我的家乡在安徽中部的丘陵地区,除了漠漠田野、缓缓起伏的坡冈,似乎也就乏善可述。何况我生长的20世纪70年代,乡村还很贫穷。我的家乡连村落也是破旧的,当然那时还有清澈的河流、碧绿的丛林,其他能够给人留下美好回忆的,也就寥寥无几。当然还有人。凡是有人,特别是有人群在的地方,多少总会有一些悲欢离合的故事,然而在我的记忆当中,这些故事也都非惊世骇俗、耸人听闻,只 My hometown in the hilly area of ​​central Anhui, in addition to the deserted fields, the gentle upslope of the slope, it seems that there is no good. Moreover, I grew up in the 20th century, 70’s, the village is still very poor. Even my village is a shabby village, of course there are still clear rivers, green jungles, others can give people a good memory, and also very few. Of course there are people. Where there are people, especially where there are people, there will always be some joys and sorrows, but in my memory, these stories are not shocking, sensational, and only