那一个个闪着如金子般迷人色彩的理想,让他们在生活的漫天黄沙中看到生命的绿洲。一大学毕业后,我曾经到一所山区小学做志愿者。那所小学坐落在大山深处。羊肠山路崎岖蜿蜒,汽车极其艰难地颠簸其上,醉汉似的摇晃将近三个小时,才终于“气喘吁吁”地停在了村头。白发苍苍的老校长带着二三十个孩子迎接我。大概是看我长得面善,短暂的拘谨之后,孩子们七嘴八舌地争着问我各种问题,雀跃得 The glitzy, gold-colored dreams made them see the oasis of life in the sky of life. After I graduated from college, I went to a mountain primary school to volunteer. That primary school is located deep in the mountains. Rugby winding mountain road, car extremely difficult to bump on it, drunk like shaking for nearly three hours before finally “breathless” stopped at the village head. The old gray-haired principal greeted me with twenty or thirty children. Probably to see me look good, after a short cautious, the children rallied to ask me all kinds of questions, excited