Source: Public account [Blood Diamond Story]
Author: Zhekong Kong
Tips: This article totals about 5600 words, and it is expected to take 12 minutes to read
Hello everyone, I am the blood drill story chief philosopher Kongkong.
Today's blood diamond story, unlike usual, is a bit special because, it is a story about the blood diamond itself.
Everyone is eager to know everything about blood diamonds, all in it.
Awkward father and son
I am Zhekong Kong, the president of a certain unit in Lanzhou.
Lanzhou is a basin, surrounded by mountains, the Yellow River runs through the city, and the city lights are deeply trapped in it. People who come and go every day don't have time to think that hundreds of millions of years ago, this place was once the deep sea. After the soldiers finished shooting the target, a group of us children went to the back hill of the troops to collect bullet casings, often with unexpected harvests, and found shell fossils with a salty taste.
In my memory, my father's image is dull, a straight military uniform, two bars and two stars on his shoulders, he does not smile when he speaks, and he trains people to lead the way. I didn't deal with him since I was a kid.
Once, my father ordered soldiers in front of the army cinema, and the soldiers lined up in a square line, horizontal and vertical, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. I was watching from a distance with a few of my friends, and I whistled mischievously.
My dad had a serious expression, standing in front of the queue to lecture, when I turned around just now, which whistle was blown? No one answered. My dad has an ugly expression and continues to lecture, no matter who blows the whistle, next time I clip it, otherwise you look good.
This page is kind of revealed. My dad coughed, gasped at Dantian, and shouted slogans to the whole team. I took advantage of the noise and blew another whistle, this time no one heard.
My family has been farming for generations, repairing the earth as a business, until 1978 to resume the college entrance examination, my father did not know which tendon opened the trick, admitted to a military school, from the countryside to the city, since then bid farewell to farming, and let his name in the family tree has an acre and three points of land.
When my mother and my father met each other, they looked at each other across the village, and the two little ones did not guess. Whenever I hung a red light on the exam, my mother would tell inspirational stories about my dad, all clichés, saying that he had not ranked in the top three, and once scored 89 points in mathematics, he was sad and crying.
I played little naughty and was often scolded by my parents. When my mother scolded me, I cried my father, and when my father scolded me, I cried and called my mother. This approach worked so well that whoever scolded me, I was able to break up their alliances from within, win the majority, and build a united front. When I grew up, I read history, drilled blood, watched Li Hongzhang engage in diplomacy, and fought with foreigners to suppress the yi, which is nothing more than this.
My dad was in the Air Force, but he couldn't fly airplanes, and the unit he was in was in charge of intelligence operations in Russia and Outer Mongolia. In peacetime, there was not much room for use, and his professional skills had nowhere to be used, so they had to be applied to me.
At that time, I often went north along the back hill of the troops, over the mountains and mountains to play arcade games in the city, and the reason why I took the mountain road was to hide the eyes and ears of the people, and to take the main road was to pass through the gate of the troops, with cars coming and going, and people with many eyes. Once, after I finished playing the game, I came back from the main road, and as soon as I stepped into the gate of the army, I saw that not far away, my father was holding his arm, standing under the tree like a rabbit, with a gloomy face.
This kind of stalking and stalking espionage skills, my father tried and failed, and my supposedly carefree childhood was thus covered with a layer of haze.
Maybe it is the reverse psychology, because of my father's relationship, I have hated good students since I was a child, like to wander the streets with some floating prodigal children with similar smells, and the influence of video stores, game rooms, video halls, and comic halls on me is far deeper than that of so-and-so. Later, I was admitted to a third-rate university, did not attend classes all month and month, slept until three o'clock in the day, and I once described the state at that time in my diary: eating and wearing board shoes and leaving board inches to live a rigid life.
Cynical look in college
After my father changed careers, he was assigned to the radio and television bureau in his hometown in Hebei Province. I came out of college, and my mom wanted me to go into my father's unit, find a relationship, toto the door, and naturally inherit my father's business. Unwillingly, I dragged a suitcase of luggage to Beijing.
Now that I think about it, the mood at that time was actually not convinced, is not the math test 89 points wow wow cry, I math test 46 points and laugh it. You can break out on your own, and so can I.
Over the years, I've read a few books — well, to be honest, a lot of books. With some life and social experience, although there is nothing to boast about, the mentality is much calmer. Jin Yucheng said in "Blossoming Flowers" that people's fate often follows blood relations.
My father coincided with the resumption of the college entrance examination, the shuffling of the times, and through some efforts, he slightly changed the living environment, which is worthy of himself and his family. Nowadays, the times are easy to change, the ages and concepts are different, my generation only needs to do their best on this basis, only ask about cultivation, not about harvest.
Coming to Beijing and wandering for many years, among them, joining the book list is an important turning point. Becoming the main manager of the blood diamond story public account under the book list is another new starting line of extraordinary significance.
The reason why I will tell you in detail about the years of the army and the awkward relationship between father and son is because these experiences are inextricably linked to the current blood diamond story.
Now I also have the strength of my father's year, in the days when I was in charge of the blood drill, I can't remember how many days and nights I spent in hard reading and writing.
The content of the blood diamond is mainly historical and political stories, and sometimes when I encounter professional issues about military and political affairs, I will not be ashamed to ask, and my father will continue to teach me.
Embarrassed father and son, a smile of enmity.
The name of the story about the Blood Diamond
Backstage, the most asked question by readers is: How did the name Blood Diamond Story come about?
There is a lot of speculation about this, such as the name of the blood diamond story, from the movie "Blood Diamond" starring Leonardo, or other reasons.
In fact, the name Blood Diamond, from an experience in my childhood, can be said to be very personal, in order to return the love of the reader, I would like to share this childhood memory with you.
In the military family home, there is a game called "mountain jumping", which is deeply loved by children.
In the health center of the troops, there is a mountain behind, the southern slope has no grass, after the heavy rain, the soil is moist and soft, and it is like stepping on a Simmons mattress with bare feet.
The process of jumping the mountain is simple, we first climb to the top of the slope, and then jump down, than who is the fastest to go down the mountain, when jumping, up and down, like the hero in the movie, not to mention how smooth.
One weekend, when it was drizzling, I asked a friend to jump off a mountain.
The two took off their shoes, carried them in their hands, and stepped on them barefoot, feeling comfortable. After the rain, the soil is soft and a pit is stepped on. We climbed up high and sat side by side, the breeze blowing, the surrounding scenery in full view, the first sunshine after the rain, the world is particularly clear.
The companion took a long breath, stood up and said, "Well, let's start jumping and see who goes down the hill first." Before the words could be heard, he was already three or four meters away, and his feet were like a spring, and as soon as he touched the ground, he bounced up, like a chivalrous guest walking on the wall.
I followed closely, jumped down, up and down, jumped and stopped, and there was a faint "chivalrous spirit" on my face, this "chivalrous spirit" with seven points of ignorance, three points of seriousness, slightly contrived, I could not see whether it was from "Tianlong Eight Parts" or "Snow Mountain Flying Fox".
Jumping from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, my feet almost cramped, and suddenly I felt dizzy, and the light came from a piece of soil on my right foot, which I picked up and looked closely, and the dirt block was full of shining stones, each of which was bumpy and crystal clear, and seemed to be untouched by the rain, still dry.
Wow, it's a diamond! My companion stepped forward and patted me on the shoulder, I was out of my mind, my shoulder was suddenly hit, my hand shook, the earth fell to the ground, until the two looked down to explore, it was gone.
We put on our shoes and headed higher, where the soil was dry and a little bit footed. SuShi, coming to a place, surrounded by huge pieces of earth, I sat hand in hand with my companions behind a large piece of earth, and with all four feet together, I pedaled down. The large earth lump rolled down the mountain, like a rolling stone, rolling and disintegrating, the crushed part turned into earthy gas, and when it fell to pieces, a yellow cloud rose in mid-air, as if it were in Penglai. Subsequently, the two of us joined forces to kick the large pieces of earth around us down the mountain, and in an instant the fog surged and steamed, and there was chaos in front of our eyes, like when the heavens and the earth first opened.
We call this game –Making Wonderland.
Twenty years later, when I named the new matrix number of the book list, the first image that flashed in my mind was a diamond-encrusted earth block that disappeared as soon as it landed.
Diamond is the hardest known substance in nature, in line with the hardcore positioning of "hard school historical story", and in addition, "diamond is eternal, a forever", once rated as one of the most classic advertising ideas of the 20th century, the original intention of the blood diamond story is to want to be in the current situation where traffic is king, not to follow the tide, to create content with eternal value.
As for the word "blood", it is a hint at our content, full of the stimulation of the shadow of the sword and light, and another point, blood has been given the meaning and role of the divine or strange chaos in the entire human civilization, so that the originally ordinary things become magical, such as the ancient Chinese blood alliance, or the "holy blood" of Jesus Christ.
Freud said that a person's childhood will affect his life, and the diamonds of childhood will disappear as soon as they land on the ground, blessed with blood, or for a long time.
I hope that I can use the story of blood diamonds to recreate the "wonderland" of childhood, and at the same time let more people feel the wonderful taste of being in a fairyland.
Literati and chivalrous
Some readers say that the style of the Blood Diamond story is a little chivalrous.
truly.
As a post-80s generation, it is inevitable to be affected by martial arts culture. The martial arts novels I read as a child were either Jin Yong or Gu Long. There is also the 1993 Singapore martial arts drama "Lotus Battle", taking the strength of the two, integrating Jin Yong's ancient dragon and becoming popular.
Its theme song "Jianghu Road", sung by Rowan, was proud of the clouds and swallowed the mountains and rivers, which left a deep impression on me. I remember that at that time, I often knitted the plot myself, took off my shoes and stepped on Simmons to perform the sequel, and one person played multiple characters.
The third-class figures make the wooden Longquan sword, the handle of the sword is tied to a red cherry, and the light blue thin blanket is used as a cape; the second-class figure makes the eight-hole vertical flute, the black and white chapter, the eyes are sharp, and the intestines are broken; the first-class figures, empty-handed, picking flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, treat people with courtesy, and hide deeply.
When I was alone, I immersed myself in these plots, enjoyed it tirelessly, played for an afternoon, too much investment and too realistic, although the Longquan Sword was bought for five dollars at a roadside toy stall, and the eight-hole flute was issued by the school.
Me and my friend (in junior high school)
In Simmons' square inches, I finished the sequel to "Lotus Battle", the sequel to "Condor Heroes", the sequel to "Dragon Ball", the sequel to "White Book", the sequel to "Three Musketeers"... This scene of one-man shows, mostly on Sunday afternoons, I am the only one in the house, the curtains are tightened, the sword and light sword shadow is staged, the sad and happy clutch, the outside is sunny sometimes, sometimes it rains.
Every Saturday night, the army cinema plays movies, most of which are Hong Kong martial arts films and action movies, "Six-Fingered Piano Demon", "Laughing Proud of the Jianghu", "The Demon Sect Leader of the Dragon Slayer in the Heavens", "Huang Feihong", "Jingwu Hero", "Drunken Fist", "Hongfan District", "Plan A", "Ancient Puzzle Boy"... At the same time as feasting on the eyes, we children have learned from each other, raising their hands and feet, with a sense of jianghu qi. There is a little fat man named Tagawa, every time he sees me, he arches his hand, fortunately, do you know what movie to play today?
Because of my childhood immersion in the world of martial arts, I read any novels and stories for a long time, unconsciously using a martial arts perspective.
Later, watching Yang Dechang's movie "The Juvenile Murder Incident on Muling Street", the role of Honey played by Lin Hongming is also a teenager immersed in martial arts culture, and his monologue in the movie makes me remember it vividly:
I was in Tainan, so bored that I could read dozens of martial arts novels every day. Later, I asked them to help me rent the thickest novel to read. In fact, the people of the past, and the people we come out to mix now, really like, there is an old bag, everyone thinks he took the wrong medicine, I remember, it seems that the whole city is cocked, and everywhere is set on fire, he alone to block Napoleon. Later, it was cut by a strip. "War and Peace", the title of the other martial arts books is not remembered, only this one.
Poster of "Juvenile Murder on Muling Street"
As my experience increased, I forgot when it was, and I began to understand that the real world in front of me was too vast to be covered by a few watered martial arts novels.
After coming to Beijing, I worked as an editor in a publishing house for 5 years, planning and publishing a series of highly ideological classic books on history and politics, such as "On Democracy in the United States", "Chrysanthemum and the Knife", "The Rise of American Civilization", etc. Took advantage of this opportunity to dive into the deep sea of thought and greatly broaden my horizons.
Some of the books I plan to publish
At the same time, I began to write and publish novels in some literary journals, and gradually gathered armpits.
Readers left messages saying that many of the articles in the Blood Diamond story, such as the "Life and Death of the President of South Korea" series and the "Russian Requiem" series, are both addictive and literary, and they are not as superficial and cheap as the stall novels, but contain ideas. This impression of the reader is probably related to my above experience.
In fact, although martial arts are not enough to explain the world, those esoteric theories and doctrines cannot be done either.
One of the most acclaimed articles of Blood Diamond, "The Truth About Vietnam: Smuggling, War and Lovers," was written by one of the authors of Blood Diamond and the former chief writer of the Beijing News. One day, I discussed with him why the blood diamond story was loved by readers, and he said the following:
To put it bluntly, for a piece of history, the reader may only need to read one or two hundred words to understand. But why would they like articles like Blood Diamond? It is because the author has recombined the material and extracted attractive elements: love and hate, sex, violence, revenge, money, death, fear, etc., and popularly explains the connection between various relationships in reality and history, and advances the narrative in the way of character stories.
Behind the historical storm and the game of great powers, it is eternal human nature.
Readers often ask me in the background, how do I write an article? This is a complicated question, but it is certainly essential to read more books and read good books. Here is a recommendation for you, a traditional classic that has a great influence on me personally - "Ancient Literature And Guan Zhi".
Yu read the "Ancient Literature Guan Zhi" and had some experience.
The pre-Qin articles are simple and simple, with white narratives, among which the Warring States policy and writing are vertical and horizontal, and the literary style is the best; the two Han articles first push Shi Qian, the majestic and lonely, and the non-Han fuhua can be expected to be his back; after the Confucian Technique, the writing is more stagnant, the Huazhang seeks the wilderness, the bamboo forest is crazy, the Taoyuan is safe, the two Jin Dynasties are flowing, the smoke and rain of the Six Dynasties, with Tao Yuanming as the leader; the Tang and Song geniuses are born, the galaxy is brilliant, the strong is strong, when the Han Yu, Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu; after the Tang and Song Dynasties, the prosperity and decline, to the Ming Dynasty, except for the Guangcang Lang Pavilion, the rest are not enough to see.
In general, there are 200 articles in the "Ancient Literature And View", thousands of choices, but they are not classics, and no more than fifty are worth reading repeatedly. Then again, if you read these fifty articles well, you can enter the room and understand the mysteries of Chinese. A skill, take a pen and make a fool of yourself, mix bowls of rice to eat, not to mention.
Based on China, brave the world
On February 19, 1997, Deng Xiaoping died, and I was still a primary school student, ignorant, and the sky was still blue.
After two classes in the morning, the eye exercise music did not sound as scheduled, and what sounded was an unknown melody, solemn and solemn. The class teacher entered the classroom and reported the news of the death of the great man, and all the students stood up and observed a three-minute silence.
At the moment of parting, silent mourning without tears, a little unspeakable, I tried to think hard about the parting of life and death in the movie, thinking of the pain in my brain, and finally brewing a tear. In front of my right, a classmate jerked his right cheek and said, cry, why don't you cry.
When I came home at noon, I saw my father sitting in front of the TV, crying silently, tears rolling down his face. The poem I had just learned flashed in my mind: the boundless falling wood was under Xiao Xiao, and the Yangtze River was rolling in endlessly.
In my memory, this was the first time I saw my father cry. Before it was just a rumor, saying that his father studied hard, was the most hard-working student in the village, returned to the math test 89 points, returned home without eating, covered with a quilt and whimpered, and finally, in the year after the resumption of the college entrance examination, he was admitted to the military academy.
As I grew up, I came to understand what Deng Xiaoping meant to China and why my steely father cried so sadly on the day of Deng's death.
Recalling this past, I actually want to talk to you about the values and positions of the blood diamond story.
Blood Diamond writes about the world, writes about the vast history, and upholds an objective and rational attitude, but at the same time, we also adhere to the natural Chinese position. We grew up in this land, love the people here, and hope that China will be richer and stronger in the future, which is the cornerstone of the creation of blood diamonds, and it is also a natural thing. After all, everyone has parents and has their own motherland, and 100% of the rational guests do not exist.
The author of the blood diamond story is as good as a cloud, each with his own skills.
For example, the aforementioned left page, former well-known media writer, is a bit cynical, often with emotion, and his works such as "Lamentations of Iran: Revolution" and "Life and Death of Korea" have received numerous praises.
The Crab of the Mediterranean, a special commentator of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, is fluent in writing, timeless in thought, and good at a variety of genres, and his recent creations of "The Greatest Secret of Korea" and "The Truth about Rwanda: White Witnesses to the Holocaust" are remarkable masterpieces.
Xiao Ma Ge, a civil servant in a city in Hebei Province, a national second-level economist, laughs and scolds, humor and sharpness, and his "1992 California Riots: Asian Counterattack" and "Magic Brazil: More Than the Epidemic" are impressive.
Level Six Wind, former best-selling author, his "British Comic Boris" for Blood Diamond is hilarious.
He Huizhong, a modest and rigorous young man, with his dedication and love for history, persevered and wrote excellent works such as "India's Deepest Wound".
Dong Mu Chu, the author of the old Cheng, frequently published blockbusters, and created "The History of Taiwan Will Wither Away the Stars: Rather Die Than Taiwan Independence" created for Blood Diamond, which is deeply moving. In addition, he is also the pen holder of the Blood Diamond Brothers " Char Siu Past".
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Those of us who come together with the same goal is to stick to those values that stand firm in this ever-changing era. Every friend who pays attention to blood diamonds, please remember that whether it is at the peak or the low point of life, blood diamonds will accompany you to base yourself in China and brave the world.
The spark of a spark can ignite the plains; the trickle of water can become an ocean.
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The author of this article: Zhe Kongkong, the chief of the blood diamond story. Key research directions: South Asia, North America.
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