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我的老家在大西北一个偏僻的小山村。至今我还清楚地记得,入伍时我胸前戴着大红花,身上挂满乡亲们送的红被面,被簇拥的人群欢送到村口时,父亲一声不响心事重重地跟在我身后。当我转过
My hometown is in a remote small village in the north west. I still clearly remember that when I was enlisted, I was wearing big red flowers on my chest, and the red covered faces sent by the folks were flocked to the entrance to the village mouth. My father was quietly behind me. When I turned