那时候,一个少年源于心灵最大的梦想是:推着钢圈穿越无数的村庄、山峦、河流,然后走向世界的尽头。这个梦想在我最初的少年生活时光中是那样富有诱惑力,于每一个夜晚如期进入我的梦乡。睡梦中,钢圈巨大的圆形超出了我的想象,它银白的光芒划破了黑暗的隐秘,照亮了道路上的每一石块、小草,还有濡湿了裤脚的露珠。我知道它迥异于父亲所使用过的镰刀、锄头、铁锹,同时也比那些铁器坚硬得多,明亮得多。即使是一块石头砸在它的上面,石头碎裂,它只是蹦跳着弹 At that time, the biggest dream of a teenager from the soul was to push the steel ring through innumerable villages, mountains, rivers, and then to the end of the world. This dream was so tempting in my first teenage life, entering my sleep every night on schedule. Asleep, the huge circle of steel rings beyond my imagination, its silver-white light pierced the darkness of the hidden, lit up every stone on the road, the grass, as well as moistened his trousers dew. I know it is quite different from the sickles, hoes and shovels my father used, and at the same time is much harder and brighter than the ironwork. Even a stone hit it, the rock was broken and it just bounced