记忆中的夕阳真美呀,可我好久没见过那样的美景了。我出生在文革刚开始的第二年,贫穷的日子里,孩子们总想方设法地找一些乐趣,以打发空荡荡的日子。“纳子儿”、“踢毽子”是女孩的游戏,那些虽吃不饱却仍生龙活虎的男孩儿们,就玩叫“撩瓦儿”、“打尔”等刺激游戏。在这种简单而充满乡土气息的游戏中,在对白面馒头的盼望中,在对过年新衣的渴求中,我瘦弱 The sunset in memory is beautiful, but I haven’t seen such beautiful scenery in a long time. I was born in the second year of the Cultural Revolution. In the poor days, the children always managed to find some fun in order to make an empty day. “Nazi child” and “kicking shuttlecock” are games for girls. Those boys who are still full of money but who are still full of life are playing stimulating games such as “Kaiwa” and “Dail”. In this simple and localized game, in the hope of hogging, in the hunger for New Year’s New Clothes, I am thin.