我工作的第一站是一个不足万人的偏远小乡的财政所。一条凹凸不平的土路从乡中心穿过,乡政府的几排旧瓦房突兀地立在路边,房顶的野蒿在秋风中抖着,更显破败。我的心凉透了,只想调走。几位大学同学也不断写信给我,让我去和他们共同发展,这让我的心更加骚动。 The first stop of my work is the finances of a small remote town of less than ten thousand people. A rugged dirt road runs through the center of the village, and a few rows of old tile roofs of the township government stand abruptly on the curbside. My heart is cool, I just want to tune away. Several college students have also written to me, let me go with them and common development, which makes my heart more agitated.