前不久,我到内蒙古东方红农场采访时,碰到了青年农工王某。他“镶满”斑斑伤痕的脸,看上去真有点害怕。也许是他意识到了这点,他悔恨地说:“唉!甭提了,只为一根火柴啊!”那还是1989年,正值麦收旺季,天公也不作美,时隔几天就下一场大雨。晚收一天,就会有大片大片的麦子生芽而白白扔掉。全场职工都起早贪黑,力争尽快在晴天 Not long ago, when I interviewed the Dongfanghong Farm in Inner Mongolia, I met the young agricultural worker Wang. He “studded ” streaked face, looks really scary. Perhaps he realized this point, he said in remorse: “Oh! 甭 mention, just a match ah!” That is 1989, when the wheat harvest season, the god is not beautiful, a few days later The next heavy rain. Late in the day, there will be large tracts of wheat germination and throw away in vain. All the staff from morning to night dying, and strive to be sunny as soon as possible