风驰电掣的列车,划破了漫天的暮色,面对迎面扑来的蜿延逶迤的巍巍群山,我知道湘西自治州就要到了。像阔别故乡多年的游子,我已激动得泪流满面,心中一遍又一遍地呼喊着“母亲,儿子回来了！”二十多年前那许许多多的往事一下子涌上了心头。 把湘西这块古老而又神奇的土地比喻为自己的母亲,对我来说是一种极其自然的感觉。 我从小在都市里长大,七十年代,全国最后一次上山下乡的浪潮把年仅16岁的我送到了湘西的大 Passage of the train speeding across the twilight sky, in the face of the front of the meandering wandering towering mountains, I know Xiangxi Autonomous Prefecture is coming. Like a wanderer who had been away from hometown for many years, I was so excited that I was full of tears and shouted in my heart again and again that “my mother and my son came back!” The memory of so many events twenty years ago came to mind. It is an extremely natural feeling for me to compare the ancient and magical land in western Hunan with my own mother. I grew up in the city, seventies, the last wave of going to the countryside to the age of 16, I sent to the large