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灶马童年时代,在我家的厨房里,一年四季不绝如缕的就是灶马的嘶鸣。我捉住过灶马,形如蟋蟀,色泽灰白。我在瓦罐里养了一天,它沉默了一天,我就把它放了。我之所以放养它,还因为我知道,它一向足不出户,我的家就是它的家。它就住在我家灶台的周围,靠厨房里的残渣、剩饭、
Stool childhood era, in my home kitchen, all the year round is like a horse’s neighing neighing. I caught horses, shaped like crickets, gray color. I kept a day in the jar, it was silent for a day, I put it. The reason why I stock it, but also because I know, it has always been home, my home is its home. It lives around my hob, depending on the kitchen residue, leftovers,