浓浓的年味儿,也是腊肉的味道,更是家的味道,拂去青春丰盈,蓄满岁月无声。这岁月莹润留香,沾满齿痕。年根了,父亲突然托人给我捎来一块腊肉:四四方方的一块,色如琥珀颜如玉,不小心滑落在地上,竟然发出了金属般的铮音。一隙刀痕已经风干,只在肉皮的地方硬朗地显示着昔日刀锋的凌厉。———那是穿葛藤的地方。只有葛藤的质朴和韧性才配得上它的肥厚和细腻。 Thick flavor of children, but also the taste of bacon, but also the taste of home, brushed youthful abundance, full of years silent. This time Yingrun fragrant, covered with tooth marks. The root of the year, my father suddenly gave me a piece of bacon brought: a box of four or four, color such as amber Yan Ruyu, accidentally fell to the ground, even issued a metal-like sound. A gap knife has been dried, only tough in the skin showing the sharp blade of the past. --- That is where to wear kudzu. Only kudzu’s simplicity and toughness deserve it with its fat and delicate.