车缓缓启动,范振喜泪眼望着窗外的乡亲们,乡亲们拥车前行,目光中满含希望、期待和掩饰不住的忧虑,毕竟,振喜的病是血癌呀,这一去,生死难知。直到汽车驶出村,驶上公路,再也看不见的时候,被严寒冻得手脚麻木的人们仍不肯散去。汽车拐过一座大山,范振喜的目光却还向着家乡。家乡的山山水水,在他脑海中从未有过的清晰:4个自然村散依在蕴藏着丰富铁矿资源的大山脚下,村前,千亩稻田一平如毯,地头,清清的滦河水东流不息…… Slowly start the car, Fan Zhenxi tearful eyes looking out to the folks who folks, folks who car before the eyes full of hope, expectation and could not conceal the concerns that, after all, Difficult to know. Until the car drove out of the village, onto the road, no longer visible, people who were numb hands cold and cold still refused to disperse. Car turned a big mountain, Fan Zhenxi eyes but also toward home. Hometown of mountains and rivers, in his mind has never been clear: 4 villages scattered in the rich iron ore resources in the foot of the mountain, in front of the village, acres of paddy fields as a blanket, land, clear Luan River water Endless flow ... ...