两篇旧作拼凑间,时空电光石火,记忆像壕沟里埋伏的千军万马奇袭而至,那些际遇真清晰。左手年华,右手倒影。两个相似的时光交错间,年轮转过十二圈……1998年冬,我带着新奇与期待推开长烟制丝车间的门,眼前是庞大的轰鸣着的机器,鼻前充斥着烟草本色有点儿熏人的味道。我不觉迟疑,寒假的实习就要从这开始吗?从这陌生的机器、大捆大捆暗黄的烟叶中开始吗?略迟疑之际,寒假实习从车 Two old patchwork rooms, space-time electric stone fire, memory like an ambush in the ditch of the mighty Wanqi attack, those who encounter a real clear. Left hand years, right hand reflection. Two similar times are interleaved, with twelve rings of annual rings .... In the winter of 1998, I took the novelty and look forward to pushing the door of the long-smoking silk workshop, in front of a huge roaring machine full of tobacco The color is a bit smoked flavor. I do not feel hesitant, winter vacation internship will start from this? From the strange machine, big bundle of dark yellow tobacco leaf start? Slight hesitation, winter internship from the car