I am a meteorologist, one of the first after the founding of the country. Most people don't know much about what we do, and think that we are no different from the forecasters in the weather forecast, but this is not the case at all.

To use an analogy, if the forecaster is the performer of a concert, then we are the composer of the concert. We compose the music, they perform the music. This is a matter of succession, why don't we want to be like these pampered children, without wind and sun, and live an ordinary life.

However, life is a child who likes to play pranks, sometimes the childlike heart will play a joke with you that makes you cry and laugh, and sometimes it will give you an unimaginable, even unacceptable huge "surprise"

As the first batch of field observers of the China Meteorological Administration, the so-called observation is not as convenient and simple as today, through methods such as weather stations, high-altitude balloons, satellite cloud images, radar echo maps, etc., at the beginning we only have some very primitive barometers and the like, many things have to be done by themselves, very hard but no return, the data obtained are often extremely incorrect, basically useless.

At that time, New China experienced 8 years of anti-Japanese aggression and 4 years of liberation, and everything was in ruins, and I don't know if it was a misfortune to be born in such an era.

I can only say that it was a difficult era, an era of hard work, and an era of even madness for development. Jump. The same amount of time can be said to be too much to count. But a lot of history can't be put into history textbooks, and that kind of thing will subvert a lot of things once it is in the world, and a lot of things that we have always taken for granted.

But it is precisely because of that era that so many crazy and terrible plans were born. Some things can only be believed after they have been experienced, and I have experienced some things that may sound unbelievable and no one will believe them, but for me, things happen and there is no reason.

Now, decades later, those images still come to my mind from time to time in my dreams, and I am going to write them down now, which should have been top secret in those days, and here you can just think of them as stories, and I am just a narrator who can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality because of old age. But for me these stories are true, they have my youth, my tears, and memories

Originally, I wanted to take these things together to the grave, and I still believed in them a few years ago. But lately, the juniors in the family have always said something interesting. At first, I didn't care, after all, the generation gap is something that can't be seen or touched, and I really can't get involved with them as an old fool.

Until one day I found a book in my study that I had never seen before, and the packaging was very beautiful, and I called my son to ask what was going on with this book. It turned out to be a novel that the juniors in the family usually like to read, and it seems that they were too happy to come here to play and forgot about it.

This is an adventure mystery novel that they always talk about, and it seems to be the first book in a big series. It's all about the stories of ancient tomb corpses, and to be honest, I don't understand very well. Thinking that I had nothing to do recently, I leaned back in the rocking chair and watched. The story is very interesting, and it feels like the author has experienced it himself.

After going through so many things, I think that I am still a little different from the older generation, and I am still receptive to new things, thanks to which I am very popular among the juniors, and occasionally I will tell them stories about my youth.

At this point, I suddenly thought that why don't I also write a novel like this, wouldn't it be nice that what I have been carrying for decades can have a reasonable catharsis? Thinking about it, maybe those experiences were really a suspense novel, and it was still a little depressing to recall them seriously, but after so many years, it was better than letting them rot in my heart, and it would be good to let them see the light of day in another way

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