我是个土生土长的庄稼人,在文学之路上孤独求索三十多年,正当我到处碰壁“找不着北”时,我的微型小说《雨水情》在2016年第10期《雨花》上发表,像暗夜里看到一丝灯光,《雨花》给了我前行的动力和方向。上六年级时,在一个炎热的星期六下午,我从语文老师那里借到一本《雨花》杂志,就藏到大队牲口院的麦秸垛里读了起来,直到天黑得再也看不清字,才回家吃饭。父母去河边 I am a native cropless man, lonely in search of literature for more than 30 years, just as I get stuck in the wall, “North can not find the North”, my miniature novel “Rain” published in the tenth issue of 2016 “Yuhua” , Like a ray of light to see the night, “Yuhua” gave me the momentum and direction forward. In the sixth grade, on a hot Saturday afternoon, I borrowed a copy of Yuhua Magazine from a language teacher and read it in a barley stowed in the barn’s barracks till it was dark again. Words, go home to eat. Parents go to the river