China Naming Network - Eight-character fortune telling - Don't get me wrong, Guangdong has winter.

Don't get me wrong, Guangdong has winter.

When it snowed heavily in the north in winter, Shantou, a coastal town in eastern Guangdong, humiliated the solar term "beginning of winter" with a temperature of 28 degrees. Everyone is talking about the climate difference between the south and the north. Southerners envy the snow in the north, while northerners envy southerners that they will not feel cold, thinking that there is no winter in the south.

In fact, there are winters in the south, not to mention Guangdong and Hainan. In Sanya, the southernmost city, people will wear down jackets in winter, and there are still down jackets for sale in shopping malls.

The cold sea breeze is blowing. I wear a down jacket outside my pajamas and go out for a walk in the morning and evening. I often do this. However, as long as it doesn't rain and there is no typhoon, don't wear down jackets at noon. I stayed in Sanya Deer for two Spring Festival holidays. Please believe me, what I said is true: it will be cold in winter in the south, because it is not too cold and needs heating equipment, so you should wear down jackets occasionally in the sun, but don't wear thick pants, which will make you uncomfortable.

As for Guangdong, its winter is more obvious. Compared with the temperature in winter in the north, it seems that it can't be colder. However, due to the living environment and living habits, although it doesn't snow, no one will say it is warm in winter. When it meets the weather below 10 degrees, because heating equipment is generally not used, everyone will tremble with cold, and cotton-padded clothes are essential. I still wear two pairs of trousers in the coldest weather. Although I won't wear them for three or five days in a row, there are always several pairs.

I always feel that Guangdong's winter will not be warmer than Hunan's hometown. Because in my hometown in Hunan, every family has a fire bucket in winter, until 10. As long as I sit at home, play cards or chat, I must cover a quilt with a fire bucket. Sometimes it's really not cold, and the stove doesn't need to be turned on, but it's not redundant to cover it with a quilt.

But in Guangdong, in addition to basking in the sun, in addition to wearing more clothes, the most is to deal with the temperature below 10 degrees. Who dares to keep warm or turn on the heating, unless there is a newborn at home, and if the newborn child is afraid of freezing and his clothes are not dry enough, turn on the heating fan.

In this way, in my second-hand shop, I often receive this kind of heating fan. When I meet something that can still be used, I keep it quietly because I am really afraid of the cold.

I have said many times that I don't hate cold, and I even like to find that warm feeling when it is cold ... make a fire, wrap a thick scarf, snuggle up in a warm quilt, and lean my cold feet on someone's warm chest. Those feel so good that I want to cry.

But in Guangdong, when I turn on the heating fan, people will say, it's not that cold ... I burn wood, and some even ask what it's for. They certainly won't associate burning wood with heating ... not only can't find a good impression, but also have to explain to them this kind of thing that only feels unreasonable. I was embarrassed to spend the winter in Guangdong for many years. Burning firewood regardless in recent years is no longer so embarrassing, because it is them who are embarrassed.

Last year in Longtou, the thrift store was right next to the garbage transfer station. There are many pieces of wood there, which is good for burning. I picked up a lot of planes and burned them there with confidence. Chen Shuran, the landlord, came and shook his head and said, You are not afraid of the cold. You are homesick.

He guessed right, and I said in a trembling voice, I didn't make a fire, but I was deeply homesick ... even without snow. If there is no burning bonfire in winter, can it still be called winter?

Yesterday, I chatted with Sister Wenqiu and said it snowed there. I said the sun is shining here. Who knows, the wind rises in the middle of the night, and I entered the winter in this love-hate Guangdong overnight!

The black mesh cloth wrapped in the iron window was blown by the wind and knocked on the iron wall all night. It was noisy and cold, and I folded the thin quilt. Who says there is no winter in Guangdong? At the moment, I am so cold, even colder than you are in the north.