When I first arrived in Germany, I had plenty of goods and everything I wanted. I don't know what hunger is. However, the fascist leader is aggressive and has long threatened: "cannon, not cream." From about 1937, the grain ration system was gradually implemented. At first butter was limited, then meat, and finally bread and potatoes. 1939, Hitler flagrantly launched the second world war, and the Germans tightened their belts again. The slogan has been successfully realized.
We in China don't eat much meat, and our so-called "staple food" is actually a "non-staple food" for westerners. We didn't eat butter before. So when the Germans started to lose their temper, I was still carefree and calm. However, when my "staple food" bread and potatoes were rationed, I felt a little bad. Without bread, the essence is even more terrible. I don't know what's in it. Some people say it's fishmeal, which can't be denied or confirmed. Anyway, as long as you wear it for one day, it will smell like fish the next day. If you eat it, you can make gas in your stomach.
By the end of the spring of 1945, the war situation had turned sharply. Germany can't talk about any resistance, only the ability to parry, and even the strength to fight back. 24 hours a day, it is an alarm period. On the surface, however, the people did not panic. They are calm, but obviously a little numb.
In silence, they seem to be waiting for something.
What they were waiting for really arrived. In order to preserve the real situation at that time, I simply copied two diaries at that time.
1April 7, 945
Get up in the morning, have breakfast and go to town to buy a loaf of bread. I went to several bakeries, but none of them. Finally, I bought it in a crowded shop. British and American reconnaissance planes circled in the sky. After lunch, the alarm clock came again. I went out and ran to Pilzkeller (the cave where mushrooms were planted) ... I waited until after 5 o'clock, feeling that there would be nothing more, and then I slowly went home. Shortly after I sat down, I heard the sound of the plane, ran downstairs and finally ran to Pilzkeller. Bombs are still being dropped on the city in batches. Our dreaded Grosven Reeve has finally arrived. After a long time, it was quiet outside. When we came out, we saw a fire in the area around Xicheng Station, and the smoke went straight into the sky. Go home before 8 o'clock. After dinner, I sat in the dark for a long time, feeling uneasy, like ants on hot bricks, and finally brought something up the hill to Pilzkeller.
1April 8, 945
Keller was very cold, so I sat there with a blanket, but I just couldn't sleep. I wonder why there are so many people in it, and they are squeezing in one by one. Later, I heard that the Party Department had announced that all women and children would leave G? ttingen. I'm surprised. Of course I won't fall asleep again. At least I looked forward to dawn, hurried home to eat something, moved a batch of books to Keller, and went back. The cannon sounded loud in the distance. Keller is a mess. Some say that the Germans should guard the city; Some people say that Costa Rica is ready to surrender. Suddenly, the siren sounded in the city for five minutes, and my heart was shocked again. My own fate was decided in a short time, and the sound of guns felt close. Keller ran ahead of the scattered Germans. After a long time, it suddenly quieted down outside. Some people go out to have a look and have seen American tanks. It's even more chaotic inside, and no one dares to come out for fear that American soldiers will shoot. As a result, I went out with a German wife, found an American soldier and told him about it. I'll go back and tell everyone that they are coming out one after another. I am so happy that I can't stop. I ran in front of a tank car and chatted with American soldiers. Forgetting that this is still a state of war, the gun is pointed at me. It's already 3 o'clock when I get home. ..... Soon have the outline of a wife and children. Their house was occupied by American soldiers. When chatting with them, I was in a mess, happy and excited, and I couldn't say what to do. G? ttingen was thus liberated.