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1975年一个阴雨绵绵的夏天,一个衣裳褴褛,面黄肌瘦,名叫洒尕的彝族小男孩,在帮舅舅整理年久失修的柴草房时,意外地获得了半本残破不堪的《西游记》。当时,小男孩正上五年级,许多的字都不认识,但他在疙疙瘩瘩地看了两页之后,就被书中那神奇的故事给迷住了。小男孩忘记了时间,忘记了寒冷,忘记了饥饿,他读得那样地专注,那样地投入。也就是从那一天开
A rainy summer in 1975, a ragged, pale skinny, sprinkled time of the Yi little boy, helping Uncle finishing the disrepair of the firewood house, unexpectedly received half of the crumpled “Journey to the West.” At that time, the little boy was in fifth grade, and many of the words did not know him. However, after reading two pages of the pimple, he was charmed by the magical story of the book. The boy forgot the time, forgot the cold, forgot the hunger, he read as focused, that way into. That is from that day open