1956年的冬天,我出生在辽宁南部的小镇瓦房店。父亲是中学教师,母亲是铁路工人。我有四个弟弟,我为老大,因此小时候常常领着弟弟们玩得昏天黑地。一次,在瓦房店站前的小广场上(比现在的要好看多了),为了玩开飞机,老三钻进了已废弃而放倒在地的水泥邮筒里。钻进去就出不来了。吓得我和老二都哭了。四周围满了人,都没什么办法。后来来了 In the winter of 1956, I was born in Wafangdian, a town in southern Liaoning. His father is a high school teacher and his mother is a railroad worker. I have four younger brothers, I am the boss, so often lead my younger brother to play fainting. Once, in the small square in front of Wafangdian station (much better than it is now), in order to play the plane, the third son got into a cement pillar that had been abandoned and dropped into the ground. Drilled into the can not get out. Scared me and my second child are crying. Surrounded by people, no way. Came later