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Walking at Lingguan Gorge at Night

Du Pengcheng

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Du Pengcheng (1921-1991), a contemporary writer, was born in Hancheng County, Shaanxi Province. His representative works include the novel "Defending Yan'an".

He has been deeply involved in the construction sites of the army for a long time. "Walking at Night" is his excellent short story

that reflects the noble qualities of the working class. There are countless heroic figures and deeds in the boiling construction site, but the author chose a child who has just become sensible as the protagonist of the work.

This has profound meaning. When reading, you should carefully understand how the article selects materials around the core meaning of praising the working class for not being afraid of hardships and working selflessly.

Cheng Yu is a simple, smart, strong and sensible child. His language, behavior and expressions are written on the front of the work; his parents are not afraid of hardships

and are dedicated to selfless labor. , mainly expressed through side description.

Read the pronunciation of the following highlighted words correctly.

The mountain cliff is silly, pasted and smoked, licking its knees and looking at it for publication

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The pack mule is taking a nap

The heavy snow fell more than half a foot thick. There is a mist between heaven and earth. I walked along the railway construction site for more than 40 kilometers. I could only hear the roar of various machines, but I couldn't see anyone or the work site. As soon as I entered Lingguan Gorge, I felt panicked. In this gorge, even on a sunny day, the sun never shines all day long; walking along the curved transportation road, whenever you look up, you can only see a patch of sky as big as your palm. Right now,

Here, the strong wind carrying snow flakes surrounds people, making it really difficult to move! However, work here has been very tense recently, and there are people working in the snow and wind everywhere. Generators, winches, concrete mixers and air

The roar of compressors shook the valley. The dim yellow fireballs are the countless electric lights. I couldn't see clearly the cobweb-like wires in the sky; I could only see the iron buckets transporting materials, moving back and forth along the elevated cableway

set up on the mountainside.

I was hungry and cold. I fell a few times and my palms were bruised. Forget it! Find a shelter from the wind at the foot of the cliff and squat for a while. It won't be too late to arrive at the materials factory at ten o'clock in the morning. I was wandering around at night and fell into a deep ravine, so I, the material captain, was "reimbursed"!

Looking up, a path leads to a cave on the cliff. There is also a cloth curtain hanging at the entrance of the cave. No doubt,

workers live here. I grabbed the branch, climbed up, and got into the cave. strangeness! There is a child at the entrance of the cave. It seems that he cannot be more than seven or eight years old. He sat on a small bench, resting his elbows on his knees, holding his face that was red from the cold with his two palms, and looked out from the gap in the curtain stupidly at the opposite cliff. When I came in, he took a look, then looked out again.

The cave is quite big and hot inside, with pots and pans and beds. A New Year picture of "Fat Baby Pulling Out Carrots" is posted on the bedside. The newspapers papered on the walls were blackened by the smoke from the stove.

"Why is there no one in the house?" I said, shaking the snow off my coat and hat.

The child sitting there turned his head, looked at me with flickering eyes, and said, "Uncle! Am I not a human being?" He stood up with his hands behind his back and his chest puffed out. Standing in front of me, he kept licking his lips with his tongue, as if to prove to me that he was not only a human being, but also a very big person.

I held my round face and said, "Kid! You are very smart!"

He pushed my hand away and raised two small fists. He tilted his head and asked: "Huh! Call me 'little ghost'? I have a name!" He pointed at the little girl sleeping soundly on the bed and said; "My sister's name is Baoqing

(Cheng), my name is Qing (Cheng) Yu! "

No need to ask, this child is like the thousands of children I have met: born on a construction site and grew up on a construction site.

Workers like to name their children after the construction sites. The child Chengyu probably grew up in the Chengdu-Chongqing railway construction site. The little girl named Baocheng may have been born here.

I sat in front of the stove, smoking and rubbing the mud on my hands.

Cheng Yu climbed on my knees, stretched his neck, looked into my eyes, and asked: "Uncle! Will it snow again tomorrow?

Say, uncle! It will still snow tomorrow. "

I pressed my little nose, which was red from the cold, and said, "If there is a call from the sky, I will definitely ask you

But Zao"

He! He was annoyed! He jumped up and stood a few steps away from me, frowning and tilting his head,

looking me up and down. Ichiban said: "You! Humph, you’re still trying to coax me! You have a newspaper in your pocket. There is weather in the newspaper

miles. "

Oh! He means that the weather forecast is published in the newspaper every day. This little guy is very smart

What!

Cheng Yu Pouting his little mouth, he sat at the door again, resting his elbows on his knees and holding his round face in his hands.

Looking at the construction site opposite through the gap in the curtain, I asked him where the kettle was. I'm too lazy to say it. I really regret it: I shouldn't have offended this little master!

I said: "Cheng Yu!" It will snow tomorrow. Does that mean you can't go out to play? "

He didn't even look at me and said, "Dad said that if it snows tomorrow, we have to stop work! "

I said: "Your father cares so much about the weather? What's his job? "

He said proudly: "Kaixian (mountain) work! "

"Where to open the mountain? "

He pursed his lips and pointed at the construction site opposite.

I looked in the direction he pointed, and saw only the light strip of the searchlight, through the flying snow flakes. , shooting straight into the sky

Following the light belt, you can vaguely see dozens of workers, as if they were clinging to the cliff, blasting

the holes as if. Digging a ladder to the sky

I said: "Chengyu! I can’t tell which one is your father! "

Cheng Yu said: "I can't see my father either. Dad can see me. Dad said, he had a cannonball eye, a cannonball eye, and when he turned his head, he saw me! "His feet were kicking on the ground." I often sit here and look at Dad.

Dad. "

Ah! That's what happened!

The ice and snow on my shoes melted away. Only then did I feel that my feet, which were numb from the ice, began to hurt.

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In order to keep warm, I stamped my feet.

Cheng Yu bit his lip, waved his hands, and glared. I understood what he meant: he was afraid that I would kill his sister.

I woke up and said, "You care about your sister!" "

He said: "My mother said that my duty is to look after my sister. When mom comes back, I'll get off work! "

"Ah! You also go to work every day! "I held him in my arms and said, "What is mom doing? "

He pointed to the transportation sidewalk under the stone cave.

I looked along his hand and saw a man standing under the telegraph pole next to the sidewalk. He had changed. It looks like a snowman, like a stone statue. It seems that she is directing traffic. This sports road cut out of the cliff is not wide, and it is used twice a day. For fourteen hours, cars, carriages, pack mules, carriages and pedestrians came and went.

It was very supportive, and it was a mess without anyone's direction.

It snowed heavily today, and pedestrians were on the road. There were very few cars and vehicles, so she could have gone home and rested, but she stood there motionless. She may have worked in this position for three to five months, or maybe Three years and five years

Normally, she could see her husband and her children when she raised her head; and that climb

was between the mountain and the sky. The husband at home, perhaps while wiping his sweat, suddenly saw the resolute figure of his wife and the small figure of the child. I guessed: even in this dark and snowy night, the workers and the workers were still there. No one can see the other clearly between the wife

and the worker's children, but they can definitely feel the deep encouragement and expectation between them.

I. Looking back, Cheng Yu held his hands, curled up his neck, and kept taking a nap. I pulled his chubby little hand and said, "You'll catch a cold." Go to bed! "

Cheng Yu woke up from his sleep, thinking that his parents were back. After careful identification for a while, he found that it was me. He shook his head like a rattle and said: "I won't sleep! I won't sleep! "

"Why? "

He rubbed his eyes with his little fist and said, "Mom and Dad said that no matter who you are, you must stay in your position." "

I hugged Cheng Yu tightly and warmed his face with mine. Then I put him down, wrapped him tightly

and pulled down the brim of his hat. After a while, I walked out of the cave, walked down the hillside, and walked forward along the path carved on the cliff.

The wind was getting stronger and the snow was getting stronger. Big...

Written in Chengdu on New Year's Day, 1958

"Walking at Lingguan Gorge at Night" is selected from "Glorious Miles", with some changes. Lingguan Gorge is located in Gansu Province. Dangxian, Baocheng Railway passes through there

[Worksite] Construction site

[Air compressor] A machine that uses air pressure to push. The operating power machine.

[Tianming] After dawn

[Reimbursement] This expression has a humorous meaning.

[Paper (biǎo) paste] Use paper or other materials to paste the walls or ceiling of the house.

〔Blasting holes〕When using explosive methods to open mountains or mines, first use a steel drill or machine to dig small holes containing explosives

This is called "blasting holes".

[Tuó (tuó) mule] A mule carrying goods.

[Frame cart] A two-wheeled cart pulled by human power.

[Yi (yì) Ran Still] Firm and unshakable.

[Hands caged] Two hands are inserted alternately into the sleeves.

〔take a nap (dǔn)〕take a nap (kē) to sleep.

[Rattle] A small drum with a handle. When it is shaken left and right, the drumsticks tied to short ropes on both sides make a sound.