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2004年的2月14日,正月的阳光微弱地洒落在严寒料峭的大地上,通往坝上老家的路是近几年才新修的柏油路,我的吉普车装满了画框和颜料,载着我的梦想静谧地向北滑滚着,车轮仿佛辗回我淡然已久的记忆。路上的车很少,似乎我是沿着一条时光隧道在逆寻,但我清醒地意识到,这一次决不是怀旧,而是我使命中的一
On February 14, 2004, the sunshine of the first lunar month faintly landed on the cold and steep land. The road leading to the dam’s hometown was a newly repaired asphalt road in recent years. My jeep was filled with picture frames and paints, Carrying my dream quietly sliding north, the wheel seems to be rolling back my long-awaited memory. There are very few cars on the road, it seems that I was looking down a time tunnel, but I realized clearly that this time by no means nostalgia, but one of my mission