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2002年4月中旬的一天。太阳刚从东方地平线上升起,在海拔1500米高的革命老区——大别山金寨县一家最简陋的旅馆里,走出一个七旬左右投宿的老人,手提肩背着五六个大包小包。从他携带的物品来看,不难断定他是走乡串村做买卖的老货郎。再从他挎着的水壶和装满馒头的网兜看,他的买卖一定很不景气。若不然,他的生活为何这般清苦?
One day in mid-April 2002. The sun just rises from the eastern horizon. At an altitude of 1,500 meters in the revolutionary old district - Jinzhai County, one of the most primitive hotels in the Dabie Mountains, out of a seventy or so dwelling elderly, carrying shoulders with five or six large parcels. From the items he carried, it is not difficult to conclude that he is a veteran of the village village in the village. From his kettle and a bag of bread filled with bread, his trading must have been sluggish. If not, why is his life so bitter?