Chapter 2 we don't have winter here

I was with a few friends that day, and everyone said that the climate in Beijing seemed to be getting warmer every year, and the winter was getting shorter every year, so short that there was almost no winter. We remember when we were young, the winter in Beijing was very long, curled up in the bed at night, always heard the whistling north wind, and the window paper whistled like ghosts, whistling all night long. I got up early with my schoolbag in my arms and walked forward in the wind with my head bowed. The snow in the dirt road was crushed into small ditch-like mud. I accidentally stepped on it, and even my little cotton shoes got stuck in the mud. Can't pull it out!In the door openings on both sides of the alley, there are always a few people curled up, beggars, picking up rags... Faces purple with cold, limbs trembling, clothes hanging on their bodies like dead leaves, mouths Moaning intermittently.Seeing these images of pain, we unconsciously walked faster, and when we were "in a panic", our little cotton shoes got stuck in the mud!

So cold, huddled, and muddy... After a long and gray-yellow few months, we suddenly felt irritable and took off our cotton padded clothes. It turned out that spring had arrived!But after wearing the jacket for a few days, I have to change into unlined clothes. It turns out that summer is in front of us again, so we always say that there is no spring in Beijing. The winters of the past few years have been very different.It is still windy and snowy in Beijing, but the snow that has fallen is neatly piled up on both sides of the smooth asphalt road. When the sun shines and the wind blows, it seems that there has never been snow.The happiest thing is: those painful images can no longer be seen in the gate hole, and the groaning voice can no longer be heard.Those who came out from there were those who went to school, went to work, men, women and children who went to work, their clothes and shoes were simple and neat, with a peaceful smile on their lips, and they walked forward with their heads held high.

Especially last year—1957, it seemed that there was no winter.Although in terms of climate, there have been winds, snow, and rivers frozen, but people have never heard the word "winter". obsolete vocabulary.As soon as I write, the cotton coats on people have not been taken off, the ice in the North Sea has not melted, the grass has not greened, and the willows have not greened, and the spring has already filled the suburbs of Beijing! In fact, it is more than just the suburbs of Beijing?In our vast and vast land, in the hearts of 600 million people, winter has never come! It's not that winter hasn't come. In the raging revolutionary momentum, "five years look at three years, three years look at the first year, and the first year looks at the previous winter." We worked together in the fields, on the river beach, in the On the construction site, the spring was pushed forward by three months, and the bright and warm spring in the hearts of the people swallowed up the severe winter.

This is a big change in thousands of years!Since then, winter has lost its traditional meaning, and it has become a prelude to spring! We don't have to recite soft words of consolation and hope like the British poet Shelley: "Winter is coming, will spring be far behind?" We simply say: "We don't have winter here!" Let's wake up the spring", first edition in January 1960 by Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House. )