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This is the Shikumen Lane where I live, the black lacquered gate is about 10 square meters of patio, next to the original "Macquarie", has now been demolished into both ancient and modern subway transportation - Shanghai Line 4 Metro Hailun Road Station.
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As children, children played with very few things. It's that old eight, and it's been very exciting every year. But as soon as qiuxing arrived, the crickets came, and they threw the old eight things out of the cloud of nine clouds, and all their thoughts were on this boneless worm. At that time, as long as there were no men who did not play crickets, more or less always had to get a few altar jars to raise a few. Walking on the road, you can always see people holding cricket pots. Entering the alley, there are crowds of people with their butts cocked everywhere and watching the crickets.
The Shikumen Lane where I live is even more lively, with dozens of people every day, and sometimes nearly a hundred people gather in the open space to fight and play with crickets. One of the upper stalls is a little bit, and the worms are matched on the outside to the Shikumen patio to fight the worms inside. When they entered, they blocked the onlookers and closed the door. The iron hubs of the two heavy black-lacquered doors turned to make a --- piercing sound, and finally slammed shut, and then heard the door bolts inside clicking and tightening. A small mysterious space is separated under the blue sky. It was unfamiliar to me, and I was curious, always lying on the heavy black lacquered door, listening to the sound of fighting crickets coming from inside, the roar of agitation due to the fierce fighting, mixed with the exclamations of people, which left a deep memory in my young mind, which is still unforgettable!
Because of curiosity and explanation, I often gathered around the crowd of fighting insects, begging for the discarded insects. Once you get it like a treasure. At night, he held a thin wire of candles and filled the alley to catch insects in the cracks in the walls. Fill the altar jars and jars in the house. At that time, the favorite worm was Mr. Greasy, that is, the second master. This second master is also strange, it fights with other second masters, bites a few bites and leaves, turns around to meet and will fight a few bites, so repeatedly, as if it will not be defeated. The more the worms are caught, the more they fight and fight with the neighbor children, and the fierce fight is fierce! Seeing the old man next door with many and good worms, pestering to fight with him. The old man said: Your worms are not fought. I don't believe it, I have to fight to understand. The old man couldn't just take out a worm to fight with my fierce head. I was full of hope that the fierce head would fight it for a few rounds, and it would be better to defeat the old man's worm. Who knows, just wipe your teeth, the fierce head saliva has come down, where can you fight again! My tears came down. Since then, the little one knows that the worms are good and bad, so I go around asking for advice on how to get good worms, and I also see that the No. 68 family in the lane has a mimeographed < <蟋蟀谱>>, and the treasure-like secret is not revealed. Although I don't know a few words, I want to know what is said in it. When the adults saw me like this, they joked with me: Don't eat or drink the worms, shut down the worms for a week and be cruel! I was very happy and celebrated, and when I came home, I put about 5-6 worms without water or food, and put them in the attic to be bored. He also said to the children of the next door neighbor: In a few days my king will be able to defeat all your worms! That was a really hard time, and I was looking forward to a week passing quickly, so that I could fight them with the worms that had become fierce. After a week, I opened the basin and looked: dumbfounded! The worm stretched out its thighs, and the whiskers curled up and finished playing! Only then do we know that adults are looking for us children to be happy. Dig in the chest! Gas doesn't hit a single place. How do you play with the neighbor's children without worms? Be sure to catch some worms and be ruthless. The next day at lunch, I suddenly remembered a place I had visited with adults: the road called the big cypress tree was easy to walk and there were worms. Right! Go there and have a look. Put down the chopsticks and go out, walk alone along the railway in Hongkou Park, walk for about half an hour, and come to the water circuit Big Cypress Gas Plant.
Now only the road name, the gas plant, the bridge are still changed
The gas receivers of the gas plant in the distance are also clearly visible.
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