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七十八年前,寒冬。村庄里弥漫着鬼子连日“大扫荡”所留下的硝烟与血腥味。一天清晨,乌云沉凝,北风呼啸。疯狂的鬼子将包括爷爷和父亲在内的十几个村民蚱蜢似的绑在一起,用枪口指着赶往村东大场。前天鬼子在我们村边的池塘里跟地方抗日武装力量交火时,失散了几个鬼子兵,怀疑是被村里人杀死的。经过一阵野蛮逼问而未果后,一个鬼子举起枪,对准了走在第一个,脸上堆满怒色的爷爷。
Seventy-eight years ago, winter. The village filled with devils for days “mopping up ” left by the smoke and the smell of blood. One morning, dark clouds coagulate, the north wind roar. Crazy devils will be included, including grandfather and father, a dozen villagers like grasshopper tied together, pointing with a gun to the village east field. When the devils in the pond on the edge of our village exchanged their fire with the local anti-Japanese armed forces in the pond on the day before yesterday, they dispersed several of the devils and soldiers and were suspected of being killed by the villagers. After a brutal press but failed, a devil raised his guns, aimed at walking in the first, his face full of angry Grandpa.