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小时候总觉得自己是世界上最幸福的人。生活在社会主义的中国,而且是首都北京,在全世界尚有三分之二的劳苦大众生活在水深火热之中时,我们却“吃穿”不愁。那时觉得天格外的蓝,阳光分外明媚,走起路来都有一种要腾跃的感觉。 大了,渐渐知道了,山外还有山,天外还有天。回首过去像看一部历史纪实片。几十年过去了,中国发生了翻天覆地的变化,人民的生活水平大幅度提高,可几十年前那种感觉却不存在了。现在想来,幸福真是
When I was young, I always felt that I was the happiest person in the world. Living in socialist China and the capital city of Beijing, two thirds of the working-class people in the world live in dire straits, but we are “eating and drinking”. At that time, I feel extremely blue, the sun is exceptionally bright, walking there is a feeling to be prance. Big, and gradually know, there are mountains outside the mountains, there are days outside the sky. Looking back past like to see a historical documentary. Decades have passed since the earth-shaking changes took place in China, and the people’s standard of living has risen dramatically. But the feeling that existed decades ago did not exist. Now want to come, happiness is really