有时候,平凡也是一种感动,更是一种超越。在现实中闪光,在生命里永恒。——作者手记【一】他的两眼不时地眨动着,模糊的视线里,似乎什么也看不真切了。更多的时候,靠的是一种感觉。可以说,感觉成了他生活的全部。几十年来,他别无选择,唯一的生计便是依靠捡破烂度日。无论是破铜烂铁,还是废纸塑胶等等,只要能卖的,他都捡了,换成钱,买米买面,养家糊口。每每,随着那悠长而低沉的声音在街巷里 Sometimes, ordinary is also a moving, it is a transcendence. Flash in reality, eternal in life. - The author’s notes [a] his eyes blinked from time to time, blurred vision, it seems nothing can not see the truth. More often, by the feeling. It can be said that feeling has become all of his life. For decades, he had no choice but to rely solely on razing. Whether it is scrap iron, waste paper or plastic, etc., as long as you can sell, he picked up, replaced by money, buy rice to buy noodles, feed their families. Often, with that long, low voice in the streets