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我怀着复杂的心情,看着前面的少年,想确切地形容他却又实在难以描述。与普通少年一样,他有单薄的肩,依靠着一根比他略高的竹竿。但在我看来,倒像是这根竹竿依靠了他才对,因为我知道他将来会用他的肩挑起更重的责任,在水泥森林中一次又一次挺直自己的脊梁。我没有对少年的生活加以揣测,每个人的人生有所不同但又难免相同,我想我的祖辈也曾用那并不宽厚的肩膀撑起过一片天。
I am in a complicated mood, looking at the front of the juvenile, trying to describe exactly what he really hard to describe. Like ordinary teenagers, he has a thin shoulder, relying on a slightly higher than his bamboo pole. But in my opinion, it seems that this bamboo depends on him, because I know that he will in the future take more responsibility on his shoulders and straighten his backbone again and again in the cement forest. I did not speculate on juvenile life. Everyone’s life is different but inevitably the same. I think my grandparents have also used one of those generous shoulders to prop up one day.