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1983年夏天,高中毕业后没有等到录取通知书,我一气之下,烧掉了所有从学校里带回来的课本,只留下了两份在学校时订阅的杂志,一份是《少年文艺》,一份是《萌芽》,另外还有几本零散的《花城》和《收获》。那一年,我十六岁,一个耽于梦和美的年龄。沉默、腼腆而又多愁善感的我,很长一段时间,成天躲在自己那间低矮而破旧的书房里,看一些零零散散的报纸和杂志。这里面有散文、小说,也有诗歌。“你不去补习,呆在屋里看这些不伦不类的东西有啥用处
In the summer of 1983, after graduating from high school, I did not wait for the acceptance letter. Under such circumstances, I burnt all the textbooks brought back from school and left only two magazines subscribed to at school, one for ”young literary arts“ and one for ” Is “budding”, in addition to a few fragmented “Flower City” and “harvest.” That year, I was 16 years old, an age dreaming of beauty. Silent, stony and sentimental, I, for a long time, hid in my low, shabby study all day long and watched some scattered newspapers and magazines. There are essays, novels, and poetry here. "You do not go tutoring, stay in the house to see what these nondescript things useful