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一场春雪,使身在车中的我不知身在何处,想家的男人,唯有不时翻看着手表用倒计时的方式来计算着离家的距离。冷冷的车厢,鹅毛般的飞雪,死一般沉寂的人群,让坐了十几个小时的我有种莫名的感伤,是离家太久思乡的感伤?还是为了生计疲于奔命的伤感?在身旁传来此起彼伏的鞭炮声中,我的九八年阴历小年悄然而至。我的1998,在摇晃的车厢里闯进我的记忆。我的1998年,又将在摇晃的路途中,由我自己将它送走——1998年最后一天,我又将身居异地学习生活。 1998年的我,一切的一切似乎都让我无法接受。首先是我儿子的变化,出生时是双眼还睁不开的宝宝,眨眼
A spring snow, so that I do not know where I am in the car, homesick man, only from time to time looked at the watch with a countdown to calculate the distance from home. Cold car, goose-like snow, dead general silence of the crowd, let sit for a dozen hours I kind of inexplicable sentiment, is home away from home for a long time sentimental? Or for the livelihood of the exhausted sad? In the body The sound of firecrackers came one after another, and my 1998 lunar new year quietly came. My 1998, broke into my memory in the shaky carriage. In 1998, on my own way, I will send it away by myself. On the last day of 1998, I will live in a different place to study life again. 1998, I, everything seems to make me unacceptable. The first is my son’s change, at birth is still blinking eyes of the baby, blink of an eye