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上山下乡当知青的时候是在北方,在内蒙古喝过N次酒,但早已印象模糊,不甚记得。唯独平生第一次,却实在难忘。1969年4月的一天,生产队晚上开工作会,分配我的活是给队长盖房子。在刚下乡插队时,我们分散居住在房子大一点、人口少的牧民老乡家。第二天从房东家出来,跟着干活人群到达一块平整的草地,拉直经纬线,几个人用一尺多长(牧区打草用)的扇刀把草皮像切豆腐一样切割开(严格地讲我们是在破坏草场的植被),再逐一搬走切开
Going to the countryside when educated youth is in the north, drinking N times in Inner Mongolia wine, but has long been blurred, do not quite remember. Only for the first time, but it is unforgettable. One day in April 1969, the production team opened a working meeting at night and assigned my captain to build a house. In just the countryside cut-off team, we scattered scattered in the house larger, less populous herders home. The next day came out from the landlord, followed by the crowd to reach a smooth grassland, straighten the latitude and longitude lines, several people cut the turf like cut tofu with a fan blade (grass for pasture) (strictly speaking We are damaging the grassland vegetation), and then move away one by one cut