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引子20世纪70年代末的一个夏日,在浏阳河畔的一条街上,一位年近七旬的老者像是在找寻故地,眼神中流露着对周围环境的陌生感。在这条街上,他来来回回地徘徊着,努力寻找沉睡于童时记忆的“营盘巷”……“记得走进巷子没多远,应该就是家父的那幢祖屋,院子里长着一棵高大的柚子树,叶子绿绿的,院子对面应该还有一座木塔,那时候我们都叫它八角亭。”他向周围的人问路,人们都摇头。一位白发老翁
On a summer day in the late 1970s, a man near the seventies in the Liuyang River looked like he was looking for an old place, his eyes strange and strange in his surroundings. In this street, he wandered back and forth, trying to find sleeping in childhood memories “Camp Lane ” ...... “Remember that not far into the alley, it should be that Father’s ancestral home, yard There was a tall grapefruit tree with green foliage and a wooden tower opposite the yard, at which point we called it the octagonal pavilion. ”He asked the people around him and they shook their heads. A white-haired man