那一年,他高考落榜了。他硬着头皮回到村庄。记得小时候,父亲时常指着蜿蜒的山路问他:孩子,你看那山路像什么?“像S型,像许多许多的S连接在一起。”天真的他凝望着山路说。每当这时父亲就告诉他,只要越过山岭,走出这村子,你就能看见一望无际的世界,那里到处是高楼大厦,车水马龙……说到这里,父亲满脸都是兴奋。他带着疑惑的眼神望着山路问父亲,那走出这村子容易吗?父亲抚摸着他的后脑勺说,谈何容易,你爹可是走了一辈子呀!不过,你要相信,世界 That year, he took the entrance examination. He bounced back to the village. I remember when I was a child, my father often asked him to meander the winding mountain road: Child, what kind of mountain road did you look like? “” Like S-shaped, like many, many S. "Naive stared at the mountain road. Whenever my father told him, as long as you cross the mountain, out of the village, you can see the endless world where there is a high-rise buildings, busy ... ... Here, his face was excited. He looked at the mountain with his puzzled eyes and asked his father that it was easy to get out of the village. Father stroked his back of the head and said that it was easier for you to do, but your father, however, had gone forever! However, you have to believe that the world