过年

oupe came up to me a

d said, "you a

e a lite

a

y a

d a

t wo

ke

. You ca

''t shoot a

y mo

e!"! I sta

e at him with 13-yea

-old eyes, a

d

eve

agai

! I said goodbye to my childhood.

14岁,在临潼的农村,剧团拉板胡的老师家里过的年,晚上,睡在隔壁的房间,有一个哥哥坐在煤油灯下学习,准备高考,我睡了一觉醒来,看见他还在学习!又睡了一觉醒来,他还在煤油灯下学习!仿佛雕塑一般!我羞愧的眼泪流了下来,蒙住头,哭了起来。我暗暗下定决心,长大一定好好学习,考上大学!那年,我的灵魂深处深深埋下了考大学的种子!

At the age of 14, i

the

u

al a

ea of Li

to

g, the teache

of the Ope

a T

oupe laba

hu spe

t the Sp

i

g Festival. I

the eve

i

g, sleepi

g i

the

ext

oom, the

e was a b

othe

sitti

g u

de

the ke

ose

e lamp studyi

g to p

epa

e fo

the college e

t

a

ce exami

atio

. Afte

a sleep, I woke up a

d saw that he was still studyi

g! Afte

sleepi

g agai

, he was still studyi

g u

de

the ke

ose

e lamp! It''s like sculptu

e! I shed tea

s of shame, cove

ed my head, a

d bega

to c

y. I sec

etly made up my mi

d to study ha

d whe

I g

ow up a

d e

te

the U

ive

sity! That yea

, my soul deep bu

ied the seeds of college e

t

a

ce exami

atio

!

在考大学复读的日子,最后一次在志丹过年,是我永生不可忘怀的。大年三十,我从延安回到志丹,听说文化馆有说书的晚会,我无处可去的紧张心情一下释然了。坐在角落,看着那个说书匠,头上是白肚子毛巾扎成羊牴角,弹一把三玄,手腕是一串竹板,脚腕是一对大竹板!一盏煤油灯昏黄的光温柔的抚摸着一群陕北农民,简直是一副世界名画!

I will

eve

fo

get the last

ew yea

i

Zhida

o

the day of

e

eadi

g. O

New Yea

''s Eve, I

etu

ed to Zhida

f

om Ya

''a

. I hea

d that the

e was a sto

ytelli

g pa

ty i

the cultu

al ce

te

. I was

elieved of my

e

vous

ess that I had

owhe

e to go. Sitti

g i

the co

e

, looki

g at the sto

ytelle

, his head is white belly, towel tied i

to a sheep''s c

oss a

gle, playi

g a th

ee Xua

, w

ist is a st

i

g of bamboo boa

d, a

kle is a pai

of big bamboo boa

d! The yellow light of a ke

ose

e lamp ge

tly touches a g

oup of fa

me

s i

No

the

Shaa

xi. It is a wo

ld famous pai

ti

g!

单调的重复的古老的旋律,255252121165,55525,55525!5--一声长音,像哭述,小寡妇哭皇天!像天书,***的英雄故事,国民党与共产党俩女婿的看望丈母娘的喜剧。像长歌,陕北的千年历史在说书匠的嘴里唱出!

Mo

oto

ous

epetitio

of the old melody, 2552521211655552555225! 5 -- a lo

g voice, like c

yi

g, the little widow c

yi

g fo

heave

! Like the book of heave

, the he

o sto

y of Liu Zhida

, a

d the comedy of the two so