望着炉里的碳火,我想起了很多……小时候,父亲为养家糊口,常到山里创些树疙瘩或砍些树枝挑回来,然后在特制的大土灶里均匀地将这些木头点燃,待烧得红红的时候,用水浇灭,就成了碳。拿到市上就可以换钱了。我时常蹲在大灶前,看那呼呼升起的火苗。睁大眼睛瞪着噼啪爆响的木棒。木柴只要 Looking at the carbon fire in the stove, I remembered a lot ... ... When I was young, my father to feed their families, often in the mountains to create some tree lumps or cut some branches pick it back, and then in a special large soil stove uniform light these wood, To be burned red, water poured off, it became carbon. Get the money on the market can be changed. I often squat in front of the big stove, watching the whirling flame. Staring wide open eyes stabbing explosive sticks. Just firewood