接到编辑的约稿电话,我这几天都沉浸在过去的回忆中。要说我自主择业以来的故事,还得从我小时候说起……“伙头军”我的家乡在皖西南一个偏僻的小山村,小时候的记忆就是饿,经常是吃了上顿没有下顿。我6岁那年,记得有一次,家里穷得连一点米也没有了。我家里兄弟姐妹多,经常是饿得受不了,有时候做梦都能梦见白花花 Received a copy of the editorial call, I am immersed in the past few days memories. To say that since the story of my career, have to start talking about when I was a child ... “head army ” my home in a remote village in southwestern Anhui, a child’s memory is hungry, often eat on the meal without Next Dayton. When I was 6 years old, I remembered that there was not even a single meter of rice at home. My brothers and sisters at home, often hungry too, and sometimes dreams can dream white flowers