Chengdu, all said, is a livable city, with deep cultural heritage, slow pace of life, men's housekeepers, women's eyes, and ubiquitous cuisine. But I came to Chengdu in 2010, and although I have settled down in Chengdu, I have never felt that I am a Chengdu native.
Lingering shades of gray.
In the winter of Chengdu, it is basically dominated by gray tones, and everywhere is gray. The sky, the earth, and the high-rise buildings of the factory buildings a hundred meters away are all chaotic. I used to think that this was fog, and I still felt that there was a lot of mood, but now I know that this is called haze and pollution. During this time, even the car number limit is limited from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m.
I didn't even dare to breathe deeply, and I had to pinch my fart when I went out, so as not to aggravate the smell in the air. This kind of weather, coupled with the epidemic situation, can only be stuffy at home, hiding in a small building into a unity, wrapping yourself into a bun, and returning to silence with all things in heaven and earth.
Cold, cold, cold, wet cold.
Remember that there is a passage above comparing the cold of Chengdu with the cold of the north, saying that the cold of Chengdu is a magic attack, a kind of cold that cannot be expelled, and a kind of cold that penetrates the bone, which is true.
When I first arrived in Chengdu in 2010, I was young, 25 years old, and my body was full of vitality and energy. At that time, I was in a start-up company, doing online food sales, and there was no delivery staff at that time, so I rode a battery car to deliver it myself.
One winter down, the knees were ruined, the cold air penetrated, it was cold all year round, and the hot days were cool. In the winter, it hurts coldly, and the quilt is not hot. At the moment, I was sitting in front of the computer typing on the keyboard, rubbing my knees with my hands from time to time. The keys to the fingers all felt cold and painful.
I have been in Shanxi, I know that although the winter in the north is also cold, it is dry and cold, and there is heating in the north, and as soon as I enter the house, I have to take off my clothes when I enter the house. But this cold method in Chengdu is really magic enough, and there is nowhere to escape.
Gray tones + cold = winter in Chengdu.
Usually staying in such an environment does not feel anything, get used to it. But that time, I knew there really was something.
In 2017, my wife and I went to Lijiang for the Spring Festival, and when we got off the plane, we saw such a clear sky and suddenly opened our hearts. It felt like the stone pressed on the chest had been removed.
After experiencing the ease, you know the depression. After experiencing the ease of Lijiang's clear sky, I knew the depression of Chengdu's cold gray tones.
Therefore, Chengdu people love to eat, drink, play, and love the sun.
The sunshine in winter can make Chengdu people "excited" more than the earthquake in sleep. Usually there are very few people outside, a big sunny day, the old and small, beautiful and handsome all come out, parks, tea stalls, roadsides, where there is sunshine there are people. Especially some time ago, when the ginkgo biloba leaves were yellow, the golden light under the sun added "preservatives" to people who were about to mold.
Chengdu, I really don't like it!
But people are really strange, I obviously don't like it, and I don't think I'm a Chengdu person, but if I hear someone say that Chengdu is not, I will be uncomfortable and will refute it. Just like my own alma mater, I can scold, but you can't, and if I hear you scolding, then I'll turn the other cheek with you.