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海塘山,岩高林密,山色涳濛、飞瀑直泻,云蒸霞蔚。山上,到处是郁郁葱葱的林木,平时,很少有人上山。 1994年10月15日下午,暖暖的秋阳沐浴着山峦,海塘山上枫丹松翠,修竹婆娑,九曲村村民周大伯在山上砍柴。正当他挥汗如雨地劳作之际,突然听见十几米地外峭壁悬崖之下的密林深处隐约传来了一声声幼童的哭喊声:“妈妈!爸爸……”其声惨烈怆然,令人心颤胆寒。周大伯停住手中活计,竖耳谛听,那幼童哭爹喊娘的凄惨之声清晰刺耳。周大伯好
Hai Tong Shan, rock high forest dense, mountain Meng Mongolia, waterfalls straight diarrhea, cloud steamed Xia Wei. In the mountains, there are lush forests everywhere, but in normal times few people go up the mountain. On the afternoon of October 15, 1994, the warm Qiuyang bathed the mountains, Feng Dan Song Tsui on the sea-front hill, Xiuzhu Mabu, and the villagers of Jiuqu Village, Chow Tai-biao, chopped wood in the mountains. Just as he worked sweaty, suddenly heard a dozen meters away in the depths of the jungle under the cliff cliff looming heard a cry of young children: “Mom! Dad ...” be terrified. Chow Tai-book stopped living in the hands, ears listen to listen, that child cry cry father miserable voice clearly harsh. Good day