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暮春,风中,我等待一位县委书记的召见。地点在县委大院招待所,一辆挂武警牌照的越野车飞驰而来,刹稳,跳下一条汉子。他就是书记。听他手下说,书记长年跑乡下,全县31个乡镇、七八百个村差不多跑遍了。见那越野车糊满尘土,我信然。落座,他开门见山说:记者同志想问啥尽管提,成稿后我也不审,“免得你们采访时缩手缩脚”。这话,让我心里暖烘烘的。
Late spring, the wind, I waited for a county party secretary summoned. Place in the county compound guest house, an armed police license cross-country vehicle speeding, brake steady, jumped a man. He is the secretary. Listen to his men, the secretary long run the country, the county 31 townships, seven or eight hundred villages almost traveled. See that SUV buggy full of dust, I believe it. Sit down, he said straight away: Reporter comrades wanted to ask Han despite mentioning, after the draft I will not trial, “lest you shrinking your feet ”. These words, let me warm heart.