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哪是贺长松的人生路标呢?是会议桌上那玻璃框内披着红绸的金杯,还是挂满四壁的金光熠熠的锦旗?对贺长松来说,这好比是一道模糊数学的习题,很难清晰地解答。立在“老交通”面前的路标,是一个巨大的惊叹号黄黄高速公路上,冬季的黄昏是沉寂的。忽然远处响起了一阵汽车喇叭声,一辆辆汽车风驰电掣般驶了过来……此时,从黄黄高速公路旁界子墩管理所走出一个人来。他五十来岁,白皙的脸面上皱纹纵横交错。他的个头,往路标下一站,和路标差不多高,黄昏中,他迎风而立,象是
Which is He Changsong’s life signpost? It is the glass table on the conference table in the red silk cup, or covered with golden silk banners? For He Changsong, this is like a fuzzy math exercises, it is difficult Clearly answer. The signpost standing in front of “old traffic” is a huge exclamation point on the yellow-and-yellow highway, and the winter dusk is quiet. Suddenly a distant sounded a car horns, a car driving like a catapult ... ... At this time, from Huang Huang Expressway border sub-pier management came out of a person. He was 50 years old, white face criss-cross the wrinkles. His head, to sign the next stop, and signs almost high, dusk, he stood upwind, like