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丑合欢一米之上有大瘤,鼓鼓的,像歪脸脖子上的瓤瘤;两米之上有黑黑的刀口,密密麻麻,刀痕叠着刀痕;三米之上,是两个大分叉,伸出粗壮的枝。整个树身斜歪,歪得扭曲,像个大麻花。冬天,树光着身,细细长长的叉枝停了许多乌春和鹧鸪,叶子一片也没有。积雪压在枝上,薄薄的,透明。我叫老辜:“把这棵破树砍了,发煤锅用。”老辜是食堂管理员,有什么杂事,我都叫他。铲垃圾、捡石块、挖树洞、清水沟、淘粪池,老辜样样安排。他头发梳得溜光,油油的,嘻嘻嘻,站在我面前,说,这树好
Acacia above a meter on a large tumor, bulging, like a crooked neck tumor; two meters above the black blade, dense, knife marks stacked knife marks; three meters above the two Big fork, stick out stout. The whole body is crooked, distorted, like a cannabis. In winter, the light of the tree, thin long branches stopped many black lotus and partridge, leaves no. Snow pressure on the branches, thin, transparent. My name is Gu Gu: “Cut this tree cut tree, use the coal pan.” Gu Ku is the canteen administrator, what chores, I call him. Shovel rubbish, pick up rocks, dig trees, clear ditches, Amoy septic tanks, old innocent sample arrangement. His hair combed smooth, oily, hee hee, standing in front of me, saying that this tree is good