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我生活在一个不大不小的城市,从记事起,我就记得爸爸对我的教育:“咱家穷,要有出息啊。”沉沉的嘱咐一直伴着我走过十多年,让我勤奋,坚强。爸爸妈妈一直在建筑工地门口摆小摊,卖些包子和烧饼。他们每天很早就要起来生炉子,烧水,擀面粉。东方未晓,匆匆走出家门,开始他们的小生意。酷暑严冬,永远都是起早贪黑,用满是油腻的手攒起一枚枚的硬币,为我交学费,买衣服,并抽出钱来寄到河北老家。
I live in a modest city. From the time I remember, I remember my father’s education for me: “I want to live in poverty, I need to have a good time.” The heavy embarrassment has been with me for more than a decade, let me Hardworking and strong. Mom and Dad have been setting up stalls at the entrance to the construction site and selling some steamed buns and biscuits. They get up early every day to produce stoves, to boil water and to smash flour. The East did not know, rushed out of the house and started their small business. In the summer and winter, it is always dark and early, and you use a hand full of greasy fingers to pick up a piece of coins, pay tuition for me, buy clothes, and send money to send you home in Hebei.