Introduction to the story of Songhua River

People often say: "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky." In fact, the water of the Songhua River is worthy of being from the sky. The Songhua River is a translation of "Song Aliwula" in Manchu, which means "Heaven". The Songhua River is compared to the Tianhe River that falls from the nine heavens to the earth, which summarizes its vastness, longness, richness, beauty and magical scenery. Its meaning is profound and contemplative.

The Songhua River is the largest tributary of Heilongjiang. It is 1,900 kilometers long and has a basin area of ​​545,600 square kilometers, exceeding the area of ​​the Pearl River basin and accounting for 69.32% of the total area of ​​the three northeastern provinces. The total runoff is 75.9 billion cubic meters, exceeding the total runoff of the Yellow River. The mountains and ridges in the Songhua River basin are overlapping, covered with primeval forests, and the wood accumulated on the Daxinganling, Little Xing'anling, Changbai Mountain and other mountains totaling one billion cubic meters, making it the largest forest area in China. The mineral reserves are also extremely rich. In addition to the main coal, there are also gold, copper, iron, etc.

Everyone knows that pine trees only have pine towers, only grow pine seeds, and do not bloom. So, how did the name of Songhua River come from?

According to the elderly who were logging in the mountains, the pine trees also blossomed earlier, and later they were borrowed by someone.

A long time ago, the Heilongjiang area was surrounded by mountains and water, with lush trees and sparsely populated. At that time, Xing'an Mountains and Changbai Mountain were connected, with crisscrossing rivers and lakes leading directly to the sea. There was a surging waves everywhere. In this vast ocean, there was a large lake full of lotus flowers, called Lotus Lake. Regardless of winter and summer, the lake was always covered with lotus leaves, pink lotus, white lotus, calla lily, and colorful, and it bloomed all year round. Under the lotus leaves, groups of fish and clams swam freely, and each clam shell contained a shiny night pearl. On the starry night, there were thousands of auspicious air in the sky and the earth, and the entire lake was like a "grape pot".

But in this Feng Shui treasure land, at some point, a white-winged and white-scaled dragon broke into, nicknamed "Little White Dragon". At first it was hidden at the bottom of the lake without saying a word. Later, it became more and more unrestrained, and it would turn the rivers and seas at any time, stirring the clear water of a clear lake to the sky. Finally, the lotus flowers faded, the fish disappeared, the clams shut their mouths, and the night pearls no longer shone. The clear water of a lake instantly turned into a smelly stagnant water.

Sometimes, when the little white dragon "explodes his wings", the flood immediately rolls, the sky is dark, and the area is implicated within a few hundred miles, and it is always impossible to calm down. The little white dragon's evil deeds angered the old dragon king in the East China Sea, so he sent the black-winged and black-scaled big black dragon to subdue the little white dragon.

For the first time, the big black dragon looked down on the little white dragon. It was called wind and rain all the way, and it came in full force. Halfway through, it deliberately shook the chains that tied the little white dragon. The trembling suddenly flashed and thundered. When the little white dragon knew that the enemy had come, it quickly ate and drank enough, and hid in the dark. The big black dragon was bold and stolen. After the lotus lake, it was nowhere to be seen. When the big black dragon was trapped, the little white dragon jumped up and easily repelled the big black dragon to the mouth of Sanjiang.

The second time, the big black dragon walked along the bottom of the river. But no matter where it swam, it turned the water black. The little white dragon learned the news, and this time it was a big defeat. The big black dragon knew the reason for its failure, and it had to hide itself to win.

In the summer of the next year, the ground was covered with pine flowers, which were white. Some flowers fell on the water, covering all rivers and lakes. The big black dragon was inspired by it, so it borrowed pine flowers to come to Changbai Mountain and Xing'an Mountains, and tried its best to knock the pine flowers to the ground. With a tornado, the pine flowers scattered all over the river, and the water immediately turned white. The big black dragon raised its energy and secretly came to Lotus Lake, and fought for three days and three nights to subdue the little white dragon.

Unfortunately, the little white dragon was not locked, turned south from the mouth of Donghai and fled to the current Xingkai Lake. The big black dragon turned all the rivers into three major rivers, namely the Heilongjiang, the Ussuri River and the Songhua River today. The Lianhua Lake later became less and less water, becoming a half-moon Wudalianchi. The Daxinganling and Changbai Mountain were also separated, one on the south and one on the north.

Since then, the pine trees have stopped blooming. In order to commemorate the contribution of the Great Black Dragon and the contribution of the pine flowers, the river is called Songhua River.

Chapter 1 Tangjiawoshop

The smoke and snow that had been pouring for three days and three nights finally stopped. God is not crazy about drinking. This year's snow is bigger than in previous years. The ancient land of Kanto is covered with thick white snow. The snow on the ground reaches its knees. The snow in the leeing ditch can be left alone. The sky is clear, and the storm of the rising sun jumps out of the horizon, reflecting the white snow. The frozen Songhua River is as silent as the past, revealing the eternal vastness, and like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, remembering the pain and joy on this land. There is no wind, which is a rare good weather.

Going east along the riverside, there are continuous mountains, and at a glance, there are dense and lush pine forests. There are a few graceful birch trees, silently thinking about their thoughts. If the green pine is a majestic boy, then the birch trees are beautiful girls, quietly nestling beside the green pine. The white snow and green pine are reflected in the ice-blue clear sky, like a painting of ink painting, spread on the land of Guandong, revealing the beauty of primitive and quaint.

The mountain road is winding, walking on the knee-deep snow, walking for more than ten miles, a village appears in front of you. White snow covers the roofs of every household, morning smoke rises, like clouds and fog, covering the village, revealing tranquility and tranquility.

This is the Tangjiawopu, which is a relatively large village in a radius of dozens of miles. In the northeast, most of the villages were named after surnames. In the early years, the two brothers surnamed Tang who had entered Guandong from Shandong came here to open up land, farm, fish and mountains, dig medicine and chop firewood. The vast land of Guandong was vast and sparsely populated, and the land was fertile and oily. The wild animals were everywhere on the mountain, and the forests were full of mountain goods. There were plump fresh fish in the river. As long as you are willing to endure hardship and work hard, you will not be hungry. The two brothers built a nest shop and settled down here, so they were called Tangjiawopu. Later, fellow villagers, relatives and friends came to join one after another, and more people became more and more, logging wood, building houses, marrying wives and having children. After more than a hundred years of reproduction, the current large village was formed. Of course, not all the families living in the villages were from the Tang family, but the Tang family still accounted for the majority.

This was the winter of 1932. It had been more than a year since the "9/18" incident. The rumbling cannons in Fengtian City had long gone away. The past Grand Marshal's Mansion hung a sun flag, like a piece of dog skin plaster, stuck to white paper, and it was disliked. In the vigorous Jiangqiao Anti-Japanese War, the heroic Heilongjiang defenders, led by General Ma Zhanshan, fought back against enemies that were several times more than their own, killing and wounding more than 6,000 Japanese and puppet troops. This was the first heavy blow that the Japanese army suffered since the "September 18th" incident, and greatly hit Japan's invasion.

The arrogance of the army delayed its invasion, but the National Government ignored it and did not send reinforcements. Ma Zhanshan fought alone and could not support it. The blood of the brave soldiers dyed the vast white snow red and sprinkled on the black soil. However, the Japanese continued to send reinforcements, with the main divisions entering the battle and resisted for many days. Finally, they were outnumbered and ended in failure. The heroes of the martyrs turned into faint smoke, merged into the blue sky, and protected this black soil. The heroes went away, and how many people could remember their figures and tragic stories.

The hundreds of thousands of Northeast Army of Mr. Zhang's hand was like a fire stick, with more than 100,000 people, and they were not even put on one of the butts. More than 20,000 Japanese soldiers chased after them like a rabbit, and ran to the pass. These beautiful and rich rivers and mountains, white mountains and black waters, the land of Guandong with thousands of miles of fertile land, and millions of people, brought their ancestors' family business, were lost.

The Japanese invaders occupied this land and occupied the three eastern provinces. The country was destroyed and the mountains and rivers were everywhere. Since ancient times, those who broke into Guandong have some characteristics of being unwilling to be merciless in their bones. People living on the black soil of Northeast China are not lacking in toughness and bloodiness. The country has lost its territory and invaded foreign races. In the years of suffering of the Chinese nation, heroes are destined to be born, leading bloody children who are unwilling to be bullied and enslaved by foreign races, and writing a history of struggle. This is an era of many heroes!

It has been more than a year since Tang Qiuli was reborn and came to this world. He has never forgotten the memories of his previous life, and every bit is vivid in his mind.

In his previous life, Tang Qiuli was a commander of the People's Liberation Army's "Wolf Tooth" special forces. He was on the rank of colonel. He was not yet thirty years old and was at the level of the regiment. This is rare in the army. He has led his team to participate in many special combat missions, has experienced many battles, is experienced and experienced. He is an iron-blooded soldier who has experienced blood and fire. I am the only son at home, and my father is a general. He is strict and strict. He accompanied my growth with alternative kindness. From the time I remembered

As soon as I was a soldier, my father asked me to walk with his chest and look up, look ahead, and speak concisely and brightly. It seems that my father regarded me as a soldier under his command. His car never let me sit in it. Since he was ten years old, he has never stopped crossing the five-kilometer off-road every morning. My mother is a professor at the university. I inherited all my mother's strengths, such as kindness, tolerance, understanding and knowledge. In the year of graduation from university,

, with infinite yearning for military career, I entered the military camp. Maybe it was my father's words that deeply influenced me: "If a man does not have the experience of a soldier, his bones will lack the calcium they deserve." This made me crazy about the army and soldiers. I was proficient in national arts. When I was young, I studied under a master's master of the natural sect and practiced the natural sect skills and had profound internal skills. A few years later in the army, I was admitted to the master's degree at the National Defense University, majoring in combat command and special combat theory. I have good language talent and proficient in Japanese and English. To be honest, learning Japanese is to understand the madmen on that island country. In addition to AV, actresses and caesarean section, what else is there in their hearts? In my spare time, I like to study the history of war, especially the history of war, and often fantasize about what would happen to me if I was born in that era?

Good education and the influence of the family environment, elegant bookish spirit and the temperament of an iron-blooded soldier have formed my unique charm. It is not enough to attract attention. Walking on the street, the attention rate is quite high and unique. There was an advertising company that once asked me to endorse a men's health product. The conditions were quite attractive. Of course, I refused, but I was still afraid of my father's reason. If I accepted it, I was afraid that I would die miserably. Besides, it was not suitable for my military status. I am a very disciplined person, but I still felt a little regretful. That was a lot of money! Life is beautiful, the future is unlimited, and my brilliant youth, I cheer!
Chapter completed!