说实在的,我一点儿也不愿意回想我的村庄,甚至刻意从记忆中驱逐它,企图连根挖掉,就此忘了那些污浊和愚昧。但是,多年以来,真正的状况与我所期望的刚好相反,村子里的事,村子里的人,大大小小,老老少少,一直盘踞在我心里,未曾稍离。欺负我的红梅,被蛇附体的男孩小凯,吊死的吴大爷,奸污女人的花脸支书,阻拦父亲卖蒿子给祖母发丧 To be honest, I am not willing to recall my village at all, and even deliberately expel it from memory in an attempt to dig it out. I forget those filthy and ignorant ones. However, for many years, the real situation was the opposite of what I had expected. The things in the village and the people in the village, who were young and old, were always in my heart and never left. Bully my red plum, snake attached to the boy Xiaokai, hanging uncle uncle Wu, rascal woman’s face book, blocking his father to sell to the grandmother Fukudais funeral