火是杨子遇生的。
他拣了一堆干松针,折了几根枯枝,用火折子点了三次,才叫那一小簇火苗站稳。肋骨的疼让他弯腰时吸了口冷气,他把那声音压下去,不吭声,只是把枝条一根一根地往里架,架到火燃得周正了,退后一步,在大石旁坐下来。
青蓁已经睡了。
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