走在沈城的每一寸土地上,脚下都似乎流淌着滚滚的铁水,炙热了我的内心。生在沈阳,长在沈阳,生来就带有老工业的厚重之感,在父辈的描摹之下,我的脑海中总有一幅挥之不去的画面。红热的钢水滚滚流出,浇铸成一根根钢轨;火车呼啸而过,蒸汽和工厂内烟囱的热气融合到一起。这就是老一辈工匠们建设的沈阳,以及有关沈阳的记忆。我还记得建设大路上的一座纪念碑。一座又一座工厂在纪念碑上被标注出来:自行车厂,机床一厂,机床三 Walk every inch of land in Shen Cheng, the foot seems to be flowing hot metal, hot my heart. Born in Shenyang, grew up in Shenyang, born with the heavy sense of old industry, in my father’s description, there is always a lingering picture in my mind. Red hot steel billowed out and cast into a rooted rail; the train whistled and the steam and the heat from the chimney in the factory came together. This is the Shenyang built by the older generation of artisans and the memory of Shenyang. I still remember building a monument on the main road. One factory after another was marked on the monument: bicycle factory, a machine tool factory, machine three