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大人们都说:七八九气死狗!这个年龄的男孩子,既淘气又顽劣,对待他们打也不是骂也不是,哭也不是笑也不是。听大人们那口气,恨不得把我们再掖回妈妈的肚子里去。
The grown-ups all said: “The dog that died in 1989 was angry! The boys of this age were both naughty and unruly. Nor was it right to deal with them, neither was crying nor laughing.” Listening to the big people’s breath, I could not wait to take us back to my mother’s stomach.