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在高中时,老师都说我的文章文字华丽、情感细腻,有种高雅之气。平时也在报刊发一些自以为代表身份的豆腐块。然而当我真正踏足社会后,我终于明白也想起了自己的身份;我以前是那么的虚伪,在小说和现实中幻想自己拥有高贵的血统,还曾经坚信自己的前世来自繁华的古都长安。我忘记了,从生到死,我都是面朝黄土背朝天的劳动人民的后裔;我的家乡是麦子茁壮成长的黄土高原;而我,是农民的后裔。我的祖父算半个农民吧,六十年代城
In high school, the teacher said my article is gorgeous, delicate and elegant. Usually also some newspapers in the self-identity of the tofu block. However, when I really set foot in society, I finally realized that I also remembered my identity. I was so hypocritical in fiction and reality that I had a noble descent, and once believed my past life came from the bustling ancient capital Chang’an. I have forgotten that from birth to death, I am a descendant of the working people who turned back to the loess; my hometown is the Loess Plateau where wheat flourishes; and I, a peasant descendant. My grandfather counts half of the peasants, the sixties