１９７８年，我高中毕业，有幸参加第一次全国统一高考。过去一直都是开卷考试，没有压力，再说书也没读多少，有一半时间都在学校的农场里呆着。父亲说，多下点功夫，有个好结果就行。父亲是个读书人。那年月因为几句话就改变了他一生的命运。父亲带着一大纸箱的书和满腔的怨 In 1978, I graduated from high school, fortunate enough to attend the first national college entrance examination. It used to be an open book exam, no stress, no more books, half the time in the school’s farm. My father said, more effort, there is a good result on the line. Father is a scholar. That year changed the fate of his life because of a few words. Father with a large carton of books and filled with complaints