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那一天,我离家去闯荡。人生的第一次远行,在我18岁时,去了塞外深山里的一个小村,插队落户,当起了农民。如今,我在北京西三环的花园桥边,看车流来来往往,想起40年前,离开家的那个上午,一辆破旧的汽车载着我和清华附中的四十几位同学走了一天,才来到白河边的小山村。日出到迟暮,不过是一个朝夕。可我却仿佛隔了几个红色年头,仍依稀能听见清华附中老楼的喘息声。大字报的纸边在早春的风里抖动,低年级的同学
That day, I leave home to battles. For the first time in my life, when I was 18, I went to a small village in the mountains beyond the Great Wall and set up a team to serve as a peasant. Today, I was in the West Third Ring Road, Beijing Garden Bridge, watching the traffic coming and going, think of 40 years ago, leaving home the morning, a worn-out car with me and Tsinghua High School’s forty students a day , Came to the small village on the edge of the White River. Sunrise to late, but a day or night. But I seem to be separated by a few red years, still vaguely heard the old building in Tsinghua University, breathing. Poster of paper in the early spring jitter, low grade students