我上初中的时候,正赶上国家的“三年自然灾害”。整日饥肠辘辘,小脸饿得蜡黄,却挡不住小脑瓜作那些异想天开的梦。时而想当画家,时而想当作家,时而又想当电影明星……三天两变,心猿意马,不知道自己究竟要干什么。 一个偶然的机会使我的梦想“定格”。 那是上初二(1960年)的时候,学校要举行歌咏比赛,是以班为单位的集体合唱。各个班在排练中唱的都是那些家 When I was in junior high school, I was catching up with the country’s “three-year natural disaster.” Hungry all day long, little face hungry waxy, but can not stop the brains for those whimsical dreams. Sometimes want to be an artist, sometimes want to be a writer, and sometimes want to be a movie star ... ... changing day by day, distracted, do not know what they really want to do. A chance to freeze my dream. It was on the second day of the year (1960), when the school held a singing competition, it was a collective chorus based on classes. All classes sing in the rehearsal of those homes