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燕山、恒山、太行山交汇处的褶皱里,掩着一个世代相传的穷村——涞源县红泉村。60年代,一个骨瘦如柴、奄奄一息的瞎老人,拉着10岁小儿子的手.长叹一声:“什么时候能吃顿饱饭呀!”带着终生未了的心愿,撒手而去。80年代,一位在外工作多年的老干部回村,看到破旧不堪的房屋、
Yanshan, Hengshan, Taihangshan fold fold, cover a generation from generation to generation of poor village - red source village Hongquan. In the 1960s, a skinny and dying blind man took the hand of a 10-year-old son and sigh: “When can I have enough to eat?” “Take a life-long dream and let it go.” In the 1980s, a veteran cadre who had worked for many years returned to the village and saw dilapidated houses.