一三大队四小队是个荒凉的村庄,连个诗意的名字都没有,只有一个编号。全村大概只有五六十户人家,聚集在一处洼地下面,一座座黄泥小院挤在一起,像一群冬天怕冷的麻雀。每家院子都像是有人规划好了,惊人地一样,除了几间人住的黄泥小屋,还有一个牲口棚,院落里有一小片菜地、几棵树、一垛麦秸秆和一垛干牛粪。在我的记忆里,三大队四小队只有两种 One or three brigade four squad is a desolate village, not even a poetic name, only one number. The village probably only fifty or sixty households, gathered in a depression below, a mass of yellow mud courtyard crowded together, like a group of cold winter sparrows. Every courtyard was planned as if by surprise. Except for the yellow mud hut where several people lived, there was also a barn with a small piece of vegetable field, a few trees, a pile of wheat straw and a pile of dried straw Cow dung. In my memory, there are only two of the fourth brigade of the third brigade