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小时候,从田间地头走过时,衣服上总会沾上很多带刺的小球儿,出了地得一个一个小心地摘下来,摘时还有点扎手。地里怎么会长那么讨厌的家伙?它的存在,让我对跟着母亲下地干活产生抵触情绪——我宁愿在家里跟着奶奶学纳鞋垫、纺棉花,或者学做种种烦琐的家务活,也不愿下地。小学四年级时,语文老师让我们写《秋天的田野》,别的同学都在写田野的美丽,我写的竟是声讨万恶的小刺球。多年后,跟着老中医学抓中药,竟然又看到了它——烦人的小刺球,我惊呼并说出自
As a kid, walking through the fields, the clothes were always stained with many prickly balls, and one by one they had to be carefully taken off, with a little pick-and-roll at the time of picking. How could the earth grow so annoying guy? Its existence, let me work with the mother to work out of resistance - I would rather at home with her grandmother to learn insoles, cotton spinning, or learn to do all kinds of cumbersome chores, also Unwilling to go down. In the fourth grade of primary school, the language teacher asked us to write “The Autumn Field”. Other students are writing about the beauty of the field. What I wrote was actually a small sting of denunciations of evil. Years later, with the old Chinese medicine catch Chinese medicine, actually saw it again - annoying little spines, I exclaimed and said