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我身居遥远的仅有十来户人家的山沟小屯,每年竟写出150篇左右新闻,就连报社编辑都称为奇迹。然而,我一点自豪感也找不到:最近,某企业招聘一名新闻干事,我应约前往,最终却因自己是一位农民,与机遇擦肩而过。不过,回首曾经走过的路,一篇篇含泪写就的小稿,我觉得自己还行。1993年10月,《农垦工人》杂志社在海拉尔举办文学研讨班。主编王亚洲和编辑部主任王圣、李方俭邀请我写写上学体会,并在学习班上发言。我想起父亲盼我成才的目光,他卖了家里的耕牛,供我来研讨班自费求学的情景;想起年近八旬的奶奶攒鸡蛋卖
I live in a distant dilapidated town of Xiaogun, which has only a dozen or so households. Every year, I have written about 150 news stories, and even newspaper editors all call it a miracle. However, I can not find a little pride: Recently, a company hired a press officer, I should go there, and finally because I was a farmer, and opportunity to pass by. However, looking back on the road that I have gone through, a small draft written in tears, I feel myself okay. In October 1993, “Reclamation workers” magazine held a literary seminar in Hailar. Editor Wang Ya Zhou and director Wang Sheng, Li Fangjian invited me to write to school experience and speak in study classes. I remembered his father looking forward to my talent, he sold the cattle at home for me to study at their own expense school scene; think of nearly eighty-year-old grandmother to save eggs to sell