我是什么时候开始做上所谓著书立说的美梦的,而今已经渺远不可追寻了。十年前,我背负行囊,告别世代聚族而居的故乡,来到了眼下这座城市求学、谋生,那情形清晰而又飘忽。仔细回想,我那时候已略知些诸如“憧憬”一类的词汇,却一点也没有想到要去实践它,心中仿佛只在为父亲特意替我赶做的那只大木箱过于笨重而发愁。这真是奇怪得很。按说,一个十八九岁的青 When I started to do the so-called book of the dream, and now is far from traceable. Ten years ago, I came home with my luggage and bid farewell to generations of people of various ethnic groups. Now I came to the city to study and earn a living. That situation was clear and erratic. As I recalled, I had learned some words such as “longing” at that time, but I did not think of practicing it at all. I felt as if I was worried about being too bulky for the big wooden box that my father had specially made for me. This is really strange. By the way, a 18-year-old youth