他读的是经济管理,大学毕业后原本可以谋得一份收入稳定的工作。他却决然回家乡创业,承包十几亩荒山种苹果。苹果开花时节,不是一树芳芬,而是稀稀疏疏。挂果,成长,零零星星的几枚果子像山楂,小小的、酸酸的。一时间风言风语四起,而背负十几万果苗的债务,也让他喘不过气来。他像一个充满气的皮球,一下子瘪了。不吃不喝,躺在床上。一日,念过几年私塾的父亲硬是把他从床上拉起来,走出了小院。 He read economic management, and after graduating from college he could have obtained a job with a steady income. He decided to go home business, contracting a dozen acres of barren hills apple. Apple blossom season, not a tree fragrance, but thinning sparse. Hanging fruit, growing, scattered pieces of fruit like hawthorn, small, sour. For a time rhetoric everywhere, and bear the debt of hundreds of thousands of seedlings, but also let him out of breath. He was like a gasy ball, all of a sudden deflated. Do not eat or drink, lying in bed. One day, after reading the private school’s father for a few years, he simply pulled him out of bed and walked out of the courtyard.