站在县城初冬的寒风之中,我又一次地思念起家乡的火塘来。我的故乡是湘南的一个偏僻的小山村。山间的一个开阔的地方,座落着一个只有六七户人家的小院子,院子里有外婆的白瓦屋。我快乐的童年就是在这度过的。童年的往事,有太多太多值得回忆,然而最难忘的就是那一口火塘。 Standing in the cold wind in the early winter of the county seat, I once again missed my hometown fire pit. My hometown is a remote small mountain village in southern Hunan. In an open place in the mountains, there is a small yard with only 6 or 7 households. There is a grandma’s white tile house in the yard. My happy childhood was spent here. There are too many memories of childhood, but the most memorable one is the fire pit.