In the Millennium, I went to the military academy and came to Changchun, the capital of Jilin Province, a city famous for its cars, movies and ice and snow tourism festivals.
It was late summer when I entered school, and it was still hot in the customs. It's already cool and pleasant here. Taking a nap in the middle school, quiet, safe, comfortable and especially enjoyable, reminds us of autumn in style.
On Christmas Eve, the expected snowflake comes unexpectedly. The students are very excited, especially those in the south. Most of them are experiencing the truth of snow for the first time. Regardless of the cold wind raging outside, everyone blew to the playground like the wind, looked up at the sky, raised their hands, and let the cold snowflakes touch their faces, fall in their palms and melt in their hearts.
The heavy snow was as expected. After a day and a night, I opened the window. "The scenery in the northland is freezing for thousands of miles, and the snow in Wan Li is drifting ...".
After the snow, the uncle who took the photo was in full bloom. "Bang, bang, bang ..." All kinds of snow scenes, with snowflakes, smiles and the pride of their owners, fly to all directions of the motherland.
The first snow sweeping was both novel and exciting. Everyone waved a broom, danced in the snow, had a snowball fight and made a snowman. This is a great pleasure.
Happiness is flying in the air, and pain is brewing in happiness. The captain flew into a rage, reprimanded the students who made the snowman and called the whole team together to lecture. Only after receiving the training did I know that sweeping snow in the northeast is a very serious matter, because the temperature in winter is MINUS ten degrees, and it is done at sunrise and rests at sunset. Therefore, every time after sweeping snow, we should put the snow on the roadside in an appropriate way, which will not affect cars and people. Because we are soldiers, we should also show the beauty of soldiers when sweeping snow, so we added a process to ourselves. Every time we finish sweeping the snow, we have to make it into a horizontal and vertical "tofu block" In order to be accurate, always bring a thin backpack rope and a small board to shoot snow. The backpack rope is used for straightening and the board is used for leveling. After the height or width of the backpack rope is set, others walk three times, five times and two times, fill the snow with a shovel, and the board will follow. Because the "tofu block" is hard-won, everyone cherishes it. They regularly go to the health area to check whether the snow shape is damaged, fill in the small footprints of children and the "tofu edge" crushed by cars, and keep the "tofu block" unchanged. Repeatedly, it will not be a great success until In the snow melts slowly in May next year.
Due to the heavy task of sweeping snow, the whole people mobilized and shared by every household. The "responsibility area" of our team is divided into a main road in Changchun High-tech Zone. It's far from school, it often snows, and it takes several kilometers to walk. In order not to delay the class, we should get up early at four o'clock in the morning, put on cotton-padded clothes and caps, show sleepy eyes, carry brooms, shovels and other snow sweeping tools, and blow the whistle to gather!
Pushing open the unit door downstairs, a cold current came at people like a scourge, and the temperature of MINUS 20 degrees was like an invisible bayonet, piercing every nerve of the body. Snow was driven by the cold wind, like a rabbit in a hurry, and fled into the building along the door. The biting cold wind, looking for the flaw of clothes, collar, coat hem and trouser legs, was taken into the meat by the biting cold wind, like a bee in a hurry, stung hard, painful and itchy. I subconsciously pulled up the vertical collar of my coat, tied my waist tightly, instinctively shrank my neck, hunched over, put my hand into my sleeve, and let the broom and shovel sway over my shoulder. Sleepiness was dispelled by the cold, and all the organs were almost numb. Two weak eyes stare at the heels of former comrades, and when they slip, they will be left behind by the team. Step on the snow and make a "creaking" sound, indicating that the team is moving forward.
At MINUS 30 degrees, the air is frozen, the dim street lamps are weak and cold, and the light of a Korean clothing factory is shining in the distance. If it is daytime, there are always a group of little girls standing at the window and shouting, "Soldiers! Hard work! " Shout a warm heart.
Everything is frozen, but the mind is still active. Suddenly a sense of pride rose in my heart. That's what people do. The harder they work, the less bitter they feel. I think it's hard enough. What else can I do? Just bite the bullet, no matter how hard and tired you are, what can you do to me? I can't quarrel with you. Winter has come, can spring be far behind? Suffering will eventually pass, and after that, pain is the most chewy thing in my heart.
In the team, the most painful is the students in the south. The temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero is really cruel to them who are used to the four seasons like spring. I mentioned the temperature of MINUS 20 degrees several times in my article. What does it feel like to be MINUS 20 degrees? Although many people have described this feeling, my deepest feeling is that if I go outdoors bareheaded, I think my face is hurt by wicker. Many of them have frostbite on their hands and feet and rhinitis on their noses. Walking into the room, my hands and feet are hot, painful and itchy; When I am outdoors, the wind is biting, my nose is suffocating and I have difficulty breathing. I feel uncomfortable inside and outside, and I suffer everywhere. Even so, everyone is optimistic, without complaining or giving up on themselves.
In the "area of responsibility", the team disbanded on its own, and everyone took up their guys and rushed to the road, spreading their grievances on the snow, pushing, sweeping, piling up, silently pushing and sweeping, sparing no effort, grouping in groups of three or five, freely combining, changing at any time, being orderly, cooperating with each other, and working hard and resolutely.
How many years have passed, this obscure work is really memorable. There is no command, no arrangement, personal consciousness, cohesion and * * * to overcome difficulties.
Think about doing things now, being lazy, talking about conditions and comparing, mainly because we have too many choices and a strong sense of psychological superiority, and we have a sense of crisis that we will be frostbitten if we don't do it, and we will be eliminated if we don't work hard.
Life should really experience the feeling of limit, put yourself in a desperate situation and push your body and mind to the limit. Take part in a marathon, for example, until you are exhausted and really can't run. Then, stick to your teeth and drive your steps with your will until you reach the finish line. After such a painful experience, our outlook on life and values will be discovered and our perspective on problems will change.
In fact, happiness is really simple, but our requirements are too high. I didn't know that health is happiness until I got sick. Being frozen, I know that warmth is happiness; After being hungry, I know that satiety is happiness. As long as we are content, happiness is everywhere.
At dawn, the sky in the east is a fish-belly white, and the students have taken off their cotton hats. At first glance, they all look like successful Taoist priests, with a little heat on their heads and the joy of success on their faces. When they saw the mysterious man who gloriously unveiled his face beside them, they realized that it was he who worked closely with them, smiled at each other and high-fived to celebrate.
It snowed nearly 20 times that year, and the smell of snow made people panic and shudder. It is also snow that challenges our limits, sharpens our will, strengthens unity and leaves an unforgettable friendship.
How many years have passed, this memory is like a flower that never fades, dotted with all the memories about snow in my mind. Every time it snows, it comes to mind.