在我的记忆里,一直有一双手套。那双手套最终会属于谁呢?有时我会忍不住想。尤其是在寒冷的冬天。每一次想起,心里都很温暖。那时我还在西安上大学,学校终于放寒假了,我们一帮归心似箭的同学,排了一晚上的队,才坐上了西安开往成都的火车。那些年运力紧张,线路有限,车厢里塞得满满的,走动都困难,是名副其实的“沙丁鱼罐头”。好在我们是从始发站上车的,有几个座位可以轮换着坐。路途漫长,青春飞扬!一路 There is always a pair of gloves in my memory. Who will those gloves eventually belong to? Sometimes I can not help thinking. Especially in the cold winter. Every thought, my heart is warm. At that time, I was still in college in Xi’an. The school finally had a winter break. We had a group of like-minded students waiting in a row for a night and got on the train bound for Chengdu from Xi’an. Those years of capacity, tension, limited lines, full of cars, moving around are difficult, is a veritable “canned sardines.” Fortunately, we are from the departure station on the train, a few seats can be rotated to sit. Long way, youthful! All the way