We wake up in spring.
Spring in the season, like a sleepy child, sleeps peacefully under the warm and soft quilt in winter.
However, the people of China who seek wealth from nature and race against time will not let it sleep late! 650 million people agreed to wake it up with all kinds of loud noises and earth-shattering actions.
It snows heavily. The north wind blows bones and raises the sharp sand on the earth ... We are carrying eternal spring in our hearts, and we are rushing to every corner of the motherland to wake up spring in the season.
We created spring in the mine, in the furnace, in the salt field, on the spinning machine, on the railway in the desert, on the raging sea, on the bright red lips and in the waving pen.
In spring, I rubbed my eyes and sat up with a surprised smile on my face: "For tens of thousands of years, I have slept enough. In winter, I flew out of the hole, touched you with the color of green grass, the unfrozen river water and the colorful fragrant flowers ... Now everything is upside down, great, you people who are building socialism!"
Spring, driving the whistling spring breeze, picked up the unfurled banner of spring and flew high.
With the rushing sound of spring banners, everything on the earth wakes up.
Kunlun Mountain, a continuous mountain peak, carries towering ice and snow and inserts into the sky. Hot spring air around it, warm it, it smiled and stretched, shook off its snow coat and melted it; Hundreds of millions of ice beads loose into a torrent, laughing loudly, jumping off the towering cliff and rushing down. It flows into the Yellow River, into the Yangtze River, and into the silver mesh river. There, hundreds of millions of worried men, women and children, wrapped in their heads or wearing overalls, greeted them with smiles and took them to shallow reservoirs, canals and thirsty land.
Thousands of rumbling plows and hundreds of millions of hoes waving silver light up and down have liberated this boundless land from the cold in winter. It opened its black chest and gasped, waiting for its food.
Hundreds of millions of tons of fertilizer: collected from pigsty, cowshed, boiler in factory, corner of other people's house ... transported batch after batch of goods. The earth wolfed down the food, wiped the sweat dripping from the corners of her mouth and her face, stood up, and stretched out her strong arms to hug Qian Qian's ten million fat children, holding them tightly in her arms.
These are children of rice, children of wheat, children of cotton flowers ... laughing and crying, they are crowded in this soft and deep chest. The smell of earth made them a little dizzy. They kept shaking each other and shouting, "Brothers and sisters, it's too crowded here. Let me go out and evacuate! "
Vaguely, they heard the sound of spring flags flying in the sky; From thousands of tiny skylights, they saw the golden misty spring sunshine.
How high they jumped for joy! They continued to drill upward and finally drilled deep soil. They stopped, took a deep breath of the fragrance of spring joy, and slowly spread their green wings.
Leaning over them, watching them with loving eyes, there are big girls who are wrapped in cloth headscarves and laugh at dimples, young men who are beaming in overalls, and old men who point and talk with pipe bags. ...
It turns out that they are impatient to wait again!
Spring saw all this in the sky. He smiled and said to himself, "These people who have been living for twenty years, you are in a hurry, and time is almost catching up with you! ……"
Spring is on the trail of spring, so hurry up and take the road in his cloud. Which mountain, which plain, or
We don't have time to care which ocean does its work!
Anyway, we have awakened spring!