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1971年春末夏初,也不知是刮的什么政治风,曾要彻底砸烂的、要犁庭扫穴、深挖三尺的人民文学出版社,从湖北咸宁文化部“五七”干校调了近二十位“五七”战士回到原单位,我也是其中的一位。当时的人,大都已麻木了,自我已不复存在,像是尘沙,任风摆布,吹到哪里算哪里。回到原单位干什么,说是要试着恢复部分业务,即出书。当时出版社都关门了,旧老九变成了泥腿子,在与天斗,与地斗,也与人斗,笔墨纸砚已被犁耙锄头取代了。书店,只有新华书店,摆放的尽是“红书”、样板戏。
In late spring and early summer of 1971, I did not know what kind of political wind was scraping. It was going to be totally smashed, and people should be plowed and courtesan people’s literature publishing house. From the Xianning Ministry of Culture Transferred nearly twenty “five seven ” soldiers back to the original unit, I am also one of them. At that time, most people are already numb, self no longer exists, such as dust, the mercy, where to where to count. Back to the original unit to do, that is trying to resume some of the business, that is, a book. At that time, the publishing houses were closed. The old Dao became a muddy leg, fighting with heaven, fighting with earth, and fighting with others. The ink and paper was replaced by a rake hoe. Bookstore, only Xinhua Bookstore, placed in full “red book ”, model opera.