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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Literature and Art


Zhang Chun's habits have influenced many people, and Liang Sishun is one of them.

In the entire Xinmin Town, there are not many people who break into the barracks, except for Liang Sishun.

Liang Sishun said that the army should have a military song, and she followed Zhang Chun to experience life.

She also said that she wanted to promote the image of a soldier to children so that they would want to be soldiers from an early age.

It's not that good men don't serve as soldiers.

Liang Sishun, who was wearing a camouflage uniform, was very similar to that, but it was really an empty shelf, and it was difficult to keep up with the troops empty-handed.

But with Zhang Chun here, everyone is forging ahead.

With Liang Sishun here, the soldiers are happy.

Zhang Chun always wanted to drive her away, but this girl knew who Zhang Chun's death hole was, and she coaxed Lizhen very happily.

A heavy rain ended the exercise early, but he didn't leave, but squatted in the rain in twos and threes waiting for the rain to stop, and then prepared to launch a night attack.

Maybe it was because Liang Sishun leaned on his back, gently hugged Lizhi lying on his lap, and watched the rain flow down into a line with a raincoat and hat.

Zhang Chun remembered the picture in a Japanese song.

Kazumasa Oda, a very talented singer.

"Liang Sishun."

"Hmm."

Liang Sishun bent his head over the clothes that a warrior had taken off.

"Actually, you can't stand this kind of environment, I have a set of methods with Lizhi, not something you can learn.

Lizhi started learning at the age of five or six. ” "Don't be afraid, I want to do something for the country, even if it seems useless."

Zhang Chun smiled: "Useful."

Do you know in what era military songs will be produced?

” "Not now?"

"Not now, it's disgraceful for your own people to beat your own people.

You know that music can sometimes move people more than words. ” "Yes."

"It comes from the heart."

"Hmm."

"Reiz and I have been through a lot of this weather, times like this.

So I've always had this song in my heart, do you want to hear it?

” "I want to hear it."

This is the voice of Liz.

"I want to hear it too."

Liang Sishun stretched out the clothes on his head a little.

Oh!

Oh!

The motherland is the light in the dream So far away So close If you're still there On such a rainy night Please hold the gun tightly in your hand Whatever time you stick to it Bygone years Across languages That smile Even if you sleep in the time of victory Please forget about me Please don't cry Oh!

Oh!

I always remember when I wake up It's your eyebrows So clear If you're still there Please hold this rain tightly No matter how fierce the gunfire was Flames of war Burned out of blood It's worth it too Even if you sleep in the time of victory Please forget about me Please don't cry Zhang Chun sang softly, and his hand gently caressed Li's dreamy face.

All around, the whispered voices disappeared.

Lizhi hugged Zhang Chun's waist tightly and buried her face in his arms.

Because two people have been like this since childhood, there is nothing strange about all the fighters.

It's just that they all hold steel guns and look at the sky in a daze.

"Alas, the motherland, full of humiliation and suffering, I don't know when it will be washed clean."

It took a while to finish singing.

Zhang Chuncai whispered.

"If we can't wash it, we will wash it with blood, and it will always be washed."

This is Zhou Rong sitting on the other side.

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"Can you sing it again?"

Liang Sishun asked.

"Don't sing it, this song is not suitable, just listen to it.

The country is suffering from internal and external troubles, but we are preparing for a civil war.

It's uncomfortable to think about it.

Zhang Chun sighed "It's nothing, as long as the place we guard, the people have a good life, and it's worth it for us to die.

Someday, we'll be able to make a splash.

A voice came from afar.

It was Gu Ming's voice.

"I'll remember this song."

Rei said softly.

Zhang Chun smiled, making everyone feel that a gorgeous flower bloomed under the dim sky.

Lizhi remembered that moment deeply.

She hummed the tune in front of Zhang Chun the next day.

She couldn't remember the lyrics, but she hummed the tune.

Liang Sishun didn't remember the tune, she only remembered the lyrics.

The two of them got together, and this pirated version of "Oh Night" was recorded in her small notebook.

This song is one of Zhang Chun's favorites, sung by the Japanese Oda Kazu.

It's a new, free, heartfelt tune, completely devoid of femininity and artificiality.

Liang Sishun sent the lyrics and sheet music to Liang Qichao.

In her letter, she wrote: "This is a new kind of poetry, vernacular poetry.

It seems to be not in accordance with the rhythm, but it conforms to the inner rhythm.

Chinese literature has been delicate and contrived for a long time. quoting scriptures and classics makes many people unable to understand them.

The freedom of poetry is actually the freedom of human beings and the freedom of the human heart, and Chinese poetry should be reborn in this form. ” Soon, the lyrics were published in Yongyan Daily, along with Liang Sishun's letter.

Because of Liang Qichao's huge prestige and Liang Sishun's small fame.

This peculiar poem has caused a lot of repercussions.

It's called the new poem.

On the contrary, no one pays attention to the simple score.

These Zhang Chun don't know yet.

Liang Sishun also learned for a long time that his father had posted his letter in a publication.

Zhang Chun still felt that there should be such a song to motivate the soldiers.

So according to the melody of "I am a soldier", four lyrics were changed.

I'm a soldier From the common people The enemy dares to invade Extinguish it There are only four sentences, and the melody is simple, but it is very uplifting.

After singing, the soldiers usually shouted the password "one, two, three, four."

Zhang Chun heard a feeling of crying and laughing.

But after a few days, a few more sentences came out.

For example, "Hold the steel gun in your hand, protect the family for the people, hey, protect the family for the people."

Some were changed to "love the country and the people." ” So every time they gather for dinner, they will collectively shout a few words.

The barracks were less dreary and more lively.

Let Gu Ming say to Zhang Chun: "It seems that those babbling places are still of some use." ” "How can it be useless?

Everything is useful when used on the common people.

It's useless to do it the other way around.

Whether it's literature or art, it's all the same. ” In April, the first National Assembly of the Republic of China was convened, and Yuan Shikai signed a loan contract with a consortium of banks from Britain, France, Germany, Russia and Japan.

On 1 May, various party organizations in Shanghai denounced Yuan Shikai for the Song case and the loan issue.

Subsequently, the governors of Hunan, Guangdong, Jiangxi, and Anhui jointly issued a telegram, sternly opposing the large-scale borrowing.

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In May, Mr. and Mrs.

Zhang Chun and Liang Sishun returned to Xinmin College.

The academy wanted to welcome them like heroes, which made Zhang Chun baffled.

When I saw Cai Yuanpei, I realized that I had inadvertently set off a new poetry revolution.

Zhang Chun smiled bitterly: "That's not a poem, it's a song, Sishun won't not write a score." ” Liang Sishun smiled and said: "I wrote a score, but I think this is poetry." ” Zhang Chun smiled: "Okay, I'll read another poem, remember, the name is "Generation": the night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light. ” "What else?"

"It's over, just two sentences."

"Ahh Two sentences. ” "Speak, just make it clear."

Zhang Chun is chic, he didn't deliberately plagiarize, he just felt that it was so relieving.

Cai Yuanpei thought for a while and said, "Sishun, it also makes sense.

Two sentences are two sentences.

Anyway, the water is muddy, so stir it. ” Zhang Chun didn't care about any new poems, he went to the Military Engineering Academy to check the minting of silver coins.

Because the engineering institute added a variety of trace precious metals to the silver, the physical properties of silver have changed and become much harder.

These added metals are proportioned and heat treated to change the physical properties and color of the silver surface, creating a peony pattern in addition to the cast plum blossom pattern.

This pattern does not fade and is refracted by multicolored light when turned in sunlight.

These two technologies cannot be cast without knowing the recipe and process.

The Academy of Engineering is working on equipment to enable this process to be mass-produced.

In the bank treasury of the cooperative bank, there are 800,000 taels of silver, and most of the income is consumed in the fairy industrial zone, and the silver in the bank is in and out, from 300,000 taels to 800,000 taels, which is still the result of Zeng Simin's loan interest and the increase in commercial taxes.

Zeng Simin's life was trembling, because she felt that the 800,000 taels were extremely unsafe for the current economic scale.

She had always had high hopes for silver coins, so she spent most of her time staring at silver coin minting research.

Zhang Chun looked at the pattern coin, and the effect was very good, and it was not at all the appearance of the oxidized and dark silver coin outside.

"How's the silver content?"

"About eighty-four percent, the fluctuation is very small."

"I think there are still some problems with the heat treatment process, not every silver coin is the same.

In this way, it will be very troublesome to verify the authenticity in the future. ” A research institute at the Mint said: "We're working on heat treatment automation, and it's much better when it's done, and the people at the electronics institute have made some progress."

Zhang Chun nodded.