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踏着黄石铺砌成的崎岖小路,我再一次走进南木山村。听到耳畔竹叶在风中沙沙作响,闻着草木散发出的阵阵清香,我有一种回家的感觉。虽然我在南木山村无亲无眷,可是这两年来我却无时无刻不在默读着曾经发生在这小山村里的一页历史,因而也就有对谱写这一历史篇章的英雄们越来越深切的思念,一种发自肺腑的崇敬心情,每每使我感觉走进这村子如同走向一个圣地。
Marching Huangshi paved rugged path, I once again into the South wood village. I heard the ears of bamboo rustle in the wind, smell the bursts of fragrance emitted by the vegetation, I have a feeling of coming home. Although I have no family or relatives in Nammu Village, I have been reading every page of history that has taken place in this small village for two years, and therefore I have become more and more deeply involved with the heroes who wrote this chapter of history Missing, a heartfelt reverence, often makes me feel like walking into a sacred place in this village.