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一本精装且颇有分量的《明朗的天·1937—1949解放区木刻版画集》搁在我的案头。信手翻来,《人桥》这幅作品深深地勾起了我的回忆。还是在三十五年之前——一九六五年,我九岁,正在一所完全小学念书,语文老师是我的家门,姓邹,他患有严重的胃溃疡。有天正好给我们上《人桥》这一课,突发性的胃痛使他弯下腰,冷汗沿着帽檐往脸上淌,但面对《人桥》这篇充满英雄气概的作品,他仿佛成为一名战士:他膛着冰冷的河
A hardcover and considerable weight of “Clear Day 1937-1949 Jiefang District woodcut print set” put in my case. Hands handed, “Bridge” This piece of work deeply aroused my memories. Still thirty-five years ago - in 1965, I was nine years old and was studying in a complete primary school. My language teacher was my family name, Zou. He had a serious stomach ulcer. Someone just gave us the lesson of “People Bridge”. Sudden stomachache caused him to bend over. Cold sweat ran down his face to the face, but in the face of the heroic work of “Bridge of Mans,” he seemed as if Become a warrior: He is breezed by the icy river