秋后的菜园里,往往剩到最后的,就是一棵一棵的白菜。——这是要陪我们越冬的菜。我曾有过一个梦想,就是在冬天的时候,窖里有一窖白菜,梁上挂着猪肉,白菜炖猪肉(当然再有些粉条就更好了,但我长大了才知道,白菜炖羊肉更佳),围着火炉热腾腾地吃,这是在一个三十年前的少年的想像中最温暖和幸福的事。 After the fall of the garden, often left to the last, is a one of a cabbage. - This is a dish to accompany us for the winter. I once had a dream that in winter there was a cellar cabbage in the cellar with pork and cabbage stewed pork (of course, some noodles are better, but I grew up to know that cabbage stew mutton more Good), eating around the stove, which is the warmest and happinessiest thing in a teenager’s imagination thirty years ago.