Memories of the cat winter, the era of splashing water into ice

Lu Yao's description of winter in "Ordinary World" reminds me of a childhood past: the mountains and mountains are no longer bare and there is no green color to be seen......The rivers and rivers were all covered by ice. On the cliffs on both sides of the river, huge ice curtains hang from them;This poetic passion of nature seems to have suddenly "frozen", and the ice body still maintains the posture of the torrent. In the sky above the cities and villages, black charcoal smoke and white firewood smoke wafted in the air. People are wearing bloated cotton clothes and pants...White mist ...... spewed out of his mouth

In the northeast, there is a "cat winter" said, that is, the cat tries not to go out in the house, otherwise you can really freeze you into a popsicle, the big cotton jacket and two cotton pants are the necessities of every family and everyone, minus twenty or thirty degrees are normal, and the cold fog is frozen outside at night, which is the feeling that looks foggy, which is pure cold.

In that winter when the north wind and snow were cold, the adults also nested on the kang head, watching black and white TV, at that time all TV stations were free to watch, and vaguely remembered that there were only 7 stations (** TV station, Liaoning TV station, Shenyang TV station, Liaoning Education TV station The rest is not clear), * TV station will broadcast two episodes of "Journey to the West" every morning, and two episodes of "Huo Yuanjia" will be broadcast in the afternoon, and it will be miserable "power outage" at more than 7 o'clock in the evening, because there is a shortage of electricity in that era, and it will not be called until 1 o'clock in the second half of the night. Candles are a must-have for every household, after the power outage, the house is dark inside and outside, even if the candle is lit, it will not have any effect, just a little bit of light, it is convenient to go to the outhouse before going to bed, so there is nothing to do, everyone will go to bed early.

Because of my young age, every time I get up at night to pee in the outhouse, I will call my mother to light a candle, and dare to pee by the faint light, I am in front, my mother is holding a candle to light up in the back, after urinating, I lift my pants and run back to the bed, my mother shouts in the back to slow down and don't trip. In winter, the real place is the place where you belong.

That day, my father bought a brand new tape recorder in the city, and also bought two boxes of tapes, and arrived home at night just in time for the power outage, in order to listen to the tape recorder, our family stiffened until 1 o'clock in the second half of the night, plugged in the electricity and played Teresa Teng's song (small town story, walking on the road of life, the moon represents my heart, wine and coffee, I only care about you....It was so good, it was the first time I had heard such a good song, and I didn't sleep all night.

The cold seals the surface of the river into ice, and groups of friends wear cotton clothes and cotton trousers on the cotton baskets, running crazy on the snowy ice surface, snowball fights, ice skating, and ice cars, and they don't feel what the cold is, and the frozen big snot flows into the mouth, or salty. When we are tired of playing, we lie on the ice for a while, and we don't feel cold. Looking back at that era, we were so stupid, so pure, so skinny, so true...Can't go back......All that was left to me was the innocent memories and the only pure land in the depths of my soul.