Great cold
The great cold is the last of the twenty-four solar terms, and like the small cold, it is a solar term that indicates the degree of coldness of the weather. Great cold means that the weather is extremely cold. According to the continent's long-standing meteorological records, there is no small cold in the northern region, but for most of the south, the coldest is in the great cold festival. The great cold comes at the end of the year, winter goes to spring, and once the great cold passes, a new cycle begins.
It's winter again
Xiao Hong
The big snow white velvet in front of the window is general, and it does not stop falling, and it does not stop all day. My frozen feet last year were completely fine, but this year they were not frozen, and the fireplace was whistling and whistling, and the small explosion of wooden firs was always playing; the glass windows were simply not covered by frost; the firs were not placed in front of the windows last year, but filled the fir rooms.
We decided that we had to return home.
Every time I went to the bookstore, there was not a single magazine, and as for the other books, they were old books that had faded in the glass window three years ago. You have to go, you have to go.
When we meet a friend, we ask, "How many months on the sea are the waves?" How does a small sea vessel get halo? Because we have not sailed the sea, the ship is so big, and it is afraid to see it on the picture, so as soon as we pass by the window of the "International Ticket Company", we must stop for many times.
Looking at the big picture standing in the window, we calculate how tall this ship is! It is said that there is no wind and three feet of waves on the sea, I measure it with my hands on the glass, and see how many times the height of the waves on the sea vessel? It turned out to be so bad! The height of a sea vessel is equal to twenty times that of a wave. I said the ship was six feet tall.
"Where are the six?" Lang Hua objected to me, and he measured again: "Hum! But isn't it! Almost...... The waves are three feet, and the height of the ship is twenty-three feet. ”
Sometimes because I repeat, "Is it that high?" Nothing! Maybe there is! "Lang Hua got angry when he heard this, because the sea vessel was almost quarreling on the street...
But my friends didn't know we were leaving. One day, when we were raising a wine glass at our fat friend's house, and eating roast chicken in our mouths, Lang Hua wanted to say, I didn't ask him to say it, but I said it in the end.
"Good to go! I think you should have gone a long time ago! Fat friends used to say this: "Lang Hua, you go!" I'll deal with you some tolls. I listened to the cases every day in ×× Corey. The leather whip beat that loudly! Hey, let's go! I want to be my friend to get it too... How can that sound be heard? As soon as I looked at the line, I thought of you..."
Old Qin came, he was wearing a brand new coat, it looked like the hat was also new, but without asking him, he himself said first: "You see me wearing a new coat, right?" I had to go to Shanghai, and I was busy making two pieces of clothing, so that I could go into a pawnshop, sell rags, and the new ones were worth a few dollars..."
Hearing this, we were very happy, and it was impossible not to say: "We also go, we must go, waiting in this place for live peeling?" Lang Hua smiled when he finished: "When are you leaving?" ”
"What about you?"
"We don't have to."
"Go on May or June, the waves on the sea are small..."
"Then let's go together!"
Old Qin didn't think we were telling the truth, everyone casually said a lot of things about walking, how to move? Afraid of inspection on the road, afraid of interrogation on the road, no friends to Shanghai, and no money. Happy to say, realistic! With fantasy! Old Qin had been to Shanghai, and he said how the Four Roads were! He said that the poverty in Shanghai is a poor law...
After he left, the snow had not stopped. I put the stove in another piece of wood. It's time for dinner again! I think about last year, think about this year, look at my hand bone joints swollen a little bigger, still so tall, still so thin...
I know the house too well, and I know how many extra nails there are on the walls or on the roof. What about Lang Hua? He was not skinny, he was business as usual, and he had been like that since the time I had known him, with high cheekbones, small eyes, a large mouth, and a nose that was a pillar.
"What do we eat?" Eat noodles or rice? ”
Actually we have rice noodles, which is different from last year, and suddenly those memories hold me... Borrow two dimes or a dime... Empty handed he ran back... Go into the pawnshop with your new cotton robe.
I thought of my frostbitten feet and subconsciously looked at them. So I thought of the teaks, so many teaks, burn it!
So I went and moved the wooden garnet in again.
"Shut the door!" It's cold! Lang Hua shouted. He still put his hands in his trouser pockets and swirled around on the ground; when it came to walking, he kept spinning, and it was common for him to spin for half an hour.
In the fall, we've already installed the lights. Hide under the lamp and copy your own manuscript. Lang Hua ran out again, he ran out to play, which is different from last year, this year he is not going to be a tutor outside.
This article is selected from Xiao Hong's essay "Shangshi Street"
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