1972年冬天,我到一个高中同学家里,吃了一碗苞菜汤。同学姓汤,入学时和我分在一张学桌。两人相见恨晚,交往才半个学期,他就盛情邀请我到他家做客吃饭了。到同学家,是夜间十点多钟。这个时候去吃苞菜汤,于理有点奇怪,于情倒是情深义重。我们在学校里晚上大都一碗稀饭,到晚自习后 In the winter of 1972, I went to a high school classmate’s house and ate a bowl of leek soup. The schoolmate surnamed Tang and I was assigned to a school table when I entered school. The two met each other with hate and only half of the semester exchanged. He invited me to his house for dinner. To the same scholar, it is ten o’clock at night. This time to eat leeks soup, Yu Li is a little strange, but love is deep feelings. We usually have a bowl of porridge in school at night, after the evening of self-study