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我的童年充满了辛酸,而成长的足迹无不来自于父老乡亲的深情关爱。每当皓月当空,凝视着皎洁柔和的月光,我便想起了那苦难的岁月。那是上个世纪七十年代中期,不到十岁的我,在父母哥姐辛勤劳作的耳濡目染下,心智早熟。挑水、劈柴,学做一般性的农活,已是很平常的事。而最令父母高兴的是我做牧童时,把生产队里派给我家饲养的耕牛,喂得膘肥体壮,在那以记工分为报酬的年代里,我们家的生活水准由此得到稍许改善,至今想起都那样令人开
My childhood is full of bitterness, and the growth of the footsteps all come from the affectionate love of the folks. Whenever Haoyue vacant, gazing at the moonlight soft and gentle, I will think of the years of suffering. It was the mid-seventies of last century, I was less than ten years old, in my parents brother hardworking under the monasteries, precocious. Water, firewood, learning to do a general farm work, is already very common. And what most delightful to my parents was when I was a shepherd boy, I gave the cattle in the production team to my family and fed them well. In the era of remuneration, the standard of living of my family was obtained Slightly improved, so far have remembered that so open