20年代末的一个寒冷冬日,寒风狂肆闽西大地,在起起伏伏如红色波浪的梁野山系的一处山峦上,一棵枯树在风中摇曳,寒鸦数点凄栖,突然一阵凄清的枪响,炸疯了山谷,极悠长、空旷,寒鸦惊飞,飞入夕阳的光圈。 山脚下,荒芜的田野间,一低矮的打铁木棚内,一位精壮的汉子正对着熊熊炉火挥锤锻打,豆大的汗珠从他坚实的臂膀上无声滚落。 此人正是刘振东(刘亚楼),闽西人民的儿子、梁野山的英雄！ 一年以后的又一个冬日,将军(那时他还不叫将军)来到了湘店店下。 汀江在侧,船帆千里。 将军风尘仆仆,衣衫飘飘,他一眼望见了那熟悉的汀江松,临江独立 On a cold winter day in the late 1920s, the cold wind blew wild west of Fujian. On a mountain of Liangye mountain range with ups and downs such as red waves, a dead tree swayed in the wind, and the jackdaws were desolate. All of a sudden A burst of desolate gunshot, fried crazy valley, very long, open, jackdaw scared, flying into the sunset aperture. At the foot of the mountain, between the barren fields, in a low, blacksmithing wooden shed, a mighty man was waging a raging fire against a raging hearth, and the sweat of beans dribbles silently from his firm arms. This person is Liu Zhendong (Liu Yalou), the son of Minxi people, the hero of Liang Ye Shan! One more year later, on a winter’s day, the general (when he was not called a general) came to the Xiangdian store. Tingjiang side, sail thousands of miles. Generals busy schedule, clothes fluttering, he saw the familiar Tingjiang Song, Linjiang independent