村前,有一座高高的山,从来没见谁爬过,也没听说谁爬过。山那边有什么?我问奶奶,奶奶说不知道;我问妈妈,妈妈摇摇头。山那边有什么?五六岁时,坐在门前,望着大山,我时常咬着手指头胡思乱想:有一个身高丈二的魔鬼,它长有9颗头,18只手,眼赛铜铃,口若山洞,青面獠牙,脚趾如叉。它走一步,山一摇;呼一声,落叶飘。 In front of the village, there was a tall mountain, who had never climbed before, and who had never heard of it. What’s on the other side of the mountain? I asked my grandmother, my grandmother did not know; I asked my mother, my mother shook my head. Five or six years old, sitting in front of the door, looking at the mountains, I often bitten my fingers cranky: there is a height of two feet of the devil, which has nine heads, 18 hands, eye match copper bell, Kakudo cave, green surface fangs, toes such as fork. It took a step, a mountain shake; call soon, leaves floating.