On January 21st, 2 months ago, I flew from Chengdu Shuangliu to Shenyang Taoxian. As the Spring Festival is approaching, I choose to spend two days in my friend's city before going home for the New Year. That night, we went to the Liaoning Gymnasium to watch a CBA together, and then we had a few drinks in a 24-hour barbecue restaurant.
At that time, Shenyang, or China outside of Hubei Province, was not shrouded in fear and tension caused by the epidemic, and everything was functioning normally. In the arena, we can also look at sporadic fans who have already put on masks to watch the game with strange eyes. We can also discuss the new crown virus that seems far away from us with a relaxed mood at the dinner table.
But at that time, the alarm had been issued and the battle was starting. It’s just that many people, including me, haven’t realized that this may be the most special Spring Festival they have ever experienced.
(Photo: Shenyang on New Year's Eve)
The next day, we seemed to return to the life of college. A lazy wake up, open the takeaway software; after eating, go straight to the Internet cafe downstairs. During the period, I received a call from my mother, telling me to go to the drugstore to buy a mask, and I must wear it when I take the train home. I did so, just to prevent her from worrying, and to hear less nagging when I got home.
If someone told me that that day would be the last time I saw the takeaway boy and the last time I heard the computer reminder from the Internet cafe so far, I would not believe it.
But when I slept and then woke up, everyone seemed to have entered the rhythm of fighting the epidemic overnight. That day was January 23, the first day Wuhan was closed. Due to the rush, the mask I bought in advance fell in a friend's house. Without any protective measures, I got on the online taxi to Shenyang North Railway Station.
(Picture: buddies in the epidemic)
After getting on the bus, the first sentence the driver said to me was: "Why didn't the young man wear a mask? The train station is a ‘high-risk place’."
I explained the situation to him. When he got out of the car, he took out a brand new mask from the bag in his pocket and handed it to me.
"Give you one, one-time, better than nothing!"
If someone told me at the time that masks would become something you could not buy if you had money in the next few days, I would not believe it either.
For the "cat people" in my home in Chengdu, I ignored my family's opposition and embarked on the return journey of the Spring Festival on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year according to the original plan. Although it's just an exchange of starting point and ending point, the emotions on the journey have become cautious because of the growing numbers in the past few days.
(Picture: My cats)
This Spring Festival, two things completely disrupted the rhythm. The elders in the family began to be frightened by the outbreak of the epidemic, and the young people in the circle of friends became heavy hearted by the death of Kobe. Everyone chose to stay at home, the original class reunion was cancelled, and family visits were also suspended.
My home is in a small third-tier city, but it is also the central city and transportation fortress in western Liaoning. The train ticket to Beijing during the Spring Festival travel every year is basically hard to find. However, on the seventh day of the Chinese New Year, the train station became deserted and there were only 7 or 8 people in a car.
Within my sight, the costume of a passenger caught my attention. Masks, scarves, gloves and salad oil drums were all equipped. And what I saw her feeling was no longer the surprise when I saw fans wearing masks in the stadium a few days ago, but more of the helpless empathy for an ordinary person who was afraid of the virus but had to embark on a journey.
(Picture: Passengers encountered on the train)
The Capital Airport that day was not what I was familiar with. It is no exaggeration to say that there are more staff than passengers in the terminal. The surrounding silence made me clearly hear the conversation between the two cleaning aunts.
"Look, no one is coming here."
"Then we can't go, we still have to finish the disinfection work."
(Picture: Terminal 3 of Capital Airport on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year)
After tossing around for a day, I felt relieved when I returned to my home in Chengdu, as if I had just fought the virus, and my tense nerves finally relaxed. But who knows that next, there are more difficult opponents than the virus waiting for me-emotions.
Isolation, closed apartment management, remote work from home, most of the entertainment activities can not be carried out normally, such days day after day...If there is a similar "shut you in a house with nothing for a year Give you a hundred million, are you willing to go?” I believe I will no longer have the confidence to say “Give me a cell phone, I can put you into bankruptcy”.
To make matters worse, the broadband at home suddenly broke down. Called the staff of the apartment, he said that they have not yet resumed work, and because it is the unified network handled by the apartment, the residents cannot set up maintenance.
But the next day, the maintenance brother who talked to me accidentally knocked on my door and helped me solve the problem swiftly. I didn't ask him why he came here without returning to work, but just said thank you. He didn't say much, and left in a hurry.
(Picture: Chengdu night during the epidemic, the street is usually full of traffic)
The rise of the new media industry has allowed each of us to receive massive amounts of information about the epidemic every day of the special period. Your emotions will be dominated by this information. A news, a sentence, or a person may inspire positive energy or negative emotions in your heart. The constant confrontation between the two, one from the other, is very tormenting.
You will be moved to tears for the feat of "difficulties on one side, support from all sides". There is no regional discrimination, and you can only lend a helping hand like charcoal in the snow. At the same time, you will be filled with righteous indignation due to the disappearance of some materials. In such a crisis and emergency, some people are still motivated by profit.
You will cheer for the white angels fighting on the front line and rush to Wuhan. They are the most beautiful retrogrades. At the same time, you will also be chilled by the behavior of hurting the doctor from time to time. The doctor is kind and should not be treated like this.
You will applaud for the efficient dispatch of the central government. The epidemic is raging, and we are showing the world the terrifying speed of China. At the same time, you will be extremely disappointed by the inaction of some local officials in Wuhan. How many lives you have can't be sacrificed.
(Picture: Wuhan Fangcai Hospital, source of Xinhua News Agency)
(picture: Wuhan fang才hospital, source of X in话news agency)
When your emotions are reached, you may post a circle of friends, you may repost an official account, or you may tear up with people who are at odds with Sanguan in the Weibo comment area. But unless you are the person who is at the center of the epidemic storm, all of this seems to be a certain distance from our lives. Talking about soldiers on paper, after all, has more than enough heart but not enough energy.
But in the overwhelming reports, such a Weibo caught my attention.
The protagonist of the story is called "Messi" on WeChat, and his profile picture is also the Argentine star Messi. Not surprisingly, he should be one of many Barcelona fans and Argentine fans.
Before this epidemic, he, like many others, was the most inconspicuous ordinary person in the bustling and noisy big city. Riding a battery car and shuttle in the streets where cars go, bringing convenience to many busy people. We are accustomed to their existence, and sometimes forget to say thank you.
When the epidemic broke out, he said that "the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible", and he went to Wuhan without hesitation. Huoshenshan, Leishenshan, Fangcai Hospital... He participated in the construction of 7 hospitals in Wuhan, and he was seen in hundreds of wards before accepting patients.
Today, the Fangcang shelter hospital is closed and the Wuhan epidemic has improved. But he did not choose to leave. He stayed and became a "volunteer service worker", continuing to contribute his own strength. From day to night, from night to day, he had seen Wuhan at 2 am, and missed Beijing at night.
(Picture: The story of errand brother Messi)
In the world of football, Messi is the hero of many fans; in Wuhan, the "runner Messi" is the hero of patients, although he is so ordinary.
His story has been popular on Weibo, but he did not want to accept any interviews, and even rejected the gifts the Argentine national team wanted to give him. He said: "Sorry I gave everyone too much room for imagination. In fact, I am just an ordinary, uneducated, ignorant of life, and love to drink'Messi'."
It is said that the epidemic is a "mirror mirror", but in fact, it also photographed many lovely people. They may be by our side at ordinary times, but they are ignored by us.
Wu Hui, the takeaway boy who was invited to the press conference of the State Council Information Office, said: "On the evening of my thirtieth, I was eating hot pot while scanning Weibo. I saw that the medical staff working in the front line could only eat instant noodles. I was uncomfortable, and I felt like I should do something. Later I decided to continue to deliver food this Spring Festival."
(Picture: Takeaway boy Wu Hui, picture source Hubei Daily)
Li Jie, a courier representative who attended the press conference of the State Council’s Joint Prevention and Control Mechanism, said: “In the face of such a big epidemic, everyone needs to put in a little effort. I think the 3 million courier brother and mine have the same idea, we Run more and let customers go out less."
He Jianhua, a policeman from the Yuwen Police Station of the Public Security Bureau of Tuquan County, Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region, took the initiative to ask for instructions when the epidemic just broke out: "I am an old party member and participated in the fight against SARS. I am familiar with the passenger station. Let me go." Exhaustion caused cerebellar hemorrhage and died in the line of duty.
For me, the ride-hailing driver who gave me masks, the cleaning aunt who disinfected the terminal, and the maintenance brother who came to help me overhaul the network, they are all my heroes. Their kindness and responsibility brought me special warmth during special times. Even the tightly wrapped female passenger, perhaps she is also inadvertently playing a heroic role in her own life.
Heroes, sometimes do not necessarily save the world.
(Image source People's Daily)
When SARS broke out in 2003, I was still in elementary school that year. Looking back now, all I remember was the smell of disinfectant water and the tearing cry when I learned that my mother had a fever.
In the 2008 Wenchuan earthquake, I was only a junior high school student that year. I remembered the message left by the mother before her death: "Mom loves you" and the "Coke boy" who wanted to drink after being rescued.
Some people say that nowadays Chinese people have money first and lack of faith. I don't agree with it. It is impossible for a nation without faith to show such unity in the face of disaster. If after many years I think back to this magical 2020, this will definitely be my most impressive insight.
And these unknown heroes around us, they will not be forgotten by time. What they show in them may be our Chinese beliefs.
(Picture: Wuhan citizens hand-painted city heroes, picture source Yangtze River Net)
To borrow a passage from the errand brother Messi: "Wuhan is still beautiful, she is like a beautiful princess, but she seems to be asleep, then let us act as the prince who kisses the princess."
The cherry blossoms in Wuhan have already bloomed. Will the end of the epidemic be far behind?