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只要有瓦片的地方,就有根在。有根在,就可以播撒种子,重建家园。1凌晨五点,我就醒了。最先醒的,是我身体上的那根骨头。自从那次捡煤时,山体塌方,压坏了我的腰椎,疼痛就钻进了我的体内,像一只冬眠的虫子,把我衰老的皮肉当做免费的“美餐”。当然了,疼痛还是很讲情义的,我用自己的血肉喂养了它,它为了报答我,就准时在每天黎明从我体内那根朽骨的伤口中爬出,催我起床。即使疼痛不催我,我也会主动起床的,小孙子还等着
Wherever there is a tile, there is a root in it. With roots in it, you can sow seeds and rebuild your homeland. 1 am five o’clock, I woke up. The first waking up is my body’s bones. Since the coal was picked up, the mountain collapsed, crushing my lumbar spine, the pain got into my body, like a hibernating insect, my aging flesh as a free “delicious meal.” Of course, the pain was still very emotional. I fed it with my flesh and blood. In order to repay me, I woke up at that dawn every day from the rotten wound in my body. Even if the pain does not urge me, I will take the initiative to get up, the little grandson also waiting