记得儿时有一年的秋天,我的家乡闽东寿宁县坑底林村来了邻县福安的一班柴头戏(布袋戏),在祠堂演了几天的戏,十来岁的我被迷住了,天天连饭都顾不上吃,一头扎在人堆最前面,不到戏终人散不回家。戏班离开好长一段时间我像失掉魂似的天天念叨着。一天,和隔壁堂弟一起砍了几段树枝头,在我家的四廇大屋右厢房门槛上砍砍劈劈,想做出几个木人头, I remember a year when the fall of childhood, my hometown of Fujian Minhou Shouning County pit village to the neighboring County Fuan a group of Chaitou play (drama), performed in the ancestral days of play, I was a teenager fans Live, eat every day, even patronize, a bar tied to the front of the crowd, no less than the final play Sanhuo not go home. After the troupe left for a long time, I talked like a lost soul. One day, and next door cousin cut a few branches of tree branches in my family’s four 廇 big house right wing threshold cut chopping, want to make a few wood head,