Every morning, as soon as the sun comes out, you can immediately feel the hot feeling brought by strong ultraviolet rays. At noon, when the sun is shining, walking in the sun feels like being in a fire. After a morning of exposure, the earth has absorbed enough heat and started to release it. The thermometer always stays around 37 degrees, even reaching 40 degrees.
Sunny, hot and hot weather not only bakes people's bodies, but also bakes people's emotions. In summer, the body is prone to heatstroke, and the mood is more prone to heatstroke. The mood of heatstroke is like a runaway wild horse, sometimes agitated and sometimes vividly imagining the past, which is more related to the hot summer.
In that year, murders often happened in Changsha.
I remember studying geography in primary school, only knowing that there are three stoves in China, which are all near the Yangtze River, namely, Chongqing, Wuhan and Nanjing. Based on my personal life experience and feelings of more than 60 years, Changsha should be the fourth largest stove city in China.
According to my father's memory of Changsha, in 1954, Changsha had the biggest flood, the longest hot and humid weather, and the highest temperature was 40 degrees (Baidu searched Changsha from 195 1, and the highest temperature was 42 degrees, I don't know what year it was).
That year, people died of heatstroke from time to time in Changsha. Most of the people who died of heat were old people and children. The children who died of heat picked them up with a laundry list and sent them to the city for burial as soon as possible. This kind of thing happens every summer in the slums of India. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in Changsha, my city. 1954. This sounds terrible.
/kloc-0 was born in Changsha in the summer of 1953, and/kloc-0 just turned one year old in 1954. My young life has survived such a high temperature and summer heat, which is attributed to my parents' meticulous care and my tenacious life.
"Follow Your Feet" —— Warm childhood memories
When I was a child, there was another thing that always reminded me in the hot summer, and that was to follow my father to buy rice.
I remember that one summer when I was about four or five years old, the hot summer had baked the earth extremely hot, especially in the afternoon, the hot sunshine made the newly built asphalt road in front of my house swell one by one. On the black asphalt road, layers of visible air heat waves are constantly rising, and cicadas on trees are constantly chirping under the scorching sun, which adds a little anxiety and uneasiness to people who rest in the afternoon.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, my father is going to buy rice after a busy day's livelihood. The place to buy rice is now Juguan Temple, which was also called Wangjiapingzi at that time, only two miles from my home, Jason Wu Road.
For some reason, I had to go with my father when I learned that he was going out. The behavior of adults calling children is called "following their feet". In fact, now that I think about it, children subconsciously want adults to buy snacks such as candy when they go shopping. For this gluttony, I cried and made noise, and my attitude was so stubborn that my father had walked from the street to the main road. I cried and chased all the way to the door of Xie's tailor's shop.
When my father saw me lift my feet and went out, he had to turn around and blame me and say, "You just won't listen. You have to follow me on a hot day. You will know what it is! " After that, I stretched out my rough hand and led me across the newly built road in front of the door.
Children are children. They feel comfortable under the guidance of adults. They are practical and don't cry. They wore shorts, went shirtless, and walked barefoot on the asphalt road that was almost melted and softened by the sun. I just feel soft, warm and uncomfortable, but I can't remember it now, but I still remember the fresh and exciting feeling.
Cross the road and walk into the alley of Hengqing examination room diagonally opposite. The pavement is paved with long granite, which is also scalded by the sun. The little feet are very hot but smooth. No wonder the streets before the Qing Dynasty were uneven after hundreds of years of wind and rain and rolling. My father walked so fast that I was almost trotted by him. Only in this way can I keep up with his pace and my little feet won't be burned.
Run out of the Hengqing Examination Hall, cross the Planting Fuyuan and Swallow Bridge, and not far ahead is the grain shop of Juguan Temple. The grain store is a black painted door, which is very big and thick (the details are very big), and the storefront is also very big, which feels very cool. After a while, my father bought rice, oiled it and led me back.
With 20 kilograms of rice on his shoulder and a bottle of oil in his hand, he led me in the scorching sun, and my father was obviously struggling. He gasped and said to me gently, "Do you want to follow your feet next time?"? You know it's amazing this time. Don't follow your feet next time, remember? " There is blame in the tone, but more pity.
Listening to my father's breathing and repeated chanting all the way, I stepped on the hot slate road and asphalt road and soon went home again. No desire to eat snacks, and no depression blamed by my father. Only the freshness and excitement of walking in the hot sun is really: "children don't know the taste of summer heat."
For many years, every summer, it always reminds me of my father buying rice with his feet. There is always an ink painting picture in front of me: a thin father, wearing a white T-shirt and slim blue shorts, carrying rice on his shoulders, holding a bottle of oil in one hand and a pair of hairpins in the other, with bare arms and wearing shorts.
Swimming in Liuyang River almost drowned.
The hot summer also provides us naughty city children with a special way to cool off, that is, swimming in the river.
Especially after the summer vacation, out of the control of the school, parents are too busy to make a living, and we naughty children living in slums are even more unrestrained. Every time after lunch, the children in Li Xiang quietly sneak out of the house, get together in small groups and go swimming in Xiangjiang River or Liuyang River.
Looking back now, it was a very risky activity. Children are prone to accidents without the supervision of adults. Even now, every summer, children's swimming and drowning incidents are still frequently seen on TV and newspapers, not to mention the fifties and sixties when we grew up. In our street, some children had lunch and went swimming with us, while others never came back.
I remember that a child who lives in the street behind us is called Mao Yazi. He is twelve years old and very big. He went out at noon and never came back. His father is a tricycle driver and his mother is a housewife. It's a pity that he was put on the bamboo shop after being fished back. The child who is about to grow up died like this, leaving his parents with a lifetime of sadness and pain.
I was almost in trouble myself that summer when I was ten years old. Fortunately, my neighbor's eldest brother, who went with me, swims well and is several years older than me. He and another neighbor tried their best to save me from the Liuyang River. In fact, the reason for drowning at that time was very simple, that is, the difference in children's thoughts.
That afternoon, I went swimming in Liuyang River with him and other neighbors' children. At that time, I had not learned to swim. At first, I only played in waist-high water on the shore. The neighbor's eldest brother depends on his good water. After playing for a while, he said to me, "Shall we swim to the other side?" The water there is clearer and more fun, and you can steal farmers' watermelons to eat. "Fine YaZi greedy, when I heard that there are watermelons to eat. But I said, "I can't swim yet. I am afraid of reaching the middle of the river! " "He said it doesn't matter. I'll take you there.
At that time, my neighbor's eldest brother was fourteen or fifteen years old. He looks like an adult and is good at water. Crossing Xiangjiang River and Liuyang River is effortless, which makes those of us who can't swim envious. It was because of my trust in him that I asked him to carry me to the middle reaches of the river. Who knows, as soon as I entered the river, the water was rushing, and I panicked, holding his neck tightly with my hands. He was out of breath and kept telling me to let go, but in that case, how dare I let go?
Only in this case can people understand what death is. Instead of letting go, I held on tighter and tighter. I really held on like a straw. He choked two mouthfuls of water and panicked. After backstroke, I dived underwater. He struggled to free himself from my hand. I kept struggling in the water and drinking water (fortunately, I didn't choke to death). I thought to myself: this is over, it's over. ...
At this time, my neighbor's eldest brother got rid of my hand and calmed down. He quickly approached me from behind with another neighbor who could swim, leaned me over, and swam by my hand for a while before pulling me ashore.
After landing, I haven't recovered for a long time. Lying on the beach, I only heard an elderly neighbor's child say, slap his mouth quickly and wake him up, so as to prevent the drowning ghost from getting into his body (there is a folk custom that people who are rescued after drowning should slap their mouths to drive away the ghost and wake up). I quickly sat up and said, stop fighting, I woke up. Say and wow, spit a big pool of water, people completely return to absolute being.
On the way home, my neighbor's eldest brother said to me, you are so lucky. If I drown you today, I will take the initiative to tell your parents. To tell you the truth, I have never choked since I swam. Today is the first time I have tasted suffocation. If someone hadn't helped me, I would have saved you. I said, I don't know how to hold your neck tighter and tighter. Maybe I panicked when I saw someone floating up in the deep water.
In this way, the two chatted about the feelings of the rest of their lives. When I got home, I didn't dare to tell my parents that I was still like nothing, but I was really scared. Every time they think about the scene of being flooded, they always have a lingering fear. This is what people often say about life. Life is endless, so I can still play with these words here today. Ah! I will never forget the memory of passing death in summer!
The "kiln loading" in high temperature days is encouraged by the tempering method of steel.
When I was seventeen, I took part in a job. The unit is a brick factory, and the first job is to install kiln. Soon after I joined the work, I entered the summer. In the hot summer, the temperature was already over 30 degrees, so we had to drill into the dark kiln room to install the kiln.
The specific work is to pile bricks weighing six kilograms into piles of brick walls with ventilation function according to certain baking requirements. This is a manual work that requires some skilled skills. It lasts for four or five hours and carries dozens of tons every day.
Especially in the hot summer, we stand in a kiln house that has just been eroded by a raging fire of 1000 degrees. Our whole body is like water that has been fished out. There is not a dry yarn. Although the temperature in the kiln room is high, it is very dark. Two low-voltage incandescent lamps are hung on the top of the kiln room for lighting. The high-speed axial fan is wrapped in harsh noise, hot air and dust, which makes it difficult for us to breathe and keep our eyes open. At our feet, we were wearing round canvas shoes with an inch thick cloth bottom.
Some people who came into the factory with us really couldn't stand the pain and simply resigned and went home. Some people began to call in sick in the infirmary and hospital, and some people found relationships to change jobs. In short, as long as they can get rid of this job, each of them will cross the ocean and show their magical powers.
People work in hot places, sweat a lot, and their mouths are particularly thirsty. Only by constantly drinking water can we keep the balance of water in the body. There is a big barrel outside the kiln. Inside the barrel are tea leaves made of old tea leaves. Tea is very strong, just like old soy sauce now, with a layer of white brick ash floating on it. Every ten minutes, you will run out of the kiln and breathe the natural air outside. I'm surprised at the antibodies in my body. A team of more than a dozen people share a bucket of tea and a spoon. * * * I have not been infected with infectious diseases such as hepatitis B for many years.
Working in that hard working environment is also a test of people's will. In those hard years, I always used a sentence in the novel How Steel was Tempered by the former Soviet Union to cheer myself up: "Labor is harsh, but it can train people into steel education." I often recite the teachings of the ancients: "Therefore, if the sky is going to fall to the Sri Lankan people, we must first suffer their hearts, work their bones and muscles, starve their bodies, and empty their bodies ... then we will know that we were born in sorrow and died in happiness."
Use this belief to strengthen your will and stick to that heavy and hard work. It has been six years since winter went and spring came. I spent my time in a dark, hot and dusty kiln workshop. In other words, six hot summers were spent in the kiln house.
Especially those old masters who are older than me, have been engaged in this work since they entered the factory in the middle and late 1950 s until they retired in the middle and late 1980 s. It can be said that they have lived with red bricks all their lives, and their hard-working spirit cannot but make people respect.
It is these six years of hard work experience that has become the most important spiritual wealth on my life path, inspiring me to constantly strive to change my living environment. My education level is the foundation of primary school and the brand of middle school, so I picked up the original middle school textbook in my spare time and started systematic self-study. The purpose of self-study is to enrich one's spare time, and the other is to firmly believe that what one has learned can come in handy after all.
1979 In the hot summer, on July 7th, 8th and 9th, I took part in the national unified college entrance examination. Although the college entrance examination was not recorded, it aroused my confidence and courage. Finally, in the hot summer of 1982, I received hunan radio and tv university's admission notice and started my three-year study and life in RTVU.
Later, the temperature was 40 degrees, and that was all.
After experiencing the extreme weather of 1954, it experienced another high temperature weather of 40 degrees. That was August 20 13 10.
The weather forecast information on the first day told the public: (There was no WeChat at that time) Today's temperature will reach 40 degrees. Since the meteorological record 195 1 year was recorded in Changsha, the high temperature weather lasting over 35 degrees has reached more than 40 days, which is a record number.
What is the concept of high temperature of 40 degrees? That is, the atmospheric temperature has exceeded the human body temperature by four degrees. In this extremely hot weather, if you are not careful, you will suffer from heatstroke, from fainting to shock. I was just in my sixties and went to Qiu Lai in the spring. It is not uncommon for me to experience cold and summer, but this hot weather is the first time in my life. (Because the first time was too small to remember. )
In the face of such high temperature and extreme weather, the public's reaction is normal. Although the sun is still poisonous, it makes no difference in peacetime. Retired aunts and grandmothers are still doing morning exercises, young people are working as usual, and the high temperature of 40 degrees is not particularly uncomfortable for the body.
I remember it happened to be Sunday. I exercised and relaxed in the park all morning. After lunch, I took a nap in the air-conditioned room in the afternoon. When the sun went down, the high temperature of 40 degrees passed normally. Come to think of it, it is no wonder that there are two reasons. One is that the continuous high temperature weather has strengthened the adaptability and adjustment function of the human body. The other is abundant electricity and the popularity of air-conditioning equipment, which improves people's ability to resist high temperature and makes people in cities generally feel that the temperature is 40, but that's all.
In the hot summer, we are endowed with rich life connotations. Under the transpiration of sunshine, heat and high temperature, we will always interpret some unusual stories, produce some unforgettable feelings and play them back on the memory hard disk from time to time.
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* This article is exclusively published by CityMemory, written by | Simi, edited by | Konoha, typesetting | Lillian. The pictures without source are all from the internet.