我从乡村走进城市,在物质上获得了巨大的满足,可在精神上却不得不一次又一次地向内心里仅有的乡村记忆去打捞营养。我和社会这台巨大机器的碰撞,也得益于我的乡村生活经验。我对办公室的同事像对待自己的邻居家的哥哥姐姐们一样,对路过的摔倒在地上的陌生人像对待前街里腿脚不好的五奶奶一样。我正是靠着这些乡村生活中一点一滴积累起来的经验,慢慢获得伤痛和温暖。我和母亲一样节俭,我像父亲一样在受到欺骗后选择马上忘记。我对邻居的一头驴子充满了感情,因为它曾经驮着我走了一次亲戚。 When I walked from the country into the city, I was greatly satisfied in material matters, but in spirit I had to again and again salvage nutrients to the only rural memory in my heart. The collision between me and this huge machine in society has also benefited from my experience in rural life. My colleagues in the office treated my elder brothers and sisters in my neighbors like strangers who had fallen to the ground like five grandmothers with bad legs in the front street. I was relying on the experience accumulated in these rural life, slowly gaining pain and warmth. I was as frugal as my mother, and I, like my father, chose to forget immediately after being cheated. I was full of affection for my neighbor’s donkey, because it had landed a relative for me.