第七十二章(5/11)

                                                                                                                                                                人们都用到甲板上。看逆流而上的豪华游轮，犁开浩浩流淌的长江之水，向上游的重庆方向缓慢的行走着。
                                                                                                                                                                游轮的两侧，青山峡谷静静的向我们的身后不明显的移动着。忽然，我看到在紧靠江边的地方，有一艘装满货物的趸船似乎是停在那里。
                                                                                                                                                                是这艘货船抛锚了吗？又细细一看，才发觉这艘货船是由纤夫拖拽着的。真不了解这里的生活了。
                                                                                                                                                                原来还有纤夫来做这个活计。我以为，纤夫作为历史，早就停留在人的记忆力或者影视剧之中了呢。
                                                                                                                                                                谁想到这里还有看来不少的纤夫，整天拖拉着沉重的货船，脚掌在乱石上面登攀着，肩头的纤绳死死的勒进黝黑的皮肉里，就这么一步一步的同货船的重载和江水的流动努力的抗争着。再收回目光，看看我们这些在游船上享乐的人们，心里的滋味不知是得意呢还是别的什么。
                                                                                                                                                                “好了。好了。
                                                                                                                                                                大家进来吧。舞会马上就要开始了。”组织者又在叫我们。
                                                                                                                                                                舞厅里灯光迷离，香气扑鼻。令人心动的乐曲，随着空气，在空间的角角落落柔柔的飘荡。
                                                                                                                                                                可以说，我们这些经常光顾这样场合的媒体人，对跳舞可以说是驾轻就熟。很多人由于惯性或者嗜好，每每听到舞曲，就会坐都坐不稳，浑身的神经都会顿时活跃起来。
                                                

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