist, and Mr. Tao couldn't do anything with him.
Reading is a very painful thing for Xu Shiyou, and he feels that he is suffering.
Mr. Tao shook his head in front of him and spoke very energetically, but he sat down and listened boringly. Sitting on the bench is like sitting a hedgehog, with an itchy ass and always wanting to move.
Look at the second brother again, and follow Mr. Tao in a serious way: At the beginning of man, nature is good...
Xu Shiyou couldn't hear any pleasure in reading these things, and his heart had already flown to a far away place outside the house, where there were green hillsides, clear streams and his cattle herding friends, where was his world.
After staying up until the end of school, Xu Shiyou was the first to drill out of the classroom like a little bison, and ran to the grass on the hillside outside the school in one breath, turning over with excitement.
Seeing Xu Shiyou coming, the cattle herders gathered around:
"Third brother, is it fun to study?"
Xu Shiyou shook his head:
"Suffocating to death, where there is freedom to herd cattle!" Tomorrow I'll go with you to herd the cattle!" ”
Since then, Xu Shiyou has often skipped school.
In the morning, I did not go to the school with my school bag, and when I left the village, I followed my cattle herding friends up the mountain.
The elderly Han Jiafu, who is three years younger than Xu Shiyou, once recalled:
"People go to school, he runs to the mountains to play, catch fish, fight. Wait for someone else to finish school and then go home. ”
Xu Shiyou's eldest son, Xu Guang, also recalled:
"My grandmother said that at that time, my second uncle learned the best, my father could not learn it, often skipped to the outside to herd cattle and fight, so he was often beaten by Mr. Tao to the bottom of the table. Later, Mr. Tao's son became my husband again. ”
Xu Shiyou and Xu Guang
The news of Xu Shiyou's truancy finally reached his father's ears, and Xu Cunren was furious, so he pulled a thick tree stick and found Xu Shiyou, who was swinging the ring with the cattle herders on the hillside, and beat him while scolding:
"If you don't grow into something that doesn't become a tool, Lao Tzu will beat you to death, and Lao Tzu will kill you first, so as not to insult your ancestors in the future!"
As he spoke, the stick flew and hit his head and face, making Xu Shiyou scream. The other cattle herders saw that the situation was not right and hurried back to the village to report the news. Xu Lishi hurriedly arrived, only to make Xu Cunren, who was still angry, stop.
However, the mother also slapped Xu Shiyou, but the hand stopped in mid-air. The mother sighed and said:
"This boy is diligent and clever, why don't you study?"
After his father died, Xu Shiyou went to Shaolin to study art
Soon, Xu Cunren, who had worked hard all his life, fell ill with tuberculosis. On his deathbed, Xu Cunren exhorted his children to say:
"Boy, your mother has suffered a lot to support you, and when you grow up, you must honor your mother well..."
Xu Shiyou shed a string of hot tears, knelt on the ground and said to his father:
"I know..."
After Xu Cunren's death, Xu Shiyou's younger sister starved to death in the deserted suburbs. Life is getting worse.
Su Yu and Xu Shiyou
When Xu Shiyou was eight years old, a boxer from the village, surnamed Lin Zijin, was a native of LinJiaweizi, Dengfeng County, Henan Province, and was born in the Shaolin Temple. Lin Zijin was invited by his neighbors to teach martial arts.
The small mountain village where Xu Shiyou lived was located at the junction of Hubei and Henan provinces, and was a well-known nest of bandits.
Therefore, in order to protect their families and defend themselves, people in that area have a tradition of practicing martial arts, and almost everyone will punch and kick so many times and dance so many sticks. Xu Shiyou has heard about it since he was a child, and he has also been infected with the nature of good martial arts.
Lin Zijin is a martial artist with some kung fu, from a young age, he has received the true transmission of Shaolin Temple kung fu, internal and external kung fu, omnipotent, sword, sword, sword, everything is practiced. His arrival suddenly attracted many teenagers from the surrounding areas, and the eight-year-old Xu Shiyou also joined in the fun and followed behind.
Pure steel large knife
Lin Zijin was extraordinary, a pure steel knife was very skilled, and when he started to work, four or five young and strong boys could not get close, especially the palm cutting bluestone slab, which was a unique skill. Half a foot thick bluestone slab, one palm down, "click" two halves, that palm without a thousand pounds of strength can not do. Lin Zijin's kung fu stunned Xu Shiyou, who was watching the hilarity from the side.
Lin Zijin taught martial arts disciples in the village and was willing to recruit lay disciples into the temple.
At that time, there were many people in Murakami who wanted to learn martial arts, but very few people wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple.
The Golden Nest and silver nest are reluctant to go to their own earth nest, let alone go to the Shaolin Temple thousands of miles away? Xu Shiyou was fascinated by Lin Boxer's martial arts and pestered him to learn from Lin Boxer.
Lin Zijin saw that although Xu Shiyou was only eight years old, he was born angry, and he seemed to be intelligent and intelligent, perhaps a good material for learning martial arts, so he paid special attention to this apprentice and had the heart to cultivate it.
Xu Shiyou's family
After the Spring Festival, Lin Zijin came to Xu Shiyou's hometown again.
Lin Zijin and Xu Shiyou's mother discussed and wanted to send Xu Shiyou to the Songshan Shaolin Temple to learn art, and to worship the highly respected old monk Gao Yi as a teacher.
In order to have food to eat, in order to live, the mother agreed.
On the day I went to the Shaolin Temple, my mother stuffed the only seven eggs in the family into Xu Shiyou's package, and Xu Shiyou burst into tears and shouted step by step:
"Niang, Niang, I learned the skill and came back to raise my mother..."
At this time, Xu Mu suddenly remembered something, rushed over, hugged the three men, and pressed her chapped lips tightly to Xu Shiyou's black and thin face, and the tears had already blurred the vision of a mother and son. The mother gently wiped away the tears for her son, took off a pair of silver bracelets from her hand and handed them to Xu Shiyou, and instructed:
"The child is the mother's heart meat, the bracelet is the mother's priceless treasure, in the future, the mother's pair of bracelets will not be by your side, and you will not think of the mother... Remember, study hard. ”
After the mother said this, she covered her face and returned.
Xu Shiyou's mother
"Daughter, I daughter..."
Xu Shiyou shouted, and one cry after another tore at his mother's heart.
Xu Shiyou put away his mother's bracelet and embarked on a journey to the Songshan Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts and miscellaneous services. however
On the way, he encountered robbers and snatched one of his mother's silver bracelets.
Lin Zijin and his apprentice Xu Shiyou worked hard all the way to the Shaolin Temple.
In the abbot's room of the Shaolin Temple, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Miao xing, had just finished his Meditation work and was sitting on a towering Buddhist chair, wearing a monk's scarf on his head, a pair of large black earrings in his ears, and a red-purple robe.
Shaolin Temple
The old monk Gao Yi went forward to greet him and introduced Xu Shiyou's Geng's origin. Abbot Miaoxing folded his hands together, listened to Gao Yi's briefing, and spoke:
"The family has family rules, and the temple has temple rules. To enter the monastery, you have to be ordained, you have to cut your hair and become a monk, you have to destroy the seven emotions, you must not have six desires, and you don't recognize your father and mother, can you do it? ”
Xu Shiyou listened to the abbot's words and hesitated.
"Master, I came to learn art and practice martial arts for the sake of my mother, and I will raise my mother in the future, if I don't let me recognize my mother, then, then I don't learn martial arts, I still go home..."
"Amitabha."
Abbot Miaoxing shook open his robe and tried to whisk his sleeve away.
"Abbot, slow down!"
The old monk Gao Yi hurriedly stepped forward to intercede:
"My Lord is merciful and compassionate, and I read that this young man is young and straight, and he has a filial piety to his mother, and he has come from afar, and according to the old man's foolish opinion, he will arrange for him to do a little miscellaneous service by my side."
"Good riddance! Good riddance! That's it. ”
Abbot Myoheung made up his mind.
Since then, Xu Shiyou has begun a miscellaneous life in the Shaolin Temple.
Xu Shiyou and his comrades-in-arms competed
The rules for practicing martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are extremely strict. On the wall of the practice room, a variety of action demonstration diagrams are drawn, various fist styles and punches, knife techniques and moves, and one move and one style are very detailed and standardized.
Every day, xu Shiyou, in addition to doing chores for master, practiced with master.
Swords, guns, swords, sticks and fists, learn everything. At night, I would go to sleep with my waist tied up and hanging on the pile. When I first practiced, my head was dizzy, my body was puffy, and I couldn't squat when I was defecating.
After practicing the boom, practice the sleeping pile again. On the wall, which was more than one person high above the ground, there were five wooden stakes more than a foot long at intervals. At night, Xu Shiyou lay in the air on this hard and narrow wooden stake that could not even accommodate half of his body. Once, when he was not careful, one of them rolled over and rolled down from his sleep, and Master picked up the stick and beat him. He was beaten, and he was not allowed to cry, saying that he had been beaten by a bodhisattva.
Sixty years later, Xu Shiyou recalled the experience and said:
"It's all feudal superstition, nonsense."
But he added:
"However, it is better to be strict, and if you don't suffer hardships, you won't get real kung fu." When these kung fu are practiced, people will become rounded and rounded, and their arms and legs will be strong! ”
Shaolin martial arts are strong and solid, swallowing and suppressing, strong and powerful, divided into two factions, north and south. The southern faction is the most prosperous with the Jiulongshan Shaolin Temple in Putian County, Fujian Province, and the northern faction with the Songshan Shaolin Temple as the foundation.
During his martial arts studies in the temple, Xu Shiyou, who is self-motivated and brain-loving, practices both internal and external martial arts, practicing qigong and martial arts at the same time, willing to endure hardships and willing to work hard, which is deeply favored by his master.
Day after day, year after year, Xu Shiyou practiced martial arts assiduously, and several spring and autumn changes.
Finally, when he was 16 years old, he had become a tough man with high martial arts and iron bones.
When the master died, Xu Shiyou went down to visit his mother
Unconsciously, Xu Shiyou had been in the Shaolin Temple for eight years.
During Xu Shiyou's eight years at the Shaolin Temple, several earth-shaking events occurred in China: Yuan Shikai's title of emperor, Zhang Xun's braid army, and Sun Yat-sen's "protector" of the Dharma. In particular, the May Fourth Movement of 1919 led to the survival of a new political party:
On July 1, 1921, the Communist Party of China was proclaimed on a red boat in the South Lake of Jiaxing, Zhejiang.
The CPC's "Great" commemorative ship
But all this did not have much impact on Xu Shiyou, who had just turned sixteen, and perhaps he did not know that there was such a Communist Party at this time, and even if he knew that there was a Communist Party, he would not associate her with his own life path.
In the temple, Master's education of Xu Shiyou was to "see the road unevenly, draw the sword to help each other, and eliminate evil and peace."
Coupled with the influence of opera novels such as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin", and "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness", Xu Shiyou was full of green forest heroes and Liangshan Haojie, and this kind of grassy hero's idea played a considerable role in his later character development.
This is Xu Shiyou's eighth year of studying martial arts at the Shaolin Temple. In the winter of 1922, Gao Yi, a mentor who accompanied Xu Shiyou day and night, died of old age. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Xu Shiyou, since he came to this world, in addition to his mother's love for him, he felt that he was Master Gao Yi. Mother-child love and teacher-apprentice love, like two surging tides, violently hit Xu Shiyou's atrium and touched every nerve of him.
In the past eight years, Xu Shiyou has missed his mother countless times, and met his mother in his dreams countless times.
Mother kissed his forehead, wiped the mud of his little hands... Time and again, he asked Master to send him home to visit his mother, and Master always nodded with a smile and said:
"Child, when you have practiced kung fu, I will definitely send you back to your mother."
Master's exhortation inspired Xu Shiyou to practice harder.
"Master is gone, and I want to go back to my hometown to find my mother."
Xu Shiyou categorically found Miaoxing to preside over and make a request. He was so anxious that he had no intention of practicing and working, and he was eager to plug his wings and fly to his mother's side.
Deng Xiaoping and Xu Shiyou
"This... This..."
Miaoxing host felt tricky.
"Master, eight years ago, I didn't get ordained so that I could visit my mother?"
"Ah... Oh! This..."
Miao Xing originally wanted to use the Shaolin Temple rules to restrain Xu Shiyou, but after Xu Shiyou reminded him,
Fang remembered that although Xu Shiyou had been coming to the monastery for eight years, he had not yet taken refuge in Buddhism and was still a miscellaneous servant.
Miao Xing presided over the exception and nodded.
Xu Shiyou and the warriors
According to the rules of the Shaolin Temple, Xu Shiyou played all the way out of the Shaolin Temple. Then run straight from the mountain to the hometown full of warm memories.
The mother saw that the three sons of the past had grown taller and stronger, and the face with wisps of white hair was smiling happily. Xu Shiyou saw his mother's sickly body and fell down at his mother's feet in tears.
Xu Shiyou returned to his mother's side, and his spirit was also much more fulfilled. He did not let his mother sew clothes for him, and over the years, he also learned to take care of life, and sewing and washing was also a good hand. The mother and siblings brought firewood and cut it into small pieces with axes. Xu Shiyou then tied a large number of tree sticks with his bare hands into one bundle after another. The family has a pig, and Xu Shiyou competes to feed his mother...
He wants to give everything he has to his mother!
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