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月台上往来熙攘的旅客背驮手拎,等候北去的列车。我拉着儿子的手,只见他圆圆脸上,机灵的双眼含着难舍难分的泪水,久久凝视着故土,别有一番滋味在心头。这纷繁的车站,与我们父子有着不可忘怀的难解之缘。孩子是不幸的,离开娘胎,即在长期患病的母亲怀抱里,初识神奇多彩的世界。而我的职业又是终年飘萍似地浪迹天涯,父亲不在,很少有母爱,受冻挨饿亦为常事。6岁时,他一人爬车出走,大雨倾盆,啼哭于荒郊野林,是好心的农民伯伯送他百
The bustling travelers on the platform brought their hands together and waited for the northbound train. I took my son’s hand and saw his round face, clever eyes with hard-hearted tears, long time staring homeland, do not have a taste in my heart. This numerous stations, with our father and son have a memorable bond. Children are unfortunate, leaving the womb, that is, in the long-suffering mother embrace, to know the magical world. And my career is Floating Ping year after year like the End of the World, my father is not, there are few maternal love, frozen starving is also common. When he was 6 years old, he climbed the car alone, pouring rain, crying in the wild forest, is a kind of peasant uncle send him one hundred