新春伊始,有友人从深圳归来。这座与我相隔并不算远的城市,我却总觉得很遥远。心目中总以为那座城中居住的是一群淘金的移民。说到他们我心中常会联想到马克·吐温时代一群怀着发财的梦想不惧艰辛的冒险者形象。这与我很多年前在报刊上看到的作为深圳市标的那尊巨大的拓荒牛倒有几分神似之处。但说实话,在我印象中那群西部牛仔似乎还更有点精神上的东西, At the beginning of the spring, a friend returned from Shenzhen. This city is not far from me, I always feel very far away. In my heart I always thought that there was a group of gold-mining immigrants in the city. When it comes to them, my mind often remembers a group of adventurers with a wealth of dreams and no fear of hardship in the Mark Twain era. This is somewhat similar to what I saw in the press many years ago as the great landmark of Shenzhen. But to be honest, in my mind, the western cowboy seems to be a bit more spiritual,