一片片熟稔温热的泥土,一缕缕低低盘旋的炊烟,一条条弯弯前行的田塍,和一张张被风吹皱了的笑脸。这是一幅东北的画卷,亦是一幅和谐的画卷。在大多数人眼中,东北人就是农民的象征,他们日出而作日落而息,仿佛与文化和现代绝缘。他们脸朝黄土背朝天,发白的衣服上总沾着泥土;他们世代以耕种为业,却似乎从未想改变落后的生活。了解东北,是从了解父亲开始的。假日里,父亲带我回到了他成长 A piece of cooked cooked warm earth, a plume of hovering low smoke, a row of fields before the bend, and a sheet of the wind was wrinkled smile. This is a picture of the Northeast and a harmonious picture. In the eyes of most people, the people in Northeast are the peasants’ symbol of sunrise and sunset, as if they were isolated from culture and modernity. They turned their backs on loess faces, and their white clothes cluttered their soil; their generation, in cultivation, did not seem to want to change their backward life. To understand the Northeast, is to understand the father started. Holiday, my father brought me back to his growth