The year saw a number of major events, which can be summarized as "earth-shattering and shocking".
--January 8, Premier Zhou Enlai after a long period of illness, passed away;
--July 6, Chairman Zhu De died at the age of 90;
--September 9, at 00:00 hours. The people listened to the mourning music one after another, tied white flowers, fear, many people have the feeling that "the sky is falling".
--Nature's "sky collapse" also followed. the afternoon of March 8, Jilin, an extremely rare meteorite rain. Meteorite explosion in the air about 19 kilometers from the ground, more than 3,000 pieces of debris scattered in the territory of Yongji County, the largest meteorite weighing 1,770 kilograms, than the United States in February 1948, the discovery of the "Norton" meteorite is even bigger, to become "the world's largest meteorite "
-The meteorite weighs 1,770 kilograms.
--And the "Earth Rift".
-- On May 29, two powerful earthquakes struck western Yunnan. The first had a magnitude of 7.3 and the second a magnitude of 7.4. Nine counties suffered damage, with 98 deaths, 451 serious injuries, 1,991 minor injuries, and 420,000 collapsed and damaged houses.
-Two months later, in the early hours of July 28, Tangshan, Hebei, Fengnan, a sudden 7.8-magnitude earthquake, Tangshan was razed to rubble, the deaths of 242,000 people, serious injuries of more than 164,000 people, light injuries, countless, after the Bangladesh November 14, 1970 hurricane deaths of 300,000 people It was the world's biggest disaster after the cyclone that killed 300,000 people in Bangladesh on Nov. 14, 1970.
--October 1976, the "Gang of Four" was crushed in one fell swoop, and millions of people flocked to Tiananmen Square once again to rejoice and welcome the "second liberation".
- The "Gang of Four" was crushed.
-1976 was a thrilling year and the beginning of a major turnaround in history. In retrospect, the year seems like the end of a nightmare. The nightmare woke up in the morning.
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-- Early in 1972, perhaps earlier, Zhou Enlai had blood in his stool. The results of the experts' consultations are not all clear to us, I just see Zhou Enlai working even more day and night. Sleeping more than three or four hours a day, less than one or two hours, or even dozens of hours without closing his eyes. The doctor advised him to have a full examination, but he refused. When he looked at the doctor, his gaze was somber and calm, with contemplation and a faint sadness, and he pleaded in a low voice: "Don't get busy first, let me get through this part first. Besides, what can I do if I find out about the cancer? I'm so old, I can just stay busy for a few more days and take care of a few more things."
--After this operation, Zhou Enlai's body became even weaker.
--Just after he was able to get down to the ground, he began working night and day again. one day in May 1975, while taking a walk, Zhou Enlai asked the medical staff around him, "Tell the truth, how much longer can I hold on?" The medical staff was stunned, immediately try to bloom a smile, want to use a few easy words of comfort to put off the past. Zhou Enlai raised his eyes to the sky, as if he was looking squarely at the god of death in the underworld, but also wanted to look for Marx's spirit in heaven, suddenly smiled frankly. He took a long breath, gradually put away the smile, replaced by a serious look, looked at the medical staff again: "You must tell me truthfully about my condition at all times, because I still have a lot of work to do to make an account!"
--One day during June, Zhou Enlai firmly refused all the doctors' advice to cut his hair and repair his face, dragging his heavy sick body, together with his wife, Deng Yingchao, came to the auditorium of Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery to participate in the ceremony of placing the ashes for Marshal He Long. When we opened the door of the car and helped Zhou Enlai to get off, he walked slowly towards the table with the sign-in sheet. If it had been some other people, he would have had to be assisted. Zhou Enlai will not want, he with great perseverance tenaciously maintain his image, Zhou Enlai is Zhou Enlai! As usual, his clothes were straight, not allowing a single wrinkle or dirt. His hair was unruffled; his eyes were still glowing under his mighty eyebrows, warming and inspiring people like fire.
--But, after all, he was exhausted, much aged by the disease, thin and emaciated, no longer able to look as radiant as he used to, walking with windy briskness, his demeanor overflowing with panache and athleticism. He tried his best to keep his steps steady to maintain his balance; step by step, he walked slowly and with continuity. What effort did he put into this? As he signed in with his pen, his hand trembled so violently that anyone present could tell at a glance. Everyone lifted a heart and held their breath as the tip of the pen throbbed closer to the paper.
--This was a special contest. It was a battle between Zhou Enlai's tenacity, his thoughts and condolences for his comrades, and the demons of illness and cancer. Who was stronger? He finally pressed the elf-like trembling and jumping tip of the pen onto the paper, and moved with strained and persistent effort: Zhou Enlai! He had used his pen countless times to change mountains and rivers and write history. Now, he finally wrote his glorious name again.