每次大家聚过来，父亲怕屋里的小煤火不够劲，就在抱上一大堆木头，点燃火候，让大家取暖，暖暖的一拨又一拨的火苗是那浓浓的乡情，温暖着村落!不知从何时起，渐渐地，清溪没了，芦苇没了，绿荫没了，碧水没了，飞鸟没了，燕子没了，羊群没了，知了没了，青蛙没了，果树没了，热闹没了，笑声没了。
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