民以食为天新疆,1948年的冬天,飞雪飘零,天寒地冻。一位衣衫褴褛的老妇人,一只手拄着拐杖蹒跚地走在街头。突然,老妇人眼前一黑,身体随即向前仆倒,拐杖、破碗应声落地。一群人围了上来。“怎么啦?怎么啦?”“一个老太太,多半是饿晕了。”围观的人七嘴八舌地议论起来。“解放军都已经进城了,共产党不会让咱们没饭吃吧!”“这也难说,国民党统治了那么长时间都没办法解决,现在又驻进这么多 People eat the land Xinjiang, the winter of 1948, snow drifting, cold. A ragged old woman, a hand on cane walking hobble on the streets. Suddenly, the old woman in front of a black body immediately fell to the ground, crutches, breaking the bowl should sound landing. A crowd of people around us. ”What’s wrong?“ ”An old lady, mostly fainted.“ ”People around the crowd talked in rumors. “The People’s Liberation Army has already entered the city. The Communist Party will not let us have no food to eat.” "It is hard to say that the Kuomintang has not ruled that solution for so long, and now it has so many