我刚步出高中校门的时候,心里是没有任何落魄与亏欠感的,甚至多少有些趾高气扬的味道。我的理由很灿烂:上不上大学无关紧要,要紧的是我得抓紧成为一名可以显摆的作家。用今天的话说叫做梦想,人一旦有梦想理所当然地就自我高大起来。当然我的父母以及我的乡亲一点也不认为我高大,读了十几年的书依旧作田,何来“高大”的资本? When I first stepped out of the high school, I did not feel any sense of absence or defiance in my heart, and I even felt somewhat arrogant. My reason is brilliant: not going to college does not matter, what matters is that I have to step up to become a discerning writer. In today's words is called a dream, once people have a dream naturally take on themselves tall. Of course, my parents and my folks do not think that I am tall, read a dozen years of books still work as a field, how to “tall” capital?