This year, my beloved Premier Zhou first suffered from cancer and passed away in the world in the world. This was undoubtedly a very heavy mental blow to the people at that time.

1976 was a year of many disasters and sorrows for the Chinese nation.

This year, the beloved Premier Zhou first suffered from cancer and passed away in the world in the world. This was undoubtedly a very heavy mental blow to the people at that time. Then the unfortunate death of Chairman Zhu De made the Chinese people even more sad and frightened. When the radio speaker came to the afternoon of September 9th, I was delayed by the Tangshan earthquake and going to the countryside, and I was tied to the workers on the construction site to tie steel bars. When the bad news came, we were almost stunned. But on the hot day, I felt a chill coming and I couldn't help but tremble all over my body. Let’s look at the workers. After a few minutes of silence, they put down their tools and gathered together. Several female workers had already sobbed and cried, and the male workers were also looking at each other blankly with their heads hanging down. The scene was like a group of children without a mother. At that time, we were in such a state of mind, the kind of fear that was unprepared, the kind of surprise that great men should live forever, and the kind of concern about the fate of the motherland after experiencing harsh political struggles, especially the Lin Biao counter-revolutionary incident. For the Chinese who have just been established for twenty-seven years, they still vaguely remember the country's problems and the people's miserable lives. The new life brought to the people by the Communist Party of China in the rain of bullets has long turned into love for the leaders and has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people.

If the successive deaths of three great men are compared to man-made disasters, the Tangshan earthquake that year was a rare natural disaster in history. Our small town in Linhai has always been the summer capital of the motherland. It is not only the place where the central leaders work in summer, but also a famous tourist destination. I remember that summer was extremely hot, but the cool sea breeze in the past could not dissipate the suffocating and stuffy airflow. At that time, the housing conditions were originally very poor. My eldest brother and the second brother lived in the room. It was embarrassing enough for me to be on the same kang. But my cousin from Beijing came to Qin for summer vacation. The steamer-like room made me sleep with my pillows, and I couldn't sleep. I remember that my mother, who had been tired for a day, couldn't fall asleep due to the stuffy heat, so she sat up and slapped her cousin, who was only eight years old. When I was just sleepy, I suddenly heard a loud noise, and then the house swayed violently. At this time, the family members rushed towards the door, but the door was shocked and could not be opened. My parents immediately pulled off the window screen and led us to jump out of the window. When our family quickly ran to the doorstep, they could only hear the children from the neighbors crying and shouting, and they were connected one after another. We, who had just woken up from our sleep, only realized that an earthquake had occurred. The next day, we learned from the radio speaker that the epicenter of the earthquake was Tangshan City . The magnitude 7:8 earthquake has caused houses in Tangshan and Fengnan to collapse. On the third day, our city organized personnel to go to Tangshan for rescue. I remember that my father, who was then the deputy secretary of the Party Committee of Sanjian Company, was suffering from stomach disease and . After receiving instructions from his superiors, he quickly resettled his home and immediately led the company's employees to the disaster area.

A house leak happened to rainy days. On those days, not only did the aftershocks make us terrified, but the heavy rain also makes us who are unable to return home and have nowhere to hide. On the one hand, my mother led our brothers and sisters and cousins ​​to build earthquake sheds, and on the other hand, she also had to set up a temporary stove to cook for her hunger. More often, the family is worried about the safety of the sick father organizing disaster relief at the disaster relief site, and whether his father can support his body in such a harsh environment. A month and a half later, when my father returned home with a sick body that had lost a lot of weight, our hanging hearts suddenly calmed down. My father told us that at the disaster relief site, they saw broken walls and corpses everywhere. The urgency to save people has already left his body out of the sky. My father said that after experiencing this earthquake in life and death, we should understand how small human beings are in the face of nature, and we must learn to survive the fittest in nature. Nature is not our enemy, but the foundation on which we live.My father's words made me think about it for a long time, especially when the official announced that the number of victims of the Tangshan earthquake was 240,000, and I had a deeper understanding of the meaning of life in a confused manner.

In the autumn of this year, after experiencing the grief of the deaths of three great men and the disasters brought by the earthquake, I, at the age of eighteen, carried my bags and went to the countryside, and began my first station in a small mountain village with only 48 households. When I picked up the sickle to harvest sorghum and rice, I did not retreat because of the purple bubbles and bloody cuts on my hands; when I was eating steamed buns and sweet potatoes cabbage soup , I did not tell my family any difficulties; when I cracked the tiger's mouth with my right hand and then induced the infection, I did not shed half tears due to the unbearable swelling and pain of my entire arm and hand. Because we experienced too much that year, we seemed to have grown up all of a sudden before we could transform from students to real adults. I feel that in such a special historical period, my suffering is nothing, let alone anything.

This year we also experienced a special historic turning point. In October of that year, our party smashed the "Gang of Four" in one fell swoop. That day, Shanhaiguan District organized a parade to celebrate the smashing of the "Gang of Four". The members and I cheered with all kinds of colorful flags and circled around the city wall for a whole day. I remember that we ate sorghum rice that day. The stomach acid made me vomit while shouting slogans. When the parade was over, my clothes and pants were already unrecognizable. At that time, we didn’t understand politics, we didn’t know what changes the Party Central Committee’s wise decisions would bring to China later, and we didn’t know what changes this change would bring to our growth trajectory. When we returned to the city, we made up for the cultural knowledge we had lost with strong compensation, when we were studying in colleges and undergraduates in a university without walls, and when we personally experienced the gratifying changes brought by reform and opening up to work, family and life, I finally remembered everything I experienced that year when I looked back.

My father's words made me think about it for a long time, especially when the official announced that the number of victims of the Tangshan earthquake was 240,000, and I had a deeper understanding of the meaning of life in a confused manner.

In the autumn of this year, after experiencing the grief of the deaths of three great men and the disasters brought by the earthquake, I, at the age of eighteen, carried my bags and went to the countryside, and began my first station in a small mountain village with only 48 households. When I picked up the sickle to harvest sorghum and rice, I did not retreat because of the purple bubbles and bloody cuts on my hands; when I was eating steamed buns and sweet potatoes cabbage soup , I did not tell my family any difficulties; when I cracked the tiger's mouth with my right hand and then induced the infection, I did not shed half tears due to the unbearable swelling and pain of my entire arm and hand. Because we experienced too much that year, we seemed to have grown up all of a sudden before we could transform from students to real adults. I feel that in such a special historical period, my suffering is nothing, let alone anything.

This year we also experienced a special historic turning point. In October of that year, our party smashed the "Gang of Four" in one fell swoop. That day, Shanhaiguan District organized a parade to celebrate the smashing of the "Gang of Four". The members and I cheered with all kinds of colorful flags and circled around the city wall for a whole day. I remember that we ate sorghum rice that day. The stomach acid made me vomit while shouting slogans. When the parade was over, my clothes and pants were already unrecognizable. At that time, we didn’t understand politics, we didn’t know what changes the Party Central Committee’s wise decisions would bring to China later, and we didn’t know what changes this change would bring to our growth trajectory. When we returned to the city, we made up for the cultural knowledge we had lost with strong compensation, when we were studying in colleges and undergraduates in a university without walls, and when we personally experienced the gratifying changes brought by reform and opening up to work, family and life, I finally remembered everything I experienced that year when I looked back.