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小麦,三年前的一次工伤,使正当华年的他,成为重度残疾人,走访他,不仅仅因为他是工伤保险的受益者,同时出于我对生命的敬畏。坐在他的面前,听他侃侃而谈——他的往事,他的今天,他的未来。尽管我的视线,会不时地扫过他疤痕累累的脸,以及完全变形的双手和空空的裤管,但是我已经完全遗忘了“残疾”这个概念。镜片后那双坦然宁静的眼睛,让我读不出一丝一毫久远的悲哀。
Wheat, a work-related injury three years ago, made him a moderate Chinese who became a severely disabled person and visited him not only because he was the beneficiary of work-related injury insurance but also because of my fear of life. Sitting in front of him, listening to him talking about - his past, his present, his future. Although my gaze sweeps his scarred face from time to time, with completely deformed hands and empty pant legs, I’ve completely forgotten the notion of “disability.” After the lens of calm and quiet eyes, I can not read a trace of distant sorrow.