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70年代末的一个春日,深夜刮起八级大风,我正在北京西南郊冷库指挥升板工程施工。困倦中恍惚听到控制台的喇叭在呼叫,我赶忙穿上衣服,开门一看,走廊里的自行车东倒西歪,沙土似冰雹一般灌进来,水泥纸袋如断线的风筝打着旋腾空而去。最要命的是那16根40米高的升板立柱,在狂飙中频频摇曳,发出可怕的声响。可是没想到升板机仍在运转,高空平台上灯光通明,200吨重的楼板冉冉上升已接近柱顶。
In the late 1970s, on the spring day, there was a whirlwind of eight gusts in the middle of the night. I was in the midst of a cold storage project in the southwestern suburbs of Beijing. Drowsiness in the trance to hear the speaker on the console call, I quickly put on clothes, open the door to see the corridor of the bicycle eastward crooked, sand like hail generally poured in, cement paper bags such as broken kite hit spin empty away. The most terrible is that 16 40-meter-high board upstairs, frequently hovering in the hurricane, issued a terrible sound. But did not expect l board machine is still running, high-altitude platform lighting, 200 tons of floor is slowly rising near the top of the column.