炽热,无风,山路秀逸,号子沉重。13岁的少年驮起祖祖辈辈几百年的营生,左脚穷困,右脚图强,象崖边山石上的小松树一样行进在生命与生活的狭小空隙里。25公斤的矿石,15公里的单程,每趟1．1元的工价,每天来回两趟,忘记流过了多少眼泪和汗水,却记住了山路的18个弯道,路旁河水早晨和晚上的流速,布谷鸟不同时节打鸣的声数,杜鹃花开放落零的色彩,当然,还有收矿石的老板尖酸的老鼠胡须和一成不变的令他猥琐却又无比憎恨的眼神……冷芬际的记忆与指间的香烟一样悠悠地飘荡,燃起上世纪六十年代那段滞呆的少年岁月。他对记者说,我尽量记住那时的奋发与努力,人们的勤劳与朴实,忘却生活的艰辛与尖刻,家乡的贫穷与落后,所以我回来了,致力在生养自己的土地上继续努力,并影响家乡更多的人们,一齐改造家乡,走进未来的辉煌…… Hot, windless, mountain show, heavy son. The 13-year-old adolescents carry hundreds of years of life from generation to generation. Their left foot is poor and his right foot is strong. Like the small pine trees on the cliffs, they walk in the narrow space of life and life. 25 kilograms of ore, 15 kilometers one-way, 1.1 yuan per trip, twice daily trips, forget how much tears and sweat flow, but remember the 18 corners of the road, roadside water in the morning and Night flow, cuckoo different times the number of voices, azaleas open the color of the fall, of course, there are close to the boss of the ore-bearing mouse whiskers and immortality made him insignificant but very hateful eyes ... ... The memory of the same wandering as the fingers of cigarettes, ignited that period of sixties of the demented youth years. He told reporters that I try my best to keep in mind the hard work and hard work of that time, people’s diligence and simplicity, forgetting the hardships and the sharpness of life, the poverty and backwardness of my hometown, so I came back and devoted myself to continuing to work hard on my own land. And affect more people in their hometown, transform their hometown and march into the future brilliant ......