父亲那一代人,一直是使用火柴的。我记得,他们并不是每个人衣兜里随时都带着火柴,常常是好几个人当中,才有一个人带着火柴,可能是因为脆薄的火柴盒,装在这些做重体力活的人身上容易被挤压破损吧。在劳动间隙,想抽烟而没带火柴的人就会喊一声,谁有火?就有人回答,我有火。想抽烟的就走过来,围在那个带着火柴的人面前,将旱烟锅或自制的旱烟卷凑过来。那人将点燃 My father’s generation has always used matches. I remember they did not always have matches with everyone in their pockets. Often, only a few of them had matches, probably because of the thin matchboxes that were easily attached to those who did heavy work Crush it. In the working space, people who want to smoke without a match will shout, who fire? Someone answered, I have a fire. Wanted to smoke came, surrounded by the man with a match, the Hanabu or self-made Hanbang volume over. That person will light