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我自小生长在八百里秦川最东端,黄河岸边的一个边远的小村庄。记得那是在50年代末一个炎热夏季的傍晚,公社电影队来村里放电影。放映正片前加映了一部体育新闻纪录片,巴西队18岁的黑人小将贝利那一连串令人眼花缭乱的娴熟动作,当时令我目瞪口呆。太精彩了!从那时起我记住了贝利,迷上了体育。 “文化大革命”断送了我们这一代人的学业。
I grew up in eight hundred years in the easternmost Qinchuan, a remote small village on the banks of the Yellow River. I remember that in the late fifties late in a hot summer, commune movie crew came to the village for a movie. A sports documentary was added before the screening, and I was stunned by a string of dazzling skilful skilful moves by Brazil’s 18-year-old Black teenager. Too wonderful! From then on I remember Bailey, fell in love with sports. The “Cultural Revolution” ruined the education of our generation.