岸涧黎色

心虽有所觉,但亦作不解。

好的笔者讲历史

读战斗民族历史时突然因为一句话感受到了灵魂撞击。

“And especially the Bolsheviks, they were losing membership on the eve of the war, their leaders lived year after year in exile, dreaming of the great days of 1905 which stubbornly failed to repeat themselves and sometimes pessimistically admitting, as Lenin did, that there might be no revolution in their time.”
— The Russian Revolution and the Soviet Union

绝望、希望、梦想、责任、煎熬、失而复得,在战争中人人的情绪都敏感而脆弱,像绷着一根无望的弦。其实知道当时的列宁是什么心情的人早已不在,但笔者的情绪为苍白的历史润上了模糊斑斓的色。与其说是史记,更像是罗曼蒂克小说。

说起来,如果自己早五十年出生到UC伯克利读历史,就有机会听革命家亲口阐述战争经历,想想也是挺带感的。这种想法大概来源于一种只能在书中了解民国先烈的遗憾。