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很小的时候,我们全家住在一座破旧的茅草房里。12根粗大的木头柱子顶着一层厚厚的茅草,细密的圆竹编排的墙,踩得光洁的泥地油亮可鉴。茅草房无所谓厨房也无所谓客厅,四四方方的火塘就是全家人活动的中心。铁三脚架上时常架着一口大锅头,漆黑滚圆的铁鼎罐就煨在烧得旺旺的火炭旁。每天中午或傍晚,一家人捧着饭碗围坐在冒着热气漂着菜叶的锅头旁,开始了我们一家一日两餐的团圆饭。
At an early age, our family lives in a shabby thatched cottage. 12 thick wooden pillars with a thick layer of thatch, the delicate arrangement of the bamboo wall, step on the smooth mud shine brighter. Thatched room does not matter the kitchen does not matter the living room, square fire is the center of the family activities. Iron tripod often framed a big pot head, dark round iron pot on the simmering in the prosperous fire next to the charcoal. Every day at noon or in the evening, a family holding rice bowls sitting around steaming pot leaves next to the pot, we started a meal two meals a day.