北大荒的夏天转瞬即逝。地下的冰冻层还没化透,另一个冬天就快要来了。作为来自北京的大学生右派,六十年代初,我便被发配到这一望无垠的大草原上接受改造。这儿方圆几百里渺无人烟,既看不到报纸也听不到广播,完全与社会失去联系。我们只能默默在荒原上劳作,老老实实、勤勤恳恳做一头会说话的拓荒牛。 The Great Northern Wilderness fleeting in the summer. Underground frozen layer has not yet penetrated, another winter is coming. As a college student right from Beijing, in the early 1960s, I was dispatched to this vast prairie and rebuilt. Here a radius of hundreds of miles uninhabited, can not see the newspaper also can not hear the radio, completely lost contact with society. We can only quietly work in the wasteland, honest, diligent and do a talking pioneering cattle.