● Yu San

In the middle of April last year, fangcaohu farm of the Sixth Division was sunny and the earth was warmed by the sun. In the call of the spring breeze, overnight, the grass drilled out of the ground, the tender buds of the leaves emerged from the withered and yellow branches, and the earthy yellow earth gradually turned light green and had vitality.

The workers took advantage of the sunny weather to quickly sow seeds. The spring breeze is warm, constantly arousing all things and raising the dust in the ground.

The sun warms the earth and exposes the faces of farm men. Men don’t care about dust and exposure. They just take advantage of the good weather to quickly sow seeds into the ground. This is the hope of the year.

Plastic film technology is good, plastic film technology is quack! Mulch film covers the seeds in the field. The seeds are like in a simple greenhouse. They break through the soil in a few days and reveal tender green buds.

One, two, three, one, two, three days, more and more cotton seedlings were unearthed, gradually showing a straight line of seedlings.

The farmer smiled.

The weather forecast says there will be small to medium snowfall along the Tianshan Mountain and some areas. The farm is not far from the snowy area. The farm people began to talk about the cold spring all day.

Farm people are so worried.

I have to admire the current level of science and technology. When the weather forecast comes, it will be overcast. The sky over the farm was covered with thick clouds, and it was gloomy and cold. The farmer who took off his autumn clothes and trousers turned out his autumn clothes and trousers and put them on his body. “What the weather!” Farm workers complain about the sky.

The cold of late spring arrived as promised.

It’s windy. Although it’s spring breeze, it’s not as warm as it was a few days ago. It gives people a cold feeling when it blows on them. In the cold spring breeze, the farm workers not only told their children to wear autumn clothes and trousers, but also cared about the cotton seedlings in the field. Some employees are whimsical. If only cotton seedlings could wear autumn clothes and trousers! Looking at cotton seedlings smaller and more delicate than their own children, I dare not think about it in case of frost.

It began to snow along the Tianshan Mountains and in some areas. The weather on the farm became colder and colder. The farmer’s heart caught his throat. The temperature was still falling. The farmer’s heart began to discount his good hope.

City people chase to some areas to enjoy the spring snow and chant the snow on the mountains, grass and wild flowers.

The sharp drop in temperature has stopped the growth of cotton seedlings in the field of the farm, and the leaves of cotton seedlings are no longer stretched and green, curling up, just like the old people who retract their heads into their necks in the cold wind and stand in rows in the corner of the wall looking forward to the sun.

In the cold wind, at the head of the company, several men wrapped in cotton clothes squatted on the ground, frowning and wrinkling the cotton seedlings, and continued to talk about the cold of the spring. The weather forecast said that the cold weather in the late spring lasted a long time. Some people broke their fingers and counted the day when the cold weather ended, praying that the cold weather in the late spring would pass as soon as possible.

The man squatting on the ground talked about the cold spring in 2004. It seems that this is the same meeting. The cotton seedlings are also so high. The weather forecast says that frost will form in the late spring. At the command of the farm, the whole staff are mobilized and use trolleys, donkey carts and small four-wheel vehicles to transport firewood and cow and sheep dung to the ground. That night, the whole farm staff didn’t sleep and were waiting on the ground for the order to light the fire and make smoke.

At 5 a.m., frost formed over the farm. At the command, the staff guarding the field immediately lit the prepared firewood, grass and cow and sheep dung. Hundreds of thousands of mu of farmland was shrouded in a layer of smoke, just like covering the land with a thick quilt. When the dawn cuts through the black night sky, the smoke has dispersed, the earth appears in people’s eyes, and the cotton seedlings in the fields are still alive.

Several men squatting on the ground are still talking about the late spring cold.

“Now that science and technology are so advanced, why don’t the farm think of a way? What if the frost comes!”

“Maybe it’s because science and technology are advanced, so the farm doesn’t have to find a way!”

People think the latter sentence is quite reasonable. The men also felt hungry, so they got up and drove home for dinner. Two days later, the cold in the late spring ended, and finally there was no frost, nor did it have a great impact on the cotton seedlings on the farm.

The temperature of the farm rises rapidly, the cotton seedlings in the field stretch out again, and the color becomes oily green. In the breeze, it is like graceful teenagers standing upright in the field.