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当年,我在深山老林中搞“社教”的半年中,曾吃了6个月的搅团糊汤和浆水菜,但我也曾吃到过美味。那些东西封存在我的记忆中,只有在夜深人静的时候,味觉的触手不经意间牵动了那根红绳,于是一连串的美味就像红线上的珍珠,一颗颗依次跌落在我记忆的盘子中,那叮呤当啷的响声,向我描述着艰苦日子中的美妙往事。我去的那个小山村,位于两条河的交汇点的山坡上,只有9户人家27口人。山里的河水水流湍急,水质清凉甘甜,没有农药化肥的污染。河水里的一乍长的鱼成群结队地在浅水里游弋,脸盆放下去再端上来,里面就会有十几条鱼。稍深一点的水域,尺把长的鱼挤挤
In the past half year, I engaged in “social education” in the deep forests. I had eaten six months of pasta soup and paddy water but I also had delicious food. Those things sealed in my memory, only in the dead of night, the tentacles of taste inadvertently touched the red string, so a series of delicious like red pearl, one by one drop in my memory of the plate, The barking sound of the barking, described to me the wonderful memories of the hard days. The small mountain village I went to was located on the hillside of the junction of the two rivers, with only 9 households and 27 people. The rivers in the mountains are fast flowing, the water is cool and sweet, and there is no pollution from pesticides and fertilizers. The first long fish in the river swam in droves in droves, and the basin dropped down and brought up again. There were dozens of fish inside. Slightly deeper waters, squeezing long fish