儿时的记忆真像铁板上刻就的字画,今生今世怕是消失不掉了。这不,我出生的那个小村子洪良,洪良村口那棵不大不小的老p樟树,老樟树百步之遥那条水清见底的小溪流......回想起来至今历历在目。说也奇怪,北京的百万庄,几十年了,也是我最难忘怀的地方。特别是建设部招待所门口那排 Childhood memories are like carved calligraphy and painting on the iron plate, this life is afraid to disappear. This is not, I was born in that small village Hongliang, Hongliang village entrance tree that is not too small old camphor camphor trees camphor camphor trees, Vividly Strange to say, one million villages in Beijing, for decades, is also my most unforgettable place. In particular, the Ministry of Construction Guest House that row