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这是发生在某矿区的一个真实故事。 那是1993年的初秋,我有机会回到已阔别了近30年的故乡,并认识了她——张霞。 张霞跟我一般大,属猴儿的,那年三十七。也许是同龄人的原因,也许是她的美丽、她的热情、她的爽直,也或许因都是女人、都为人母的缘故,反正我很喜欢她,愿意和她聊天,愿意和她拉呱,愿意听她哼哼唱唱。张霞,1米65的个子,身材匀称,一头齐耳短发,一张美丽生动的瓜子脸上镶嵌着一双水汪汪的大眼睛,说起话来,声音亮亮的脆脆的,真的好听。后来才知道,她从小就是学唱戏的。
This is a real story happening in a mining area. That was the early autumn of 1993. I had the opportunity to return to my hometown that was almost 30 years away and to know her - Zhang Xia. Zhang Xia general with me, a monkey children, that year thirty-seven. Perhaps the reason for their peers, perhaps her beauty, her enthusiasm, her straightforward, perhaps because they are both women, are mothers sake, anyway, I really like her, willing to chat with her, willing to pull her and her , Willing to listen to her hum singing. Zhang Xia, a 65-meter tall, well-proportioned, with a short hair and a beautiful and lively melon seeds face with a pair of watery eyes, speaking, loud and crisp sound, really nice. Later I learned that she was studying singing.