1961年的秋天,我11岁,父亲带我进了一次大山。那是个饥荒的年代,萝卜、南瓜、土豆这些普通的蔬菜都成了许多家庭的主食,即便是这些蔬菜,也很快被饥饿的人们吃光了。正是在这种背景下,父亲决定带我进大山里去寻点儿吃的。这座大山叫野鬼岭,离我们家有三十多里,上面有一片野杮子林和野板栗林。天刚蒙蒙亮,父亲就带我出发了。走哇走哇,不知走过了多少个村庄,一直到 The autumn of 1961, I was 11 years old, my father took me into a mountain. It was an era of famine. Ordinary vegetables, such as radishes, pumpkins and potatoes, became the staple food for many families. Even the vegetables were soon eaten by hungry people. It is in this context, my father decided to take me into the mountains to find something to eat. This mountain is called wild ghost ridge, there are more than thirty miles from our home, above a piece of wild raccoon and wild chestnut forest. When it was dawn, my father took me off. Go go wow go, I do not know how many villages have gone through, until