到2014年我60了。54年前,我没想到那头黑毛驴竟然成了我命运转折点上的“恩人”——我骑着“黑毛驴”走进上海,走进儿童文学。1960年我6岁,从城里下放到乡下。那时,还是公社、生产队,我家就下放到辽宁省昌图县长发公社的一个叫兴隆街的地方,什么公社什么生产队我不知道。是一个初冬,寒风长着利齿,手伸出来咬指头,也咬耳朵,咬鼻子。那时正值全国大饥饿年代,吃的没有粮食, I’ll be 60 by 2014. 54 years ago, I did not expect the black donkey turned out to be my turning point on the fate of “benevolent ” - I rode “black donkey ” into Shanghai, into the children’s literature. In 1960, I was 6 years old and was sent down from the city to the countryside. At that time, the commune, the production team and my family were delegated to a place called Xinglong Street in Chengtu Commune, Changtu County, Liaoning Province. I do not know what commune the production team is. Is an early winter, cold wind teeth, hands stretched out biting his fingers, but also bite the ear, biting nose. At that time coincided with the era of great hunger, no food to eat,