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小时候总希望爬得高高的,那是因为总希望能够爬高了就看到天空的尽头那神话的天堂出现;大地的尽头桃花源冒出。这样,久而久之便养成了一个习惯:喜欢仰视天空,喜欢爬到屋顶上去寻找。于是,土堆、屋顶和树,凡是高的地方我常常光顾。可一次次爬到屋顶的观望,却总是失望的,因为我看到的总是千篇一律的景观:无际的庄稼,瘦骨嶙峋的牲畜,担着粪筐衣衫破烂的拾粪人和在地埂沟边挖野菜的孩子。一看到这情景,吃饱穿暖的念头便钻进我的头
When I was young, I always hoped to climb high because it was always hoped that I climbed high enough to see the mythical paradise at the end of the sky. At the end of the earth, Peach Blossom came forth. In this way, the passage of time to develop a habit: like looking up to the sky, like climbing to find the roof. So, mounds, roofs and trees, wherever heights I often patronize. It is always disappointing to see the rooftops again and again, for I have always seen the same monotony of landscapes: immense crops, skinny animals, scavenged dung-beakers carrying dung-soles, Dig wild vegetables children. As soon as I saw this scene, I got into my head full and warm thoughts