这是将近五十年前的事了,但每逢偶然抬头看见天上的五彩云霞,总会想到这件事,总会悄然等待,期望着从那变幻无穷的美丽云端,蓦然飞出一只小鸟,一只轻盈灵动、啼声婉转的金丝鸟,向我挥动它的双翅……我的名字叫文秀,这事发生在我下乡插队期间。我是被称作“老三届”学生中,年级最高、年龄也最大的老高三毕业生,从城里出发时,我竟被 This is a matter of nearly fifty years ago, but whenever I looked up and saw the colorful clouds in the sky, I always thought of it and always waited quietly and looked forward to the ever-changing and beautiful cloud that suddenly flew out of a small Bird, a light and agile, crying golden bird, waved its wings to me ... My name is Wenxiu, this happened during my trip to the countryside. I am the oldest and youngest senior high school graduate named “The Third Plenary Session of the Third Plenary Session.” When I started from the city, I was