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我去了八宝山我首先要说明的是,我是自已走进去的,不是被抬进去的。那时,八宝山高大的门楼还是心里的禁区,黒黝黝的松林遮住门楼的情形,里面的房屋只能留给我们许多想像,特别那支高耸入云的烟囱有缕缕青烟冒出时,心就紧了一下。八宝山在我心里是个谜。有一年,时任《健康报》记者的我,那个时候我年轻好胜,便约上一位同事去探究了一趟。那是个初秋的上午,北京的秋味还没有露出来,长安街西去的延长线上宽
I went to Babaoshan. The first thing I want to say is that I walked in myself instead of being carried into it. At that time, Babao Shan tall gate or the heart of the restricted area, the dark pine forest cover the door of the situation, the house inside can only leave us many imagination, especially the soaring chimney has a plume of smoke emerge, Heart a bit tight. Babaoshan in my heart is a mystery. One year, when I was a reporter of “Health News”, I was young and victorious at that time. I went to visit a colleague and went to explore it. It was an early autumn morning, Beijing’s autumn flavor has not been exposed, Chang’an Avenue, west to extend the line width