许多人问我,你为什么写作? 我总是说——为了自尊,为了忘记饥饿。 这实在是个太不响亮的写作理由。但确实是这样。真实往往残酷而又复杂。 我的母亲希望我成为有用的人。有用,母亲将这个词的标准定得很高。高中毕业,正赶上“修理地球”的年代,我到了粤北贫穷的山村插队落户。 那年夏天,我带着铺盖卷,揣着10元钱离开了家。进村子 Many ask me, why do you write? I always say - for self-esteem, to forget about hunger. This is really not a loud reason to write. But it is true. The truth is often cruel and complicated. My mother wants me to be a useful person. Useful, the mother set the standard of the word high. After graduating from high school, catching up with the time of “repairing the earth”, I went to the impoverished mountain village in northern Guangdong to set up a team. That summer, I left the house with a roll of paper and 10 dollars. Into the village