1994年年关的时候,一个昏昏欲睡的深夜,绿皮火车从怀化开来,在慈利站扔下一群扛大包提编织袋的人,继续呼啸而去。那一群人里面就有我,我不知道当时自己是什么样子,背个大牛仔包,穿件姐姐淘汰掉的黑色皮夹克,头发凌乱,个头矮小,虽然正是二八年少,但肯定没有半点可怜爱之处,一个灰不溜秋的乡下妞而已。那是我第一次独自出门,且毫无准备地半夜在一个陌生的小站下车。住在哪里?刚出站,就有大妈大嫂们喊,住店啦!旁边 In 1994, at the close of the year, a sleepy late night green train came from Huaihua and dropped a group of carrying large bags at the Cili station to continue to whistle. That group of people inside me, I do not know what it was like at the time, back a big cowboy bag, wearing a black leather jacket out of sister, messy hair, short head, although it is less in 28, but certainly not the slightest A loving place, a gray, slipped autumn country girl only. That was the first time I went out alone and got off altogether at a strange little stop in the middle of the night. Where to live? Just out of the station, there are Aunt aunt shouting, live it!