从冰封雪冻的哨所归来,通信员递给我一本杂志。啊,《职高生》!我抚摸着它的封面,仿佛见了老朋友一样,往事又涌上心头。1993年9月,我带着深深的无奈跨入四川省宣汉毛坝职中,那时自卑情绪缠绕着我。在校的日子,无聊而又空虚。一个周末的下午,我又懒散地躺在床上,班主任张老师拿出一本杂志找到 Returning from the frozen snowy post, the correspondent handed me a magazine. Ah, “vocational high school!” I stroked it’s cover, as if I saw my old friend, the past and my heart. In September 1993, I took a deep helpless step into the job of Xuanhan Mao Dam in Sichuan Province, when my inferiority complex wound around me. School days, boring and emptiness. A weekend afternoon, I lazily lying in bed, class teacher Zhang took out a magazine to find