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In the memory of winter, there are cold wind and white snowflakes. In July of 2003, I came to Dongguan from Jingzhou, Hubei to find my dream. When the bus was driving at the sports intersection, I suddenly saw a few big words without winter through the tawny glass. No winter? Dongguan No winter? I confused. On the first day of work, I asked my colleague whether there was winter in Dongguan. A colleague said: there is winter! But no snow! Another colleague said: Although there is no snow, it is full of green vitality everywhere! I look forward to the coming of winter, and I want to experience the winter here. Seven years, seven winters. I go to the streets every year to look for the appearance of winter. You look! Down jackets on the street are walking; Scarves are fluttering; Hats are jumping. Isn’t this the winter given by nature! Who says there is no winter here? At noon today, I saw a muddy man eating rice noodles at a stall. Suddenly, I was enlightened and understood that there was no connotation of winter here. The sea is changing, and the world is like illusion. The streets in the past had already been green and broad roads; The hills in the past had already stood tall buildings one by one; The Dongguan era was played by you and walked into Dongguan, then walked into the world. Dongguan is civilized because of you; Build civilization together and share harmony. I gradually understood this inclusive city. Really, there is no winter here! There is really no winter here! It was you who infected the winter here with your own sweat; It was you who shaped the winter here with your own hands; It was you who warmed the winter here with your own bodies; this is the winter that people pour! This is spring in winter! Dongguan is wonderful because of you, and Dongguan is gorgeous because of you. Taste carefully, Dongguan does not have winter.

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