作为大山里的孩子,我们唯一学会的事情只有一个,那就是跑,拼命地跑,跑出这个村子,跑出这座山。就像夸父一样,拼命地奔跑,拼命地追赶太阳,拼命地触碰光明。说到奔跑,我想起了秧子。秧子是我最好的朋友。他是真的喜欢跑,不像我们一样上山下山地乱窜,他是真的喜欢跑,喜欢奔跑在村子绿油油的田野,喜欢奔跑 As a child in the mountains, there is only one thing we can learn. It is to run, desperately to run out of the village and out of the mountain. Like Kuafu, desperately running hard to catch up with the sun, desperately touch the light. When it comes to running, I think of Yako. Soya is my best friend. He really likes to run, unlike us up and down the mountain chaos, he really likes to run, like to run in the green fields of the village, like to run