In the four years of college, my reading was characterized by miscellaneous, shallow and chaotic, completely based on temporary interest, lacking in purpose, pertinence and systematicness. In addition to the textbooks and bibliographies of this major, the books I read in college are mainly in two categories: historical novels, documentary novels and reform novels borrowed from the library, and the other is reportage, current political reporting and analytical commentary in various newspapers and magazines. Especially the latter type, it often brings unexpected shocks and spiritual stirrings.
In later generations, if someone writes the literary history of the 1980s, reportage literature will definitely have a strong and colorful stroke. To this day, I still clearly remember the two reportages of The Army writer Ms. Tie Zhuwei, describing Chen Yi and General Manager Chen Yi: "Marshal Diplomat" and "The Frost Is Getting Stronger and Stronger." I returned to my hometown on vacation and introduced these two works to several uncles who were nearly old, and the old people were very surprised and impressed with me. Ms. Tiezhu Wei also wrote an "alternative" reportage, the title is not clear, it seems to be "How Young They Were Back Then", and there is a subtitle called "Battlefield Romance" in the impression, which describes the love history of many Red Army generals in the Long March. This article made me ignorant and had an infinite yearning for love. Two young writers, Su Guoxin and Dong Bin's "Two Hundred Generals in the Same Hometown", let me know the iron-blooded Red An and the origin of the Red Fourth Front. This novella reportage, inscribed by Marshal Xu Qianqian and published in the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art, was not only a pioneering work praising Hong'an at that time, but can still be regarded as a masterpiece of praise for Hong'an.
At that time, I liked to read magazines such as "Lookout", "Xinhua Digest", "Contemporary", "October", "Flower City", "Red Rock", "Centennial Tide", "South Wind Window", "Man and Nature" and so on. But what I still can't remember is a magazine called Film, Television, and Literature. Whether it still exists today, whether it is still called this name, she will always be engraved in my heart. Because, from this magazine, which was not very famous at that time, I read two works that I still can't forget.
One is "Days and Nights of Sino-British Negotiations in Hong Kong." The author should be a hong Kong female journalist or female writer, the writing is very beautiful, and it feels like an immersive read. From this work, I learned that British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher had fallen on the steps of the Great Hall of the People, and she also knew that the Iron Lady was indeed extraordinary, even if she was so embarrassed, she could still maintain her elegant demeanor, and did not forget to say "Thank you!" to the retinue who handed over the handbag! He also knew that Deng Xiaoping was "angry and the world was safe" on the issue of garrisoning troops in Hong Kong with "steel companies to steel companies"; he also knew that Zhou Nan liked to drop his book bag, although sometimes it was inevitable to make mistakes; he knew that the Hong Kong stock market was like a barometer of the negotiation process, and there were several "black week ×". The other article, which I forgot the title, was an introduction to Qian Zhuangfei, one of the top three masters of our party's hidden front. We are all very familiar with Qian Zhuangfei's deeds of intercepting intelligence and saving the central authorities: After Qian was admitted to the Radio Training Course of the Kuomintang government, he quickly gained Xu Enzeng's favor and trust, became his private secretary, and helped him take care of public and private affairs. Later, when Gu Shunzhang was arrested and betrayed, the CPC Central Committee received information sent by Qian and withdrew overnight, avoiding a catastrophe of total annihilation, and Qian himself calmly recovered from the aftermath and escaped safely. It may be the reason for the first contact with this history, the impression and memory can be described as unforgettable, in an old saying, it is "engraved in the mind and dissolved in the blood". Later, whenever I saw related works, I would involuntarily compare them, and I always felt that it was not as good as this one. This work is also outstanding, so that readers can see and hear their voices, and the tension that makes people feel breathless and suffocating is many times stronger than many spy movies now. These directors and screenwriters who make spy movies should really take a good look at this work.
Now it seems that I read too few books when I was a student, and the scope is too narrow, there are neither Chinese classical masterpieces, nor Western representative works, and even less classic works with ideological depth and historical heaviness. This defect in the knowledge structure limits their own vision, limits their thinking, and directly leads to the embarrassing situation that they are now middle-aged but have achieved nothing.