那是十多年前的事了。当时16岁的我以优异的成绩考入了大学,这在偏远的山旮旯里算是件新鲜事,村里为此专门请乡电影队来放了场电影,以示庆贺。左邻右舍,张王李赵的婶子、大娘知道我们家穷,也都你家10元,他家8元地往我家送钱,帮我筹学费。望着桌上那一堆零碎的人民币,我被这淳朴的乡情,善良的父老乡亲深深地感动着。 That was more than a decade ago. At the age of 16, I was admitted to the university with honors. This was a novelty in the remote mountains. The village specifically invited the local movie team to release a film to celebrate. Right next door, Zhang Lizhao’s nephew and aunt knew that our family was poor, but also your family is 10 yuan, his family 8 yuan to send money to my house, help me to raise school fees. Looking at the piles of bits and pieces of renminbi on the table, I was deeply touched by this honest hometown and good folks.