小时候,我生活在中国最北部的黑土地上。在那里,有我儿时的许多记忆,这些记忆里有酸甜的山葡萄,有同样酸甜的软枣子,有山核桃,有野山梨,有羊奶子,有越橘果,有山里红,还有……但在那堆积如山的记忆里没有花椒树。所以,当我在有花椒树的华北地区第一次见到它时,就闹了个小小的笑话。那是一个初春的季节,是万物萌动,抽芽开花的季节。一座桃园里的桃花开出了一片灿烂的景致,桃园外 As a kid, I lived in the black land in the northernmost part of China. There, there are many memories of my childhood, these memories are sour and sweet mountain grapes, the same sweet and sour jujube, pecan, wild mountain pear, goat milk, bilberry, mountain red, and ... ... but there is no pepper tree in the mountain of memories. So when I saw it for the first time in North China, with its pepper plantations, I made a small joke. It is a spring season, is the germination of all things, buds bud season. A peach in Taoyuan out of a brilliant view, Taoyuan outside